Page 62 of Ruined Beauty


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I grip her neck, and her pulse flutters under my palm. She's a mess, her face streaked with spit and tears where she choked on my fingers. I'm fucking her too hard, but I couldn't ease up even if I wanted to. It's the release we both need.

As I wonder whether it's too much, Morgana's fingers reach for her clit.

"Open your eyes." I slide my hand to the back of her neck and pull her upright, winding my fingers around her hair. "Look me in the eye while I rail you."

Her amber eyes burn as she stares at me. The knot in my stomach loosens as my climax gathers, suffusing my body with a wave of warmth, and I pound her with everything I've got.

Morgana's eyes roll as a scream of ecstasy escapes her. "Don't stop," she says, her fingers a blur on her clit. "I'm coming again!"

Her clinging heat envelops me, drawing me in, and it's too much. With a growl, I pull my cock free and grab it, tugging her head back as I do so.

"You are mine," I say, pumping my cock. "Not his.Neverhis."

All my rage and stress drain away as I come, decorating Morgana's face with my seed. She licks her lips, tasting me.

"Don't lose that," I say. I take her chin in my hand. "Open your mouth."

She does as she's told, and I lick the come from her face, sweeping it into her mouth with my tongue.

"Now swallow."

She gulps and smiles. "That's somehow disgusting and incredibly hot."

I shrug. "That's me to a T."

* * *

I leave Morgana dozing and head downstairs. To my surprise, Sasha's car is outside. He's in the gym, counting plates onto the leg press machine.

"I didn't expect to find you working on your wheels," I say.

"Morgana's ex was quite the buzzkill." Sasha gets into position and tests the weight. "The wake was even deader than Papa, so I ended it early. No one minded under the circumstances." He grins. "We are gonna get a rep for throwing shitty parties. At least you didn't kill anyone this time."

"I fuckingshouldhave." I hand him a drink. "Did you bring the twins home?"

He nods. "Lilyana was pretty upset and went straight to bed. Avel wanted to go with Arman, butdyadyaDavid said no way.” He extends his legs and winces. "David did us proud today. He made up for our piss poor acting skills and played the part of a bereaved brother when he didn't give a shit either."

I suspected David and his motives for getting on my case, but I'm now confident he has nothing up his sleeve. Papa has been dead for two weeks, and my uncle hasn't pulled any dodgy stunts or undermined me since. Pragmatically, he has no means to launch a coup against me anyway—anyone he approached would rat him out to me immediately, hoping for a handsome reward.

He thinks he has to lean on me because I no longer have my father. Perhaps I should bring him on board permanently and give him some of the power he craves. All the old man wants is his own little kingdom; who can blame him?

I'm glad I shared none of my suspicions with my family. We don't have to play Papa's mind games, not anymore.

"Yeah, credit where it's due," I say. "David's a grumpy bastard, but he has our best interests at heart."

My phone rings, and I answer it without looking. "Talk to me."

"Prepare to be fucking happy, Vladi," Arman says. "Nico the Flea behaved exactly like a parasite should and put his survival first. I went to ask some general questions, but the little cunt was so jumpy it got me wondering. I barely tickled him before he gave up the info—I reckon Lili could have got him to sing."

"So, what's the news?"

"Nico and Cassius know each other from way back. It's him who directed Cassius to Serra." Irritation creeps into his voice. "You called in a clean-up after killing that fat Italian prick, and Cassius watched them. Nico knows all those guys, and it didn't take Cassius long to find a man who cleaned up Hektor too. That's how he figured out it was you. Every single one of those poor bastards is dead. Did you know that?"

No, I fucking didn't.

"Tell me you got a name."

"I did better than that. I got you a name and a number. The boys in blue came through for us tonight, so send the Commissioner a hamper or something."

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