Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“And everyone gets Magnolia.”
Mateo drags his bottom lip through his teeth. “God, I want her again right now.”
“I want her throat this time,” Karson says, hoarsely. “Fuck, I need that throat.”
“Are we agreed, then?” I ask, my blood already fired up over the next time the four of us are alone. Karson pummeling her little mouth, me filling up her pussy, Mateo’s lap slamming up against her sexy tush, grunting and sweating. In between sessions with all four of us, I want them to watch me fuck her raw. I want them to hold her down while I do it. I want me and Mateo to hold her legs open while Karson eats her out.
Christ, the possibilities are endless.
We probably won’t leave bed for weeks. Months.
Decades.
She’s going to be so satisfied, she might forget to pout at me.
“Let’s go find her—”
I haven’t even finished my sentence when a loud murmur goes up downstairs. All at once, I realize it’s well into the evening, the party has started…and that noticeable stir in the air can mean only one thing. Magnolia just arrived at her coming out party.
Alone.
We all tear from the room at once.
Karson
There is a horrible weight on my chest as we speed walk, guns drawn, down the curving staircase of my home. Outside, there are cars lined up at the curb, waiting for the valet to attend them. Lights glow from within the great room downstairs, string music floating out to meet us. But we are in no state to fucking enjoy it.
Men are already shouting, a tray of glasses shatters on the ground. The music screeches to a halt. Pace and I feared the reaction her beauty would cause at the ball, which is why Magnolia was meant to remain at his side at all times, but obviously our hesitation to commit to a permanent foursome has caused our angel to break the rules.
“God, she’s impulsive,” Pace growls through his teeth. “I fucking love her. I’m going to put her over my knee, but I do. I love her so much it’s painful.”
“Me too,” breathes Mateo, wild eyed over the sight that greets us. “Anyone who touches her dies. Agreed?”
“Oh, they’ll die,” Pace growls, insanity snapping in his eyes. “Slowly.”
I don’t bother asking or answering questions.
I simply walk into the ballroom, flanked by the two younger men.
And I fire a round into the ceiling. “Everyone, get the fuck out.”
Dozens of screaming people begin running for the exit. Except for the group of men that are gathered around Magnolia. They are fighting for her attention, some of them even reaching out and touching her hair, her skin, as if they can’t believe she’s real, not a mirage. She must have stopped by her room to get dressed while we hashed out the future, because she’s wearing a red silk dress that makes her look like a fucking harlot—and she’s going to have a conversation with her Daddy about that later. Right after I yank that silk up over her ass and get in a good, rough pounding from behind. Damn. I haven’t been this horny since I was in my early twenties and it’s only growing in intensity the more I accept what is happening.
I’m going to be in a relationship with my ward.
And two other men.
Hell, should I be this excited?
Right and wrong have ceased to matter now that I’ve had her.
Now all I can do is think about having her more. More. More.
I’m in love. I’m obsessed. There is no choice but to accept that.
“Kill them all,” I say in a strangled whisper.
Pace and Mateo are all too happy to carry out that order. They look nothing short of bloodthirsty while they pistol whip the men surrounding Magnolia. Bullets are fired, bodies hit the floor, final gasps of breath are taken. I take measured steps through the fray, Magnolia’s attention zeroing in on me and staying there.
“Bad girl,” I say, locking my hand around her throat, gripping it until she gasps, rubbing my mouth against her ear. “It’s a good thing Daddy has a satisfying apology in mind.”
“You don’t go anywhere without one of us. Ever again, Magnolia,” Pace says, his face and the front of his shirt covered in blood. Before continuing, he bares his teeth and clocks somebody in the temple with the butt of his Glock. “Is that understood?”
“Yes,” she whispers, splitting a look between me, Pace and Mateo. “I can’t go anywhere without one of you. Does that mean…you’ll all be with me?”
Mateo puts down the final vermin, spitting on the man’s sorry carcass. “That’s right. You get all of us, Magnolia.”
“You know what that means?” I push Magnolia down to her knees where they land in a spray of blood, unzip my pants and put my hard cock in her waiting mouth, groaning loud enough to cause a booming echo throughout the massive room. “Means you’re going to be very busy, little girl. Better get started.”