Page 38 of Monster: King of Nevada

Once these babies are out, and it’s safe to do so, she’s getting that tattooed there. Even if no one else ever sees, I’ll know she carries my mark of possession.

Tracing the words with a gentle touch, my obsession with her grows. It becomes its own entity, and I’m nothing more than a slave to its bidding.

Spreading her legs, I kiss up one, then down the other, sucking and biting the flesh as I go. She moans in her sleep but doesn’t wake. The scent of her desire hits me like a tidal wave as I reach her teasing mark.

Soaked, her pussy clenches when I blow a puff of air across her folds, hiding that sweet spot from me, knowing I want in. Knowing I want to own and possess every fucking inch of her body.

Tonight, I’m taking all of her. Her pussy, then her mouth, and finally, I’ll spend hours fucking her delectable little ass. There will be no part of her left untouched. She’ll be so full of me that everyone at the fight will know who she belongs to. Blake will watch her submit to me. He’ll see the way I make her cry out for Daddy, and when he attacks, I’ll snap his fucking neck with my bare hands.

Biting over my name, my teeth leave an indentation. “Daddy?” Her soft voice draws my eyes up to see her watching me, chewing on her lip.

“You put my name on you.”

She blushes and bobs her head.

“That damn Swift song.” I chuckle when she shrugs at that. Ella is obsessed with a few of the woman’s songs, and it’s really starting to show. “I ain’t complaining, doll. Your body looks good with my name.”

She gives me a soft, sweet smile as she relaxes into the bed. “I got bored,” she explains.

“Now you’ll be getting it permanently,” I growl. Her eyes widen, her pupils dilate, and her breathing picks up pace. She’s not opposed. “I read some of your book.” Her blush deepens with my confession. “Spanking, dirty talk, a good hard fucking.” I raise a brow at her. “You want those things, doll? You want Daddy to have his wicked way with you?”

She doesn’t even hesitate to answer. “Yes, please, Daddy. Pleeeease.” Her moan is my favorite tune as I clamp my teeth around her little clit and nibble on it. “Oh god, please, Daddy, fuck your doll hard and dirty.” A wicked smile spreads across my face.

Sucking on her clit while I shove three fingers into her soaked cunt, massaging her special spot, it takes mere minutes for her to soar into an orgasm that leaves her restless and struggling to get away from me.

Gripping her hips, I crawl up her body and bite her nipples until she squirms before slamming my cock through her tight hole. The scream she releases makes me soar.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, doll? You just asked Daddy to fuck you like a whore. You can’t run from me now.”

Biting her throat until she whines, I’m pleased with the new teeth marks to match her thigh.

“It hurts,” she keens out as my hips slaughter her body with vicious thrusting and unrelenting strength. I keep fucking as the tip of my dick kisses her cervix with each stroke.

“Good,” I grunt against her lips, sucking on the bottom one before fucking my tongue into her mouth. “I want your tears, Ella. I want you begging me to stop while your pussy sucks me back in. While your body goes to war with your mind.”

“Daddy, please?” She’s so confused. Hell, I am, too.

She’s been through too much for me to be so fucking ruthless with her, yet I can’t stop. “Doll.” Hooking her legs around my waist, I kiss down to her ear while pinning her arms above her head. “I have to tell you something.”

She sobs against my cheek, meeting me thrust for thrust as her hips rise into me on every downward stroke.

“What, Daddy?” She gasps loudly when I bump her clit with my pelvis.

“You aren’t going to like it,” I warn, pulling back so I can see her eyes.

“Tell me.” She barely breathes, her body ready to come apart for me as I let go of her hand and bring it down to swat the side of her ass.

“Blake will be at the fight tomorrow.” Her entire body tenses, pussy so tight she nearly cuts my dick off. “Fuck, baby, loosen up.” She doesn’t.

“Why?” Tears stream down her temple.

“Because I need him to see who you belong to now. And when I claim you in the middle of that ring, he’s going to try to come for me.” Her body shakes now, fear and lust warring inside her. “And when he does”–I kiss her deeply, moving a hand to grip her throat so she can’t look away–“I’m going to snap his fucking neck then take you to my office and fuck you so hard, he won’t even be a memory anymore.”

She explodes around me, screaming until she’s hoarse. Her body tense one second, then loose and limber the next as I pound in and out of her until I come deep inside her cunt, wishing I’d had a chance to knock her up first.

“Yes, please, Daddy,” she whispers in my ear.

Turning my head, I see tears in her eyes, but also something else. They shine bright with her love for me.

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