Chapter 3

CHAPTER THREE

MADDOX

The cameras follow every step. I switch to the one with the best vantage point, zooming so close that I can see the swell of her breasts and her rapidly beating heart.

She’s approaching one of my guards. From my angle, it looks like she’s trying to flirt with him.

I’m going to spank her ass for that. I turn on the sound and listen in.

I’m calling him right away because another disgusting word from his mouth is going to be met with a bullet.

I storm out of the house. I don’t give a fuck if it’s cold, or this could be a trap.

I want her, and the thought of anyone looking at her dressed like that sends me into a violent rage.

“If any one of you put your hands on her, it’ll be the last thing you do,” I warn my guards who come from the sides of the house.

“Get over here right now.” I take off my suit jacket and drape over her shoulders.

“You and I need to speak, and then you’re going to understand what I’m willing to tolerate.

” My hand rests on the small of her back as we move quickly to the house.

My impatience and irritation show when she wobbles in her hooker heels.

Snarling, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her into my office.

Once I set her on her feet, I lock the door.

Whipping my phone out, I demand that all interior staff leave for the day.

“Sir, we have the catering staff working on the party arrangements for tonight.”

“Fine. They aren’t to leave that area unless it’s through the back end. No one is to interrupt me unless they want to feel my wrath.”

“Yes, Sir.” I don’t want anyone to intrude on my plans for her. Shit, the only plans I have are to get her naked, stuffed so deep with my cock, and bred before the sun sets.

Needing to get control of myself before I fuck her without answers, I turn on the no-nonsense asshole that made me the man I am today.

My face hardens, startingly her. For a moment, I hate myself for scaring her, but I need answers.

“Not only did you show up on my property demanding to see me, you barge in, disrupting my day. That’s not acceptable.

Now, tell me who you are and what the fuck you want. ”

“Um…” She looks so damn nervous and sweet, but I can’t let her in until I know who she is and why she’s here. I didn’t get to this spot in my life by being trusting or allowing my dick to run the fucking show.

I step in closer and whisper, “Sweetheart, I’m a busy man. Get on with it. What’s your name?”

She rocks on her feet from side to side, nervously stammering out, “Rory Jones.”

“Hmm…” Fucking shit. The last I remember, we let him get away with paying us late because his parents died in a freak accident while on a romantic vacation, and he had two underage stepsisters to care for. Knowing that she’s here and untouchable infuriates me.

“Kitten, I’m not a patient man,” I growl, stalking around her like an animal hunting his prey. “How old are you?”

“I’m eighteen and here to give you my virginity to spare my stepbrother’s life.”

“Sit,” I order.

She does as I tell her, sitting in the chair in front of my desk and keeping her head down. She’s nervous and rightfully so. She willingly entered the lion’s den and offered herself up as prey.

I don’t like that I can’t see her eyes. With a growl, I grasp her chin, tipping it upward to get my fill of her spectacular green orbs. No one I’ve ever met had that shade, and I’m hoping at least one of the babies I put in her comes out with them.

This is wrong on so many fucking levels, but I want her.

I want her uncontrollably, and I’m going to lie to have her.

She shouldn’t have come here to plead her stepbrother’s case.

She should have stayed her pretty little ass locked up in their apartment far away from me.

Nothing is going to happen to that bastard, but now everyone knows she exists.

Now it’s time I make everyone understand she’s mine.

From the second I spotted her at the gate, my body reacted in a way it never had.

I’ve been with beautiful women before, but nothing even compared to the sight of her.

Even at a distance, dressing in this skanky mini dress, I could see the innocence.

Fuck, I could smell it dripping off her skin the second she entered my home.

Watching her walk into my office in a tiny red dress with her pert, big tits held back by the cheap material. The beast inside of me wanted out. From head to toe, she’s perfect. I’ve never seen such a flawless face with purely provocative lips with innocent, yet lust-filled eyes.

I release my hold on her delicate skin and lean over her with my hands on the armrests, trapping her with my body. “You’re willing to do what? I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”

“Um—” she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip as she tries to look anywhere but at me. “—trade my virginity to save my stepbrother.”

“First, Kitten, I’ll accept your offer. That’s a fucking done deal.

I want your popped cherry staining my cock this very minute, but I don’t want an audience.

” The pulse in her neck kicks up, and her thighs clench closed.

So she’s interested in riding me despite the fear and tension radiating off her body.

That’s very good. Incredibly good. I’m so hard-up for her that I could drill her pussy right here in this fucking spot.

I hate that dress on her. It’s a prostitute short, and it pisses me off that she’d be willing to give away what belonged to me to save her lowlife stepbrother.

He didn’t deserve an angel like her. Fuck, I don’t either, but what I deserve and what I want are two different things, and I always get what I want.

“Second, you’re going to do more than give me your cherry. Every night you’ll be riding my face before I fill your pussy.”

“But—” My fingers come up to her parted lips, silencing her. Between seeing her beauty for the first time and every other piece of shit that saw her as she made her way here into my lair, I’m so pissed off.

“Kitten, I’m not interested in negotiating. You’re mine.”

“I made a mistake coming here.” She moves to get up, but I shake my head and nudge her back onto the seat.

“That you did, but it works in my favor. So listen, Kitten, you can leave, and I’ll string your stepbrother up by his balls and let him slowly rot, or you stay, and I’ll be making you come every single fucking day.” Her eyes flicker from shock and fear to lust.

“What if I don’t want either option?”

“You shouldn’t have come storming my gates, demanding to be heard. Kitten, you’ve been heard—loud and clear. So what’s it going to be?”

“I’ll stay.”

“Good girl. Now that you’ve gotten my attention, what would you like to do, Rory?”

“Um…go home.”

Damn, the fire in my gut burned hotter than hell itself. She would pay for that. I don’t understand what she’s doing to me, and that upsets me almost as much as her need to bolt. “Fine. I’ll be looking for your stepbrother.”

“I don’t have any clothes or anything here.”

“It’s fine. You don’t need to get anything. I’ll have your dress for tonight prepared and delivered before the party starts.” I send a text to my sister, who’s a fashion designer in town.

I need a beautiful party dress for your future sister-in-law. I’m not sure what her size is, but around yours or mom’s. Can’t talk now. Call you later.

“The party?”

“Yes, I’m hosting a New Year’s Eve party, and it’s going to be very nice to have you on my arm. After that, you’ll have your own new wardrobe. And you won’t be wearing that shit anymore.”

“What’s wrong? I thought this would entice you. It seemed to be working. Rudy said that you’d think it was sexy on me.”

“Oh, it does. And it doesn’t belong on you. I want to gouge out every last one of my men’s eyes out, and you’re lucky it was just your stepbrother that brought you here.”

“You know about him dropping me off?”

“Kitten, my cameras saw you coming. I saw you coming. I watched you touch up your make up before you reached the gate. Although you don’t need to wear any at all.

” She blushes, and I continue. “I watched as you flirted with my guard in an attempt to get in here. If you hadn’t been so damn clumsy about it, I would have to kill him.

” I meant that. She doesn’t understand how dangerous I am.

“I don’t know what I’m doing, Mr. Devlin,” she confesses, giving me more to take in about her personality.

“Call me Maddox. And don’t worry. I will show you what I want and give you what you need.” I take her hands and lift her out of the chair, taking the seat myself. “Now, show me what’s mine.”

“What?”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Right here? Right now?” Her eyes widen, but I’m not in the mood to wait. She’s got my cock harder than it’s ever been.

“I thought you were here to save your stepbrother, Kitten. Start with those uncomfortable shoes.” The flush of embarrassment creeps down her face to the tops of her breasts. “Now.”

She sets one heeled foot between my spread out legs.

Fuck, she’s already more seductive than she means to be.

Her tiny, slender fingers graze her ankle as she reaches for the clasp on the strap.

It’s pleasurable torture to watch. My cock agrees, stretching painfully against my zipper.

She switches to the other, but she struggles as her hand shakes, and it’s too much for me.

My hands grab hers and push them out of the way.

Never in my wildest imagination did I ever picture taking off a woman’s shoes as something sexually stimulating, but Rory has made me into a man I don’t even recognize.

A tremble of desire runs through her as my hands rub her sexy leg.

She’s so tiny that one of my hands goes around her ankle. Damn, I’m going to destroy her pussy.

I set the shoe on the floor and wave my hand. “Continue.”

“But what if someone comes in?” she complains.

“No one is that stupid to walk in on me in here. Besides, I warned them already. That’s all that needs to be done.”

“So, this is your usual.” Ouch. There come the claws. Fuck, it’s so sexy.

“Don’t get jealous. I do not bring women to my home. And it’s been so long since I had a woman’s touch that I can’t even remember it. Now, lose the dress before I shred it.” Fuck it. I stand up and grab the hem and lift it over her head, tossing it on the floor.

I drop back to the chair, speechless. My mouth dries up as I stare at Aurora’s perfect bared tits.

Her sexy globes bounce with the movement, hypnotizing me.

Groaning, I reach up and cup her breasts, feeling her small nipples harden in my hands.

Needing more of her body on me, I grab her thighs and drag her down onto my lap, straddling me.

“Give me your lips, Kitten.” I cup her face and drag her mouth down to mine, tasting her soft lips.

She freezes at first, taking a moment to relax and give me what I want.

The second she returns the kiss, a growl rips through my chest, and I thrust my tongue into her mouth like how I want my cock deep in her pussy.

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