Page 17 of Carnal Heart
Ryker: Have fun, you kinky fucker.
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I drag Zaiah off the dance floor and to the closest restroom. One person is at the urinal and the other is washing his hands. Both men jump when I thrust myself through the door, slamming it against the wall. “Everyone, out!”
Not even ten seconds later, Zaiah and I are alone in the room, and I’m shoving him against the wall with a violent force of need. My hand shoves its way down the back of his pants. I thrust a finger into his hole and he arches his back.
He scrambles to unbutton his pants, and I waste no time spreading his cheeks wider and thrusting a second finger in his tight hole.
He hisses in pain and slams his fist into my jaw. “You fucker. That hurt.” Then he’s kissing me hard while I finger fuck him. Zaiah sucks my lower lip between his and bites hard enough to break the skin.
Blood rushes in my head and my heart races. Adrenaline rushes through me.This. This is what I crave.The wild, out-of-control passion between Zaiah and me.
Pulling away from his tempting bites, I slow my breathing, not wanting to get distracted. “I have a proposition for you,” I say.
He narrows his eyes. “A proposition?”
I have to tread carefully here. “You mentioned you were a fan of Demon’s videos.”
He arches a brow.
“We’re going to film a video together. And then I’m going to pay you.”
Zaiah’s eyes flare with anger. A part of me wants to reassure him but fuck if I’m not addicted to his passion.
“I’m not a whore you can just pay off and—”
“You misunderstand me, Doll. Youwillbe in a video with me tonight. I don’t give a shit whether you want to. Tonight is Praeda. You are my prey and this is my demand.”
His face is flushed. I pause and I let the words sink in. “That being said, a live video will get us a lot of money. My fans have been begging for me to replace that silicone doll with the real thing. You will get at least half of that money.”
I know he’s desperate for the funds and as much as I want him to stay here on Usurn, the information he has on my father and Marco Lombardi could potentially get him killed. I need to know what he knows. And as much as I want to take things slow and earn his trust, my mother and sister’s safety is also at stake. I have all intentions of going with Zaiah and my family, but just in case, I need a backup plan. I’ll just have to get one of my other Black Harts to agree to talk to him. This way, he can get money from the video and money for his information. I need him safe, and setting him up with enough money to not only get off-planet but to start a life is ideal.
I can tell he’s about to argue, so I spit out the ungodly amount of money. It will be enough money to not only get him off-planet, but to get him to one of the planets past Vitality.
Zaiah snaps his mouth shut. He knows this is a good opportunity to start fresh.
“What’s the catch?” he asks.
I smirk. “No catch. We’ll record our live video for all my fans to see. I’ll have my wicked way with you, you’ll get paid, and then you can do whatever you want with the money.”
He swallows hard. “And what exactly will you do to me in the video?”
I laugh. “Whatever the fuck I want, Doll.”
Zaiah’s eyes darken with lust. I pull out the velvet box I’ve had hidden in my pocket. “Happy Cor Night,” I say and toss him the box. “Put this on. We have to walk across campus, and by the time we get there, I want you to be stretched and ready for my cock. By the time the morning sun rises, I’ll own you, Praeda.”
Chapter eight
Devyn
Zaiah studies the velvet box with an adorably flustered look on his face. With trembling hands, he picks it up and opens the box with a loud snap. Nestled in the cushion of the box is a butt plug with a pretty emerald jewel decorating the end. Next to the plug is a tiny jar of oil. It’s enough to lube his hole for me, but that’s not what it’s for.
It’s an expensive oil that works like an aphrodisiac. Within minutes, Zaiah will be so wild with lust that he won’t care what I do to him. As soon as Zaiah sees it, he gasps.Oh yeah. My doll knows exactly what this oil is for.
“Fine. Let’s do this.”
“Good. You have ten seconds.”
