Vicious Dynasty (Reign & Ruin #3) Read Online Natalie Bennett

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Crime, Dark, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Reign & Ruin Series by Natalie Bennett
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
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“Hi, puppers,” I crouched down and greeted them enthusiastically. They came right up to me, sniffing at the stranger now in their house. I was able to pet their sleek bodies for a few seconds before the man at my back decided he’d had enough.

“Va via,” he commanded harshly.

Both dogs immediately scampered backward before turning and disappearing down the dark hallway that led to the kitchen. I watched them go with a frown.

“That didn’t sound nice, Judas.” I started to stand and suddenly found myself being pulled right back into a pair of steely arms.

“What are you doing?”

Cool breath fanned across my neck, bringing forth a fresh outbreak of goosebumps. “Lifting this tight little dress up, pulling your underwear to the side, and fucking you right here.”

“What?” I questioned on a sharp inhale.

He gathered the material of my dress on either side and hitched it up and over my hips, exposing my lace-clad ass.

“Judas!”

“Come to think of it, didn’t I tell you to shut the fuck up?” Without any further warning, he brought a palm down on my right cheek.

I bit my lip to suppress a yelp. He imprisoned me with one arm across my chest and used the other to soothe the sting from my ass by massaging the flesh. After a few seconds, his hand slipped around and came to a stop just beneath my navel.

“Do you want to take back your lie now, Rhiannon?”

“Get the hell off of me,” I demanded through clenched teeth.

“Still needlessly stubborn.” He tutted mockingly. His hand moved lower and vanished beneath the waistband of my lace boy shorts.

His touch was foreign, yet enticingly familiar. He had my stomach doing acrobatics. My skin flushed with a mix of arousal and humiliation. He splayed his fingers and slid only the center three over my pussy.

“Let go of me,” I demanded again, pushing against him to no avail.

“You’re still talking? I have other uses for your mouth if you want to do something productive with it for once.”

He didn’t have to touch anywhere else besides my lips. I was undeniably wet, and it had everything to do with him. That wasn’t enough confirmation, though.

He pushed his middle finger inside me, slowly, coating it in my juices.

“Okay,” I breathed through the urge to moan. “You proved your point.”

“I’m not trying to prove anything. I just want to refresh your memory.” He thrust his finger into me a second and third time, adding another digit and using his thumb to stimulate my clit.

“This pussy is mine.” He thrust harder, rotating his hand so that his fingers could curl upward and add pressure to the sensitive spot inside me. I couldn’t hold back a breathy moan this time and found myself using his solid chest for support.

“Your perfect ass. Your lips.” He brought his mouth to the side of my neck and began to place feather-light kisses in the direction of my jaw. “Your pleasure, pain, and anger. Your love and hatred too. All of that is mine.”

He nipped my flesh, causing me to whimper and slightly jerk in his arms.

“You can play with me all you want, Amore Mio. I like to play too but know that I will always win and never test my patience.”

Like I had done to him only moments ago, he licked me everywhere his lips had touched, and then his arm lowered. His hand disappeared from my underwear, leaving me wet and aching.

Much gentler, he pulled the dress down and turned me around, making sure I could see his face. My shallow breathing hitched as he sucked the fingers covered in my juices into his mouth and licked them clean.

“I was going to fuck you, but my dick isn’t feeling up to the task right now. Wait for me in bed and maybe I’ll make it up to you.”

I backed away and glared at him with thinly veiled anger. I knew this was what I got for toying with him outside, but it still pissed me off.

“Or you can just stay the hell away from me.”

“Impossible, you’re going to be my wife.”

I latched onto this topic to distract myself from the wetness between my thighs and the increasingly unbearable desire for him to throw me down and fuck me on the atrium floor.

It was something we needed to hash out, anyways. I’d avoided it the entire car ride but when was better than the present? Tomorrow, a voice whispered inside my head.

“We haven’t ever discussed that!”

“Yes, we did. I told you before we left the house.”

I began massaging my temples. “Why are you doing this to me again?”

He regarded me with a subdued expression. “You’re all over the place, aren’t you?”

“Because I think we need to talk about the drastic changes you’re making to my life without asking me what I want?”

“Yes. Stop thinking so much and just let things happen. I know what’s best for you.”


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