Unholy Gods (Nyte's Hall #3)

PROLOGUE

Nyx

"We need to figure out how to go about getting the Kappels to move on to another town. I'd hate to have to get rid of Jarod and Jax; I'm rather fond of those fuckers." Zilas lines his pool cue up and takes his shot, putting his last two balls in their own corner pocket.

I sit in the armchair watching the game between the Carlson and Donovan Heirs, as I consider the alternative if the Kappel twins decide not to accept our conditions about moving their drugs to another town.

Zilas and Craydon, Cray for short, are two of my four best friends.

I know what Zilas means by liking the twins; we all grew up together.

Granted, our families ruled this town, but they aren't too far behind us when it comes to being the richest.

Unfortunately, my father, along with Zilas, Cray, and Adrik's fathers, allowed the Kappels too much leniency when it came to running their drugs.

We four Heirs, who live at Nyte's Hall, have never been too fond of the heavy drug trafficking coming and going through our town.

Last year when the damn Feds closed in on the drug ring happening right under our noses, my friends and I rallied together and voted our fathers out, taking over their seats as the Gods of Nyte's Hall.

"Has Amara paid them a visit yet?" I ask my two friends.

"Not that we know of," Zilas replies as they both shake their heads.

Speaking of the she-devil, her stiletto boots click on the marbled floor as she walks into the room and over to the bar, reaching over the counter to grab her choice of poison.

I watch as she stretches her petite frame over the top of the bar, her full leather body jumpsuit hugging every curve she's got.

Amara's ass looks fucking delicious in it.

I know what it feels like to be in that tight ass, and just the thought is making me harder than I already am.

Gripping the hair of the woman on her knees in front of me, I push her head down, holding her there; the length of my cock reaching past her gag reflex and into her throat.

Not wanting her to pass out from lack of air, I pull back.

I can feel the eight pack rippling my midsection as it contracts while I thrust my hips fast and hard until I'm releasing in her mouth.

Biting my lower lip, I focus my gaze on the woman as she swallows everything I give her.

She's a new hire, so I'm not sure how well she takes the cock, but she's done a pretty good job so far.

"That a girl, sweetie," Amara says to the woman as she walks over and caresses her head. "Don't get any on the rug; otherwise, I'll have no choice but to clean the whole floor with your tongue."

"Where the fuck have you been?" I ask our little housemate as I carefully extract the woman from my cock and tuck myself back into my pants.

Amara ignores my question as she watches me with amusement, and I know exactly what she's thinking.

I shake my head no. She pretends to pout before saying, "Fine, maybe Zilas and Adrik will entertain me later.

" She tips the eighteen-hundred-dollar bottle of my favorite Johnnie Walker Blue Label Ghost, and I roll my eyes as I stand up.

Reaching down, I help the woman up off the floor, offering, "I'll walk you out."

"Oh." The pretty blonde says, "I thought I'd be staying for a while longer. You know, so I can have mine, too."

Amara snickers but then I watch her as she walks over to the pool table before giving the blonde my full attention. "Sugar…"

"Emily," she offers.

I loathe being interrupted, but instead of lecturing her, I give her a strained smile and say, "Okay, Emily . This was part of your audition. I need to ensure you know how to please the club's clientele. We have never had anyone leave dissatisfied."

I hold her firmly by the elbow as I walk us out of the billiard room and down the dimly lit hall.

Each family has its own wing that we live in here at Nyte's Hall, but we tend to gravitate toward the center of the massive mansion in our downtime.

Amara has her own portion at the center of the Hall, only one floor down.

"Who was that woman that came in?" Emily asks with a hint of jealousy .

"Amara lives here." I don't feel she needs anymore explanation.

"Have you fucked her?"

I smirk. "Of course. She's a beautiful woman, and I fuck beautiful things."

I hear her slight scoff at my little hint, but she doesn't say anything until we are almost at the front door. She must have been working up the nerve to ask me, because she stammers a bit as she asks, "Can I see you again, Nyx?"

My jaw tightens at her use of my name. Only my friends and those I allow to use it call me by my name.

"It's Mr. Beckam to you, and no, you may not.

I don't date my employees, Emily. I'm sure we will scene together at the club at some point, but if you keep acting like a needy whore, I'll make sure you get edged for a whole week. "

"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Beckam. I meant no disrespect." The fear in her eyes when she looks up at me just as we get to the door has me softening just a little.

"It's fine. You didn't know, so I'll let it slide this time.

" I open the front door and am about to let go of Emily's elbow when it hits me.

The scent of jasmine and lavender. I remember that scent well, and with it being accompanied by the hairs on the back of my neck standing up, I know she is nearby.

Grinning inwardly, I turn to the woman still being held by my hand, and say, "Goodnight, Emily.

You were amazing." I tilt her chin up and take her lips, but only briefly.

"Goodnight, I will see you at the club," she says and then walks away.

Waiting until she is out of sight, I step out onto the stoop and look to my right. She's there, sitting on the bench in the shadows. A suitcase is by her feet, causing me to raise my eyebrow.

"Why are you here, Saraya?" I ask in my deep baritone voice, the same one I use on the submissives at the club.

Her small form stands, and she steps somewhat into the light. She's visibly shaking, which sets alarm bells going off in my head. "I need your help, Phoenyx."

My eyes peruse her from head to toe, but then they come back up and latch on to the big, dark red stain on the front of her shirt. "Pray tell, Lil' Sis, what have you been up to?"