Page 55 of Master of Fortune

“Is that how you want to play it?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“That gentleman you held a knife to that first weekend we met will more than happily sing a nice tune to your activities. I can make sure of it.”

“Keep dreaming. All I have to do is put the right words into the right ears, and he won’t see another sunrise. You can’t scare me with that shit.”

“That’s an even bigger risk you are taking. Is that the behavior of a morally chaste woman?”

“A morally chaste woman would never let you within a hundred feet of her.”

“And we know I’ve been deep inside you. Every part of you. Your mouth, you cunt, your ass.” I bit the juncture at the back of her neck, where she already bore my mark. “Pounding into you. Making you beg. Making you come. Making you want more. I bet even now you’re dripping for my fingers, mouth, cock.”

Releasing my grip on her bound hands, I glided my palm over her waist, up her firm, toned stomach, and to her full naked breast.

A moan escaped her lips as I cupped and pinched her puckered nipple. “I hate you for making me want you when you’re going to fuck other women.”

“When did I ever give you any indication that I plan to fuck anyone besides you? And when the hell do you think I had the time to fuck someone else in the hours since I left your bed this morning and now?”

“You don’t need to tell me. Your future bride and her entourage said plenty. Maybe I should take my cues from them and keep you as my side piece for the year and find the man I actually want when I’m in Vegas.”

I tightened my hold in her hair, and a pained whimper spilled from her mouth. “The only man you’ll fuck is me. Is that clear?”

Sliding my hand from her breast down to between her legs, I cupped her slick sex and gritted out, “I own this cunt. If you even think about letting anyone touch what is mine, I will eliminate them. Your father is known as the surgeon, but I’m darkness. There’s nothing left to find when I’m done.”

She shifted her bound wrists, grabbed my straining, fabric-covered cock, and held my gaze. “Then you better remember, if you put your cock in anyone else’s cunt, I will not only kill them but you as well.”

The intensity of her onyx stare and the fact there was no doubt she’d follow through with her threat, or at least give it her best shot, turned me on more than any other woman I’d ever encountered.

I never knew what I’d get from one moment to the next with her.

At times she was calm and sweet and then others, she was all brimstone and hellfire.

“Then I guess we have an understanding.” I turned us until I positioned her toward the bed and pushed her forward, forcing her to drop stomach-down onto the soft duvet-covered mattress.

She glowered at me as I climbed over her and trapped her legs between mine.

“You’re such an asshole.”

“I never denied it.” I toed off my shoes, shrugged out of my tuxedo jacket, threw it on the floor, and leaned down until my mouth grazed her ear. “But never forget this. You’re the one who claimed exclusive rights to this asshole’s cock for the next year. Now you have to live with the issues that come with the man attached to it.”

“Stop talking and make use of the cock I claimed. If you’d fucked me like you should have this morning, maybe I’d be in a better mood and could have handled that bitch better.”

“I’m positive you handled her adequately. Just like you do everything. Besides”—I grazed the stubble of my beard along the column of her throat, causing goosebumps to prickle her neck and making her breath quicken—“you haven’t earned my cock.”

“The hell I haven’t.” She arched her neck as her eyes grew heavy-lidded. “I showed up to an engagement party I never wanted, dealt with both sides of our families, handled your lady love and her crew detailing your extracurricular activities, and have managed the whole day with a case of lady blue balls. You should be showering me in diamonds for not slitting anyone’s throat tonight.”

“You want diamonds, Goddess?” Shifting back, I untied her wrists, pulled her left hand up, and set it above her head within eyesight. “Isn’t this big enough?”

She was quiet for a second. “It’s beautiful. I’m surprised it’s something I’d actually want to wear. Who picked it? You or Kasen?”

Why the hell would she think Kasen would choose something for her?

“It was my mother’s.”

Fuck. What possessed me to confess something like that to her?

“Why would you give me a ring that has sentimental value to you?”

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