The Marriage Debt – Underworld Kings Read Online Clarissa Wild

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 104395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
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The red-hot rage almost bursts out of her like she’s a fire-breathing dragon. “Asshole!”

I laugh and continue licking her. “If you ask nicely, I might lick that too.”

The look of disbelief that follows makes me smile like a bastard.

I know she hates me, but she loves my mouth and all the wicked things I can and will do to her body. It’s only a matter of time before she admits that out loud.

So I keep kissing and licking her over and over, all while stroking myself, and I don’t fucking stop. Not even as she’s moaning like a whore, as beads of sweat cover her body, as wetness drips down her thighs and ass, and as her eyes roll into the back of her head.

I’m not fucking done with claiming all the orgasms she has to give.

And on the tenth, I grasp her legs, spin her around, and roar as I come as hard as the accumulated orgasms she’s had. I flick the head of my dick, spurting my juices all over her face and mouth. Covering every inch of her in my filth, I leave nothing unscathed. When I’m finally done nutting, I bring a finger to her face and drag my cum all the way down to her tits, marking her as mine.

“Mine,” I growl, and I pinch her nipple and tug until she squeals.

Then I lean over to plant a kiss on her other nipple, taking it into my mouth to suck and nibble. Her whole body quivers, and when I release her nipple from between my teeth, I move away again to look at her as she hangs from the ceiling with an oversexed look on her face.

With a giant, dirty smile on my face, I lean in and look her straight in the eyes as I whisper, “Good girl. If you behave, I might treat you to more.”

“Fuck y—”

I slap the rope so hard she spins around while I burst out into laughter as I zip up.

“Have fun waiting for me,” I say.

“What? Where are you going?” she mutters with panic in her eyes as she keeps twirling around. “Don’t leave me hanging here!”

“I’ll be back for more soon, bunny, don’t you worry.” I open the door and look back at her slowly spinning around. “Time to go pay someone a visit.”

Her eyes widen, and her pupils dilate at the same time. “Wait … what? No. No!”

But I slam the door shut before she can throw me any more insults.

It’s too late for her to take back what she said.

One way or another, I’ll find out if she’s lying.

And if I can’t get the truth from her mouth, then I’ll get it from that fucker Nick instead.

Chapter 11

Jill

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A year ago

* * *

I sew the new button to Easton’s suit and cut the string, patting down the jacket while holding it up to make sure it looks okay.

Seems like my “silly juvenile” interest, as my father called it, in fashion and cutting up clothes and making my own new ones paid off in the end. I didn’t expect to make a living from it, but I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth either. Easton Van Buren, one of our family friends, took me in when I was on the run and had nowhere to go, so I’m eternally grateful. He kept me safe from both Luca’s and my family for years. I have a roof over my head, food in my mouth, and I’m happy to say I can be of use to someone.

With a smile, I carry the new suit to Easton’s closet and put it where it belongs so he doesn’t have to go look for it for his next meeting. He’s got too much on his mind anyway to be troubled by these trivial things. And it’s my pleasure to take those trivial things off his plate.

I hum a gentle song as I leave the room, closing the door behind me, but when I turn around, I squeal at the two big eyes staring back at me.

“Nick,” I say, poking him in the side. “Don’t creep up on me like that.”

He laughs. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you.”

My heart is still racing, but not because of the scare. There’s something in the way he looks at me that makes it impossible for me to look away.

“Uh, were you looking for something?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “Just doing my rounds, you know.”

Right. He’s a guard after all.

I nod a few times, unsure of how to answer. It’s always awkward like this when we talk. Like neither of us knows what to say.

I clutch my arm. “Well, I’ve still got some work to do for the charity.”

When I attempt to walk past him, he moves to the same side, and we both end up hopping back and forth, trying to decide which way I’m going to pass. I laugh, and he does too, and I stop to say, “Okay, so who’s going where?”


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