Page 32 of Monsters Wear Crowns
A strangled whimper tore from my lips. I was unraveling. Helpless against the tidal wave building inside me, ready to crash. My thighs trembled around his hips, my nails digging into the tense ropes of muscle in his back as the pleasure twisted tighter, threatening to snap.
Hefeltit. Heknew.
A dark chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”
I could barely think. Could barely breathe. No one had ever fucked me like this. Before I could answer, his mouth crashed onto mine, swallowing my cries as I shattered around him. My body locked up, my orgasm ripping through me like a violent storm,spasming and clenching around his cock.
“Goddammit, Adela,” he growled against my lips, his voice raw, almost pained. His hips slammed into me one last time, burying himself entirely. I felt it–the deep, pulsing throb of his release, the way he groaned as he emptied himself inside me.
And then, just as suddenly as he’d claimed me, he pulled away. A cruel absence. I sucked in a shaky breath, my body still trembling as he took a step back. His gaze raked over me–my flushed skin, the way my dress was still bunched around my hips, exposing where he’d just ruined me. A slow, satisfied smirk curled at the corner of his lips.
Holy shit. I just let Rafe fuck me.
And I felt...incredible. Sated.
“Resist me if you want, now,” he said, so smooth, so damn smug. “But in the end…” He tilted his head, his eyes flicking over me. “…we both know how this ends.”
I swallowed hard, pulling my dress down. “Do we?”
He smiled, slow and sharp. Then he turned, walking toward the sleek desk in the corner of the room, buckling his pants back up. “Are youreallyasking me that?” he said, settling into the chair, lounging like a king on his throne.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, struggling to breathe past the euphoria still clouding my head. “Come to my office tomorrow. We will discuss your business and our...whatever this is.” I motioned between us.
“Did you enjoy how I fucked you?” he asked with a smirk.
I hesitated, forcing him to wait a moment. “I did.”
He studied me for a moment, then leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. “My business,” he said casually with a grin. “It requires discretion. Power. Protection. And your company?” His blue eyes gleamed. “It’s the best in the industry.”
He wanted Sinclair Solutions to shieldhimfrom competition and from whatever wildly illegal activities he engaged in. “You want me to cover your tracks,” I murmured. “Fine.”
Rafe nodded, satisfaction flashing in his gaze. “Among other things.”
I exhaled through my nose, trying to ignore the fact that my body stillachedfrom his touch. That the room still smelled like him, like expensive cologne anddanger. “This isn’tjustabout business for you,” I said quietly. “You wantedmehere for a reason. There are other very good firms in the city.”
His expression didn’t change, but something in his eyesshifted. “I wanted to see for myself,” he admitted. “If you were really as untouchable as they say.”
My stomach twisted. “And?”
He grinned. “Oh,love.” He leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping against the armrest. “You’re not untouchable at all. Clearly. Butnowyou are.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Why?”
Then he smirked. “Because you’reminenow. Remember?”
***
RAFE
Adela was still in my fucking veins. I could still feel the warmth of her body beneath my hands, the way she arched so perfectly, helpless against the pleasure I gave her. I’d never forget the way she had looked at me–wide-eyed, breathless, balancing on that knife’s edge between fear and surrender.
I swallowed hard, gripping the steering wheel tighter as I drove. My cock still ached from the memory. If I let myself, I’d get hard all over again just thinking about how her perfect body had taken me. I wanted more.I needed more.
My phone buzzed on the seat beside me. I let it ring twice before answering. “Yeah?”
“You need to come home.” Vincent’s voice was calm but firm. There was no question in it–just expectation.
I exhaled slowly, rolling my shoulders. “What happened?”
