Page 81 of Master of Fortune


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“Of course, you can,” I murmured against her lips a second before I pulled out and slammed back in, making both of us gasp.

Neither of us spoke any more words as our bodies took over and filled the room with the sounds of sex.

When she came a second time, I followed almost immediately after her, clutching her to me and knowing I’d done the very thing Pappous told me never to do.

Gave the world a weakness to use against me.

Except I would burn everything and everyone to the ground to protect her. And, unlike my father, I had the power to do it.

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Simon

“Wantto tell me what this was all about?” Nyx asked as my cock softened inside her and I tried to catch my breath.

I continued to hold her against me and remained quiet for a few seconds, unsure of how to clearly say my words without sounding like a Neanderthal.

Finally, after gathering my thoughts, I said, “No one touches what’s mine. Is that clear?”

She lifted her head, a frown marring her beautiful flushed face. “This is about Dustin flirting with me. Are you serious?”

“As a heart attack.”

“I still don’t understand.”

“When you’re walking around your poker room tonight and some fucker decides he wants to make a play for you, you need to remember a few things.”

“Such as?”

“You need to remember who just came inside you. Whose cum just marked you, who you belong to.”

“Was this all about jealousy? About marking your territory?”

My hold on her scalp tightened as I shifted, slipping from her body. “You know damn well it’s more. There’s no ending this.”

“Simon, don’t say things you don’t mean.” She bit her lip in that way she would do when she tried to hold in her emotions. “There is too much on the line.”

She pushed at my chest, and I released her, letting her move away from me. The panic on her face told me she had a war raging inside her. If only she could understand the same roller coaster raged inside me. The same fear, the same worries, the same needs.

The woman fucking made me want shit I never even thought to have with anyone else. I resisted the impulse to touch her—it would only make her run, with the panic I saw bubbling up inside her.

Instead of making any comment, I dressed and moved to lean against the glass outer wall of the room

All of a sudden, she glanced down between her legs and then shot me a glare over her shoulder.

I shouldn’t find it so fucking hot to see my cum slide out of her. I’d marked her in a primal way.

She was mine. I’d never wanted a woman the way I wanted her.

“Problem?” I asked with a smirk, knowing it would annoy her.

“Asshole,” she muttered and reached for a tissue from a box on a nearby table.

After cleaning herself, she straightened her dress and took a deep, steadying breath.

Turning to face me, she lifted her dark gaze to mine, the annoyance gone and replaced by complete vulnerability.

“Can you handle being with someone who has a reputation, someone not perfect, someone with opinions?”

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