Page 132 of Monsters Wear Crowns
She smirked, that familiar spark of defiance in her eyes. “Arealcriminal would give it to me over and over until I couldn’t take it anymore.”Her voice was a temptation to a challenge I had every intention of fucking winning.I moved quickly, my body pressing hers into the soft sheets, her breath stuttering as I kissed down her neck, my teeth grazing her skin with just enough pressure to make her gasp. She tasted like fire and everything I craved so goddamn desperately. I was hard and throbbing again. I trailed my lips lower, savoring the way her body shuddered beneath mine, how she arched into me, frantic for more. A low groan escaped me when she ground herself against my aching cock. Watching her pretty pussy practically begging for my cock almost lost control right there. I could just slam into her right now and feel her body struggle to accommodate me. So tight yet so needy. I fucking loved that about her.
“You want more?” I chuckled, letting my hands roam, sliding over her full breasts and down her sides, feeling the soft curve of her hips.
“Yes,” she moaned, the sound low and aching, like she needed me to touch her in ways that went beyond just this moment. “Please…” That one word shattered every ounce of control I had left. She ground against me again. And this time, I felt her pussy nearly sucking my tip in.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed her, all of her,now. I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head as I thrust into her with a force that made her yelp. She wrapped her legs tighter around me, pulling me deeper, meeting each thrust with an urgencythat matched mine. Our cum from minutes ago was still dripping down her thigh.
“Look at me,” I growled, leaning down to kiss her as I drove into her deeper. She complied, her eyes meeting mine with that same wild, defiant look. It only made me want her more, made me want to break her.
She pulled me into another passionate kiss. I groaned as her tongue slid into my mouth, tasting me, claiming me as much as I was claiming her. “More,” she gasped, her back arching as I hit a deeper spot inside of her.
Goosebumps broke out over my skin at her plea. She truly wanted me, even for all of the evil shit I did. “Shh, baby,” I murmured, my voice rough as I kissed her neck again. The sound of her sent me over the edge. I clamped my hand over her mouth to muffle the scream I was about to pull from her. I could feel it. Her breath stuttered, and her eyes rolled back. “Look at me while you come, baby,” I ordered. Her beautiful blue eyes widened with every deep, punishing stroke. I’d neverwantedto make eye contact during sex before.
Fuck.
This woman could suck out my dark, miserable goddam soul.
As I pushed her over the edge with a final, brutal thrust, her body spasmed, her nails raking down my back as she cried out against my hand.
“There you go, beautiful, good fucking girl,” I smiled, watching her unravel. “Keep your eyes on me.”Thrust. “Every time I touch you, I’m leaving a mark you’ll never wash off. You belong to me now.” I slammed into her, and she whimpered.
The room filled with the sound of our bodies moving together, the friction, the heat, the desperate need that clawed at us both. Her voice, raw and trembling, echoed in my ears, urging me on.God, she was such a needy girl.I thought I wanted to fuck a lot, but she rivals evenmythirst. She could drain every drop of come from my fucking body andstilldemand more.
The pleasure built so intensely, so quickly, that I couldn’t hold back anymore. My pace faltered for a moment as I fought the rising tide of sensation, but she pulled me back in, pushing me deeper into the abyss of fucking heaven.
And then, with a cry that was pure and unrestrained, she shattered beneath me again. Her body tensed, her nails digging into my skin, and she clung to me as though I was her only anchor in this storm of raw pleasure.
“Ugh, stay right there, baby I’m almost done,” I groaned. The sound of her breaking apart was my undoing, and with one final thrust, I followed her over the edge, losing myself in the feel of her. I buried myself so fucking deep that she gasped, emptying my load into her perfect pussy for a second time.
When I finally collapsed beside her, breathless, I pulled her close, brushing a strand of hair from her face. My lips trailed over her skin with a softness that felt impossible to me just moments ago. As she curled into me, her body still flushed from what we’d just done, I knew she wasn’t going anywhere.
I let her catch her breath before sweeping her off into the bathroom. My partner. My girlfriend.
My life.
Chapter 25
ADELA
(TW: sexual assault)
The day at Sinclair Solutions had been… good. Surprisingly, miraculously good. It shouldn’t have caught me off guard, but after the chaos these men had detonated in my life like lit matches in a dry field, I’d stopped expecting calm. And yet… the office had been steady. The systems held strong–no new breaches, no red alerts screaming from the security dashboard. Clients hadn’t pulled out, not even the risk-averse ones. If anything, they’d doubled down, reassured by our defenses.
I could almost breathe again. Almost.
My body ached from the night before. Rafe had ruined me in the best way–thorough and merciless, like only he could. I’d barely been able to walk straight this morning, and I clenched my thighs under my desk more than once just remembering the way he fucked me like he owned every inch of me. Because he did.God, he did.
But with every step that reminded me of how he took me, guilt whispered its venom at the edges of my mind. It had nearly drowned me for the last week. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Moreau’s face, heard the way he said my name, and feltthe way his hand slid between my thighs like he was my other lover. My body, stupid and desperate for something reckless, had craved him in the moment. But then I saw Rafe’s face in my mind, and my heartcracked wide open. I’d pulled away. Ihad.I gave myself credit for that. But still, I let Moreautouchme. I let himkissme.
And I hadn’t stopped it right away.God, I was such a bitch.
Rafe gave me everything I knew I was missing and everything I never thought I could have. He was chaos and comfort. Obsession and safety. He didn’t just fuck me; heclaimedme. And I let another man put his hands on me. The pit in my stomach hadn’t gone away since.
Laura had noticed something was off. She hadn’t said a word, but the sly little grin she’d sent me across the room more than once said enough. She probably thought I was just high off the fact that we weren’t under siege today. Or maybe she knew there was more to it. Knew me well enough to read the tightness in my shoulders, the way I stared too long at my own reflection in the dark glass of my office window. Either way, she hadn’t pushed. And I appreciated the silence more than I could say.
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The sun was dipping below the skyline when I finally stepped out of the car and into the cool evening air. The estate loomed ahead, beautiful and imposing as ever, its stone façade glowing in the last light of the day. My stomach growled as I thought of what we’d do for dinner. Hmm, I figured I’d suggest pizza. It had been so long since I’d had areallygood pizza.
