Page 47 of Monster: King of Nevada

My ears ring with the ferociousness of my orgasm. Theias’ hands rub up and down my back, soothing me as I come down from my high.

“Baby doll,” he whispers in my ear. I look up at him, blinking until my sight focuses again. “I need in that ass.”

My breath catches, and the room grows silent.

“God, yes. Please, Daddy.” It’s become addictive having him claim me there.

Lifting me from his lap, I’m set on my feet before being turned around and laid out on his desk once more. Every set of eyes in the room is on me.

A year ago, I’d have been ashamed of myself for being so vulnerable, but there’s freedom in allowing Theias to take me this way. To claim me in front of men who work under him, a man who has hurt me, and a man who wanted to dominate Theias tonight. All of them are witnessing precisely the type of man Theias Lorde is as he claims his woman, and I’m happy to be used so licentiously.

There isn’t much warm-up taking me here this time. He uses my own essence for lube, and as I feel the head of his cock slowly enter me, I meet the eyes of each man in the room. I want them to watch, so the least I can do is give them what they need to get off, too.

There’s lust in their eyes, even Tank’s and Blake’s, who likely won’t last out the week. I see how badly they want to be in Theias’ position. Taking a woman who begs for a good, hard, fucking.

“Please, Daddy,” I coo. “Fuck me hard.”

The disgust on Blake’s face makes me laugh. Owen quickly punches him in the back of the head, knocking him to the floor.

“With pleasure, doll.” Theias doesn’t hesitate to fuck me the way he wants once he’s made sure I’m used to his intrusion.

The slapping of his hips resounding through the room is heady, and I close my eyes again to enjoy the sounds and feel of my man claiming me animalistically and absolutely.

I don’t know how or when I passed out from the pleasure, but as I’m cradled in a warm bath, soaking up the love Theias is showing me, I know this is the life I’ve always wanted for myself.

“I love you, Daddy.” Kissing over his heart, I cuddle in closer and fall back asleep to the rumble of his voice in his chest.

“I love you too, doll. Grateful you came into my life.”

28

THEIAS

We got to Mario’s bright and early and had breakfast with my brother, his wife, and Nick and Rue, so the girls could catch up before everyone went home again. It was interesting being part of a couple instead of the doomsayer of the bunch. Dare I say I rather enjoyed myself, though I’ll deny it if pushed to come clean.

Now, I sit in a booth, sipping a coffee I don’t particularly want, and my eyes roam the restaurant. Taking in the changes as Ella leads the way, directing the construction workers on what she’d like to see removed and what’s to be put in its place.

While taking care of some paperwork for the hotel as I wait for Dark Ruelle to arrive for our meeting, I’ve caught glimpses of the fiery queen under that vulnerable exterior. She listens to suggestions about her opinions with grace and is quick to pivot when she’s told something can’t work because of structural integrity. I’m learning just how intelligent Ella is, and my attraction to her continues to grow.

“Theias.”

Averting my gaze from my woman, I stand as I notice Dark approaching. He’s around my height of six and a half feet butbulkier, with light hair and ice blue eyes. As he holds out his scarred hand, I grip it tightly for a shake.

“Mr. Ruelle, how are you?” Offering him a seat across from me, his eyes roam the room before he accepts.

“Let’s cut to the chase, Theias.” I appreciate his no-nonsense attitude, and I indicate for him to continue. “I want the exclusive security contract for all your businesses in the state. I have the knowledge, the manpower, and the resources to cut out Austin River completely.”

Leaning back in my seat, I raise a hand, signaling the lone waiter to bring two glasses of whiskey. “Austin has been in my employ for several years. Why should I drop him and hire you?”

My choice has already been made. I’m nothing if not thorough when there’s a conflict of interest regarding who I pay for services, and Austin has been giving away security details to a man who discovered I’m not a rival he wants.

“Read this.” Dropping a folder on the table between us, Dark sits back. He’s a man confident that the secrets he’s about to share will land him a cushy contract.

Instead of reaching for the file, I accept the glass of whiskey before it’s placed on the table and bring it to my lips.

“I already know what you have, Dark. What I want to know is, what’s your true agenda?”

His frigid stare holds mine for a few beats before he chugs back his whiskey in one gulp and exhales slowly. “Austin is a thief and a con man. Twenty years ago, he stole the woman I had planned to marry. Ten years ago, he crossed paths with me again. Lying through his teeth, he set me up to take the fall for the murder of his mistress, then disappeared until he could pay off the right people to drop the charges against him.”

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