Page 16 of Ruled By Their Desires

She didn’t want to be hearing that and blew out a breath, resting her head back drinking the last of her Rye before placing her glass on the table next to her. Walking out wasn’t an option, it would look like she gave a fuck, and she didn’t.

Right?

She could almost see in her mind’s eye how much Marcus was really fucking that mouth. The sense of betrayal hit her again which was insane, and she had the intense need to stab him.

Then slowly, deliberately, she tilted her head down one side as if she were falling asleep. Hawk came into view and she winked at him. He gave nothing away as he stood back up.

“I’m getting my cock sucked and she falls asleep?” Marcus sounded put out, his voice strained sounding close.

God she fucking wanted that sound because of her….

No, she didn’t. That was the drink talking.

“Like I said,” Comet told the room. “Poor show.” She grinned.

Marcus grunted a couple of times as the woman squirmed and complained. “Fucking take it, you wanted it and now, the cost will be too fucking high!” he ground out appearing to thrust one last time and let everyone know he was spilling before the woman hit the floor painting heavily.

“You fucking asshole,” she heard the woman breathe out before sucking in a large gasp of air.

“You knew that when you came in here telling me how much you wanted my cock Sandra. I gave you the chance to change your mind, told you exactly how it would be, and you asked for it. Why are you complaining.”

She heard the women get up. “Would you have let them fuck me as well?”

“Yes. If you were into it.”

The woman, Sandra, walked out. At least he was honest.

“Did you have to do that now?” Hawk asked.

“I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow and by the time I was notified, we’d already started. We’re not monks and with what I’ve been dealing with, I needed a fuck, that was the best of options. I couldn’t stand being inside someone else. Why is she asleep and don’t tell me the show was poor.” She could hear his teeth grinding. Her uncles chuckled. She held it in.

“Moon wanted to push for here, so we did. Although now, I’m not sure why we bothered.” Crash.

“Still her lap dogs?” Marcus asked.

“Yes.” They all told him unison. Moon smiled.

Her uncles had her back no matter what. She could hardly be angry at Marcus. She’d told him she wasn’t interested and like he’d said, they weren’t monks. They liked to fuck, and she was woman enough to accept that but somehow, it still pained her.

“What happened with the humans?” he asked.

“Tracking.”

“After all we told them what would happen?”

“It was not the Director. He was pissed.”

“How is she?”

“Annoyed.”

“They were meant to be with us. She’s right to be annoyed.” She could hear clothes rustling. She guessed he was putting his cock away.

“Not at them, at you. Why do you continue in this way? Fucking up every chance?” Hawk asked. Moon tried not to frown. Hawk knew she was awake.

What was he talking about?

“Our path was set a long time ago.”

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