His Beauty Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
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“You’re Damon Travers.”

The boy had some sense.

“You like Meghan?”

“She’s the nicest person in these parts. She takes care of me when my mom forgets. Please, I can work for you.”

“You’re too young, kid. Don’t worry about Meghan. I’ll take care of her.” Holding out some cash, which he got from inside his jacket pocket, he waited for the boy to take it.

Alex shook his head. “I don’t want money.”

“You’ll be a fool not to take it. Do so for Meghan. I don’t want her worrying about you.”

Finally, after a few minutes, Alex took the money, and it was interesting to Damon as he saw the shame on the boy’s face. He didn’t expect to see that. Alex left seconds later, and he watched him go.

How interesting.

He didn’t linger through.

When he climbed into the back of the car, Meghan launched herself at him. “You leave that boy alone. He’s innocent and doesn’t need to get meddled with by the likes of you.”

She wasn’t strong enough to take him on. Grabbing her arms, he pressed her to the back of the seat, his body settling between her spread legs. She felt so nice and soft against him, and he loved the feel of her and couldn’t get enough. The scent of her was already driving him crazy. It was something rich and fruity that made him want to sink his teeth into her flesh.

With her hands above her head, her legs open for him, his cock was nestled right between her thighs, exactly where it should be.

“I don’t think you’re in any position to tell me what to do.”

She tried to get her hands from him, but all it served to do was arch her chest up. Those delicious tits would soon belong to him.

“Let me go.”

“Nope. You gave yourself to me.” And there, in the back of the car while Dan pulled away from the apartment block, he took one of her nipples into his mouth through her shirt. She let out a gasp, and the moment he touched her, she immediately stopped fighting him. He could get used to this. No doubt about it.

Biting down hard, he heard her cry out. She tried to fight against his touch, but again, he wasn’t letting her get very far. She was going to stay right where she was so that he could touch her.

She’d have bruises tomorrow, but he didn’t care.

This was her fault.

Moving onto the next nipple, he did the same, biting down on the hardened bud before sucking it into his mouth.

She let out a moan, the sound filling the air.

Releasing her tit, he smiled at her.

“See, you’ll come to my way of thinking soon enough. Buckle up, darlin’. I’ve got a lot to do tonight.”

Chapter Two

Being dragged across the city was not Meghan’s idea of a good time. Even though she was still in her oversized nightshirt, that didn’t seem to bother Damon. From one house to a business, and all over the city, it was the night where he collected bad debts. They had to be bad as she heard so much screaming.

When it got too much, she’d run outside into the night, covering her ears to stop herself from hearing the pain that others displayed.

He really didn’t care.

There were plenty of women who threw themselves at him and even husbands offering him a night with their wife or girlfriend. It was fucked up, and here she was, handed to him at her sister’s request.

If they had taken Rose with them, she wouldn’t have stopped them. That probably made her a bitch, but she was long past caring right now. Her sister had taken money she couldn’t pay back.

Meghan rubbed at her temple. It explained why the landlord wanted a word with her. Rick was a good guy, and he’d given her a lot of chances since moving in with her sister. That had to do with the fact she paid up as much of the rent as she could in advance. Her biggest mistake was trusting her sister to keep on giving him the money she left for the rent. Now they were going to be homeless, and her body was now owned by this … bastard.

On the last run of the night, he’d been dropped off at an apartment complex with so much security it was unreal. The man on the front desk didn’t even look her way as Damon herded her toward the elevator.

Once inside, he didn’t let her go even as she tugged on her arm. She couldn’t help it. Even as she scolded herself, his grip was a little tight, and her nerves were starting to get the better of her.

“You can fight all you want. It’s not going to help you. You’ve got no chance of escape.”

Staring straight ahead didn’t help her either. His reflection stared right back at her, and it made her sick.


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