Chapter 33
A MONSTER & HIS PRETTY CAPTIVE
Killian
Lexi was sound asleep by the time I returned to our room after taking a long walk to calm the storm of lust brewing inside me. If I hadn’t put some space between us, I would have tossed her on the bed and fucked her right then.
Unfortunately, the walk didn’t help. My cock still screamed to be buried inside her, and those soft little noises she made while sleeping only intensified the urge.
I shed my clothes and checked the hidden compartment in my suitcase to ensure the papers I stole from Gregory Banks were still there. Lexi had a curious streak, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she dug through them.
Of course, the secrets in those papers intrigued me. Stan would never know if I read them...
As my fingers brushed the envelope, Lexi stirred and turned on her side, the covers sliding to her waist. A burst of hot electricity hit my gut as her nipples peaked through the thin tank top. Lexi knew she turned me all the fucking way on, but she had no idea how much power she actually held.
If she wielded it, she could have me on my knees in seconds.
I shoved the papers back into their hidden spot, crossed the room in a few strides, and peeled back the blankets. My erection pushed at my boxers, begging to be freed as I slipped into the bed. Lexi’s addictive vanilla scent swirled into my brain, further intoxicating me.
She shifted onto her back again, the tank top doing a terrible job of covering her. One gentle tug and her tits would spill out.
My pulse raced as I slowly slid my hand up her ribs, her heart pounding against my palm. She arched her back and her mouth parted.
“Killian.”
My softly murmured name nearly undid me.
Well, that was definitely an invitation...
I cupped one of her breasts, circling my thumb over her hardened nipple through the shirt. Lexi’s moan had my dick throbbing. Her eyelids fluttered open, and those hypnotic blue irises focused on me.
Lust swirled in them, and her breaths quickened—until reality set in and fury rippled out of her.
“What the hell, Kill!” She jabbed her elbow into my chest with a hollow thump, hurting her more than me.
A devilish grin split my lips. “You were enjoying it a second ago.”
She whipped long auburn strands from her face. “I was asleep!”
“You sure about that?” I brushed my lips over her jaw. “You called out my name, so I assumed you wanted me to continue.”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. “Why are you even here? You promised to get another room if I went to that party.”
I shrugged. “They’re all booked. Sorry.”
“You are such a liar!” Lexi circled her hand in the air. “We’re practically the only ones here.”
“I don’t know what to tell you, Red.” I brushed a lock of hair back, tucking it behind her ear, my fingers lingering on the fluttering pulse point in her neck. “Maria said there aren’t any current vacancies. You’re stuck with me.”
Her mouth formed the cutest little pout, and with one more narrowed glare, she turned on her side, scooted farther away, and yanked the covers up to her chin. “Keep your hands to yourself, Killian.”
My leg slid across the bed, wrapped around her thighs, and dragged her against me again.
“Hey!”
“You said hands.” I chuckled at her enraged expression as she looked over her shoulder at me. “My hands aren’t touching you.”
Lexi sat up and ripped the covers off. “I’ll sleep on the hammock outside.”
Done playing nice, I pressed my arm against her torso and yanked her down. “You’re not going anywhere, Red.”
She struggled against me. “I will knock your teeth out if you don’t let me go.”
“I’ll just buy new ones.” My hand skimmed up her chest and coiled around her throat, my fingers applying light pressure. Lexi finally stilled. “Stop fighting this. I know you want me. Every time I touch you, your pussy practically drips for me.”
Flames crawled into her face. “That’s just my body’s natural reaction to stimuli. You have nothing to do with it.”
I thrust against her, rubbing my obvious erection into her ass. “Do you think that’s just a response to stimuli too?”
Lexi’s sharp intake of air echoed through the room. “Y-Yes?”
I chuckled. She didn’t sound convincing at all.
“One of these days, you’ll have to stop lying to yourself.” I gave her throat a squeeze, and her hips bucked, sending blood right to my already throbbing, aching dick. “Natural reaction, huh?”
Before she could throw out another denial, I released her throat and shoved her thighs apart. Her attempts to fight me as I cupped her pussy through her soaked underwear were feeble at best. She barely even tried.
Her head tilted back as she rubbed against my palm. “Why do you have to do this, Kill? Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
“Because I’m an asshole.” I tugged the flimsy material away and slid my finger through her wet folds, earning a soft moan. “And I want you begging for it when I fuck you.”
A shiver rolled over her, and she bit her lip to keep another moan from slipping out. “That’s never happening.”
“It is.” I plunged a finger inside her tight cunt, and she couldn’t stop the cry this time. “The sooner you give in, the sooner you’ll experience real pleasure, Red.”
Her hips rocked in time with my hand. Her whimper had me drowning in hunger as I added another digit, pumping in and out of her.
Lexi’s nails dug into my arm, drawing blood, but she didn’t shove me off. Instead, her lids fluttered, and she melted into my touch. I shifted and used my other hand to tear her tank top off, my mouth descending on her nipple.
“Killian,” she gasped.
Fuck. Her skin tasted like sugar. If she didn’t start begging soon, I’d forgo that idea and take her before I exploded in my boxers.
My tongue flicked the hard bud, and then I bit down until she screamed. That sound cracked the thin walls keeping my dark beast inside, and I crawled on top of her, my lips crashing against hers.
Lexi opened to me without a fight, and I swirled my tongue around hers, lapping up her sweet flavor. My thumb toyed with her slippery clit as my fingers worked her into a frenzy, ready to tear off the last two scraps of material separating us and bury my cock deep inside her.
I’d wanted this girl since I was a kid, barely old enough to understand sex, and I was moments away from wrecking her into oblivion. My broken and battered heart could haunt me another day. The only thing that made sense was feeling Lexi Vega come undone beneath me.
Just as my fingers curled into the waistband of her thong to yank it off, my phone rang. “Ignore it.”
But the interruption shattered Lexi's haze, and her hands pressed into my chest.
“Killian, stop.”
A wave of fury lashed at me, and I jerked away from her, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Her hot and cold bullshit was making my head spin. Was she simply too ashamed of her attraction to me?
“Kill, I—”
I shot off the mattress and whipped around, unable to control the monster within me. “Why are you pushing me away, Lexi?”
She sat up and scrambled to cover her chest. “Not every woman wants to have sex with you.”
“You do!” I raked my hand through my hair. “You’re just too stubborn to admit that you want someone as fucked up as me.”
Her mouth dropped. “That’s not true.”
Lexi Vega had always been too good for me, even before I fell into the dark world of secret societies, blackmail, murder, and corruption. As a kid, I was more screwed up than anyone knew, even her. My father beat my mom as I was forced to watch before he turned his anger on me.
And then I practically killed him, standing still as he choked on his own vomit.
A normal person would have helped. A normal person would have at least turned him over.
I was so far from normal it was laughable. That was probably why I fit into the Serpents & Daggers so well. When they handed me a truly depraved task, I rarely balked. Not even digging up a grave to bury a body on top of a coffin made me flinch.
Lexi was right to fear me and this attraction. She should hesitate to relinquish her control, because one day, I’d turn on her. Even if she hadn’t broken my heart, it was just my nature.
Everything wilted under my touch.
I stormed to my suitcase to grab a pair of pants. “This was a mistake. I’ll get another room.”
“Wait!” Lexi hurried off the bed and grabbed my arm before I could reach for my sweatpants. My cell rang again, but neither of us paid it any attention. “Don’t go.” Her little fingers burned my skin.
My nostrils flared as I tugged out of her grip. “I’m done playing this game, Lexi. I won’t force you just so you can keep pretending that you don’t want me.”
She frowned and folded her arms over her chest to cover herself again. “Stay.”
I needed to leave before I really did ruin her—which was ironic, since that was the very thing I set out to do. She wouldn’t ask me to stay if she knew how much darkness lived inside me.
I slipped behind her, yanked her arms down to expose her breasts, and turned toward the full-length mirror.
“Is this what you want?” I pinched her nipple until she cried out. “I’m not a good person. I’ve done terrible things, and I’ll do plenty more. Is this the person you want to invite into your bed?”
As she tried to look away, I gripped her jaw, forcing her to study our reflection. I towered over her, a monster with his pretty captive. Lexi’s chest heaved as my other hand cupped her pussy, and I rocked my erection into her ass.
Her head tilted against my chest, right next to the broken heart tattoo. “Killian.” She licked her lips, but no other words came out.
Good. She should stay away from me. She’d only be torn to pieces…
“I want you.”
My eyelids lowered, and curses sped through my mind. I had a raging hard-on, and my control barely teetered on a thin wire. If I didn’t get out of this room now, I’d never leave.
As if she thought those three words hadn’t hit me like bullets, she continued. “Fuck me, Killian. Please.”
And there it was, the thing that utterly obliterated every chain keeping my beast prisoner. There was no saving Lexi from me anymore.
It was too late.
My eyes opened, a violent tempest of hunger and lust crashing in them as Lexi begged me to take her.
“Get on the bed,” I ordered, my voice raw.
Her mouth parted at the roughness surrounding my words, but it wasn’t fear that pulsated from her. She had no idea how much danger she was in, though.
For once, Lexi did as I commanded and crawled to the center of the bed, resting back on her hands. I shoved my boxers down and stroked my painfully hard cock as she licked her lips.
My heart shuddered. We were really going to do this.
As I stalked closer, her breaths quickened. I gripped her ankles and yanked her so she fell onto her back. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“Of course.” Her grin said the opposite.
“Somehow, I doubt that.” I tore her panties off, tossing them aside. “I’ll probably have to punish you for misbehaving. I’ve been dying to spank you.”
Her eyebrows slammed down. “Kill—”
I spread her legs wide, my mouth watering at her soaked pussy. “This won’t be sweet lovemaking, Red. I have no fucking control right now.”
Lexi swallowed hard, but she didn’t stop me from climbing on top of her. Usually, I preferred fucking from behind, but she needed to remember that it was me inside of her and no one else.
She wasn’t allowed to hide anymore.
My phone rang again, and with a vicious growl, I yanked it off the bedside table to answer it. This better be damn important. “What!”
“Mr. Davenport, you’re a hard man to get a hold of.”
My brows slammed down at the unfamiliar male voice. “Who is this?”
“I work for Mr. Banks.”
Fuck.
How did they discover my real identity? The invitations were under aliases.
“What do you want?”
Lexi noticed the change in my demeanor, and her brows furrowed as I listened to one of what had to be Banks’ security.
“It took a while to figure out who you were.” He gave a light chuckle that raised my hackles. “But the sweet lady at the Casa de Campo was very helpful. She’s such a screamer.”
Ice water pumped through my veins, and I jumped off the bed, scrambling for my sweatpants. “What did you do to Maria?”
“She’s a bit of a mess now.” The guy sighed. “More blood will be spilled if you don’t return what you stole, Mr. Davenport.”
He ended the call.
“What’s going on?” Lexi sat up and clutched a pillow to her chest.
I finally found and yanked on my sweatpants and a t-shirt as my heart crashed against my ribs. “Stay here. I’ll be back.”
“Not happening unless you—”
My hand snapped out and grabbed her jaw. “Stay the fuck here, Lexi. I mean it. This is not the time to be stubborn.” I released my punishing grip and stroked her cheek. “Just put some clothes on, and don’t open the door for anyone but me.”
I ignored her pout and sprinted out of the room to find Maria. If he did anything to that innocent woman because of me, he was a dead man. Maybe Gregory Banks wasn’t as stupid as he pretended to be.
After hurrying down the stairs and into the courtyard, a figure turned the corner, carrying a fruit basket.
“Maria!” I dashed toward her, confusion darting through me. “Are you okay?”
Her brow furrowed at my frantic state. “Senor Davenport, did something happen?”
No bruises or cuts spotted her tan skin, and her clothes were perfectly situated on her curvy frame. Not one single dark hair was out of place.
A wave of arctic air washed over me, and the blood drained from my face as the realization hit me.
Maria was just a distraction.
They came for Lexi.