Master Of Sin

by Sienna Snow

  "Why me?" I asked again as I lowered her back and slowly positioned myself over her.

  She tightened her thighs around my waist, sucking me deeper inside her body. "Because you’re the only man I've ever wanted this badly."

  Fuck, this woman was going to destroy me, and we'd only started…whatever it was that was going on between us.

  "You keep saying things like that, and I'm going to keep you."

  I lowered my mouth and latched on to one of her full, swollen breasts, then worried the straining bud with my tongue and teeth.

  The gasps and moans escaping her lips were pushing me to the point where I'd lose control. There was no way a man could be expected to hold back when he was balls-deep inside his dream girl.

  I sounded like a pussy, but I didn't give a fuck.

  My dick pulsed inside her, screaming for me to move, to pummel her tight cunt. Instead, I gave her slight shifts of my cock, just enough to give her the release she needed before I let the animal raging inside me loose.

  She rolled her hips and my eyes nearly crossed. I was in deep shit.

  "Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" I asked through clenched teeth.

  Her cheeks flushed as she looked away.

  I captured her jaw, bringing her face back to me, and at the same time I pulled out to the tip and thrust back in.

  Her body bowed, and her legs tightened.

  "What embarrassing things have you been doing?"

  Her fingers gripped my shoulders, but she remained quiet.

  My palm slid to her throat and squeezed. Her eyes immediately dilated, and her pussy contracted.

  "I read a lot of books, and I watch…" She trailed off, making me smile. "Forget I said the last part."

  Oh no, she wasn't going to get away with hiding.

  "Watch what? Porn?"

  She bit her lip and nodded.

  "You definitely aren't the naive girl you like the world to see. I like that. You’re an enigma." I took her mouth and whispered against her lips, "But know this—now that you're mine, I plan to corrupt you in ways you've never imagined."

  My words caused her pussy to grow damper and little spasms to flutter around my cock. "You like that."

  "Yes." Her nails dug into my arms, leaving no doubt I'd have marks. "I want you to teach me everything."

  I stared into her green gaze, trying to see if she meant what she was saying. What I saw was desire and a need she was desperate to explore.

  Fuck. She was really giving me all of her.

  I was definitely going to hell. No sane man would say no to her, especially after feeling her slick, swollen cunt wrapped around his cock.

  "From this moment on, you’re mine. Is that clear? It won't end until the fire burns out between us."

  She nodded and then rolled her hips again, making me clench my teeth.

  "Fuck, you are way too good at that move."

  "Hagen, I need you to stop talking and make love to me. And I don't want it soft and gentle. Fuck me like you mean it."

  I lifted a brow. This woman was a constant surprise. "If I fuck you the way I want, you won't be able to walk. How about you let me decide how this goes."

  I pulled out and slammed back in. She gasped and tightened her hold around my body.

  "Hagen, please."

  "I've got this, baby. All you have to do is enjoy."

  I slid my hand between our bodies until I reached her soaked core and the bundle of nerves I knew would send her over. The first stroke of my fingers had her writhing under me. The second had her biting my shoulder.

  Her cries pushed my need until all I could think about was both of us coming together. My thrusts grew harder and uncoordinated as I rubbed her clit.

  "Yes, oh God, yes." She threw her head back as her pussy milked my cock, clamping hard, and her nails raked my back.

  Her orgasm was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen. Skin flushed, gaze wild, and screams filled with ecstasy.

  Before I knew it, my control snapped, and I followed, coming so hard I saw stars.

  Penny

  * * *

  MY BREATH HAD BARELY CALMED when Hagen's phone began to ring. It went to voicemail but started up again almost immediately.

  "Shit. I have to get that. It’s probably one of my managers." Hagen lifted his head, searching my eyes, but didn't say anything more. After a few seconds, he shifted, pulling free of my body, and rose off the sofa.

  I gasped, missing the sense of fullness I'd felt only moments before.

  “Stay right there. I’ll be right back.”

  Hagen tugged on his pants and went to an attached bathroom. When he returned, he knelt in front of me and cleaned me with a warmed washcloth.

  “Don’t you have to call your manager?” I tried to sit up, closing my eyes against the ache between my legs, and the embarrassment I felt at him wiping the tinge of blood from my folds.

  “Relax. It’s my job to take care of you. My manager can wait.” A smile tugged his lips. “Besides, I know you like me touching you.”

  My cheeks heated further. He was right. It was a unique mix of pleasure and pain, something I could definitely get used to.

  “Now let me see who’s calling.” Hagen rose to his feet, threw the washcloth in the hamper near the bathroom door, and then moved to his desk.

  I watched him as he dialed a number on his phone and began to speak in a low tone. A crease formed between his brows but eased as he glanced at me.

  I couldn't believe it had actually happened. I’d slept with Hagen Lykaios. For the first time in my life, my dream came true.

  The giddiness ebbed as I realized I had no idea what would happen next. I had no doubt Hagen would keep his word of helping me find out the truth behind Papa's death. The question was how was I going to handle a sexual relationship with him without losing myself in the process.

  I could handle this. My time with Hagen would be something I could look back on and say I didn't hide away as everyone expected and stepped into a world of adventure.

  Maybe Adrian was right. It was time I did something for myself, and that included Hagen Lykaios. This was my opportunity to go public with my endeavors without the worry of repercussions.

  A pang of guilt had me sighing. Dara was entirely in charge of Kipos, and I had no way of keeping an eye on her. I had to admit Kipos wasn't where I saw myself in the future. And Adrian had made it clear he didn't want the company either. The only hope I had was a buyout, but then Papa's legacy would end.

  I shook the thoughts of Kipos aside and opened my lids. My gaze collided with piercing blue ones across the room, and the hum of arousal from a few moments ago ignited.

  Hagen watched me with caution, as if he thought with one false move I'd run. His shirtless body was a work of art, corded abs leading to a sexy V that disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. The tattoos on his arms added to his bad-boy image.

  He was a walking Greek god. A god of sin, of decadence, of indulgence, everything a good girl was warned to stay away from—everything I couldn't wait to experience.

  He finished his conversation, set his phone down, and then walked over to me, crouching in front of me.

  His palms glided up my naked thighs until they settled on my hips. I gripped his shoulders, needing to touch him. He cupped my face and kissed my forehead. "Starlight, are you okay?"

  "I'm not sure what happens next." I leaned into him.

  "Neither do I. This is all new territory for me."

  I pulled back and frowned. "Hagen, you've had more than your share of women. I doubt that you don't know how to handle me."

  "That's it. You're not like other women. I don't want to handle you." He peered at me.

  "What does that mean?"

  "The choice is yours. I will give you a place to stay and help you find out the truth behind your father's death no matter what you decide."

  "I still don't understand. Don't you want me?"

  "God, you have no idea how much I wa
nt you. I want you more than any other woman I’ve ever encountered." His fingers flexed on my waist. "What I'm trying to say is that you don't have to sleep with me as we bargained. My help comes free and clear. I only want you in my bed if you want to be there."

  The longing he failed to hide in his words made my heart ache. Hagen was definitely nothing like his reputation. I knew it was all a facade.

  I moved forward, pushing Hagen back onto the floor before straddling him, my exposed pussy flush against his lower abdomen. There was a pang of discomfort, but the heat of his body was well worth the pain.

  "Does this tell you what I want?"

  "Starlight." His voice was gruff. "I know I asked you this before, but I have to be sure. Do you understand what you’re getting into with me? No matter what you believe, I've done everything the rumors say and may have to continue some of them. Being with me will give you a reputation, one I'm not sure you can handle."

  "What if I told you I'm not the innocent you believe me to be?"

  "Baby, up until twenty minutes ago, you were a virgin. That’s as innocent as it gets."

  "Outside of my sex life, I'm involved in a lot more than you could ever know. I've just mastered keeping a low profile." Before he could say anything, I added, "I want it all, Hagen. Corrupt me as you said you would earlier. I dare you."

  He sighed. His fingers glided up my spine and gripped my hair. "You asked for it."

  He covered my mouth with his, sealing the deal. Heat began to grow in my core as the ache of need began to grow again. Hagen's hands covered my breasts, squeezing the mounds, and a low moan escaped my lips.

  At that moment Hagen's phone rang again, and he groaned against my lips.

  "We have to go."

  "Okay," I said, rising to my feet with Hagen's help. My cheeks heated as I noticed my arousal on his stomach. He followed my gaze and smiled, swiping a finger through the wetness and bringing my essence to his lips.

  "Delicious."

  I shook my head and quietly dressed.

  After both of us were ready, I picked up my handbag and waited.

  He took my hand in his and led me out of the room and toward a set of doors I hadn't seen earlier. As we passed other members of the club, we garnered some curious looks.

  I glanced down at myself and knew I looked out of place. My thigh-high boots and minidress, though edgy and fashion-forward in the outside world, clashed with the elegant, yet scantily clad women all around me. I held in the urge to tug at my dress, feeling a bit self-conscious. They were all beautiful in their own right, and whether with a partner or not, they fit.

  "Don't," Hagen said as he continued through a door and down a long hallway.

  "Don't what?"

  "Don't compare yourself to the women out there."

  "How would you know what I was thinking?"

  "I can feel the energy around you. If you want to know why they’re staring at you, it's because I never participate in the club. And having you on my arm has them curious."

  "So you’re not into kink as you made me believe?"

  He glanced over his shoulder and smirked. "I didn't say that. I like to dominate, but I don't need all the extras. Those are Pierce's things, that's why he built this place. It's a safe place for like-minded individuals."

  Well, I never expected that. I would never have guessed Pierce was into BDSM, but then again, I'd always viewed him as the big brother who watched out for me. Plus, the fact he'd had a relationship with my best friend Amelia made it seem weird to think of them doing the whips-and-nipple-clamps thing. And for Zack, there was no telling what he was into. He was the most unpredictable of all of them. If anyone was into the kink side of things, it was probably him.

  I needed to get my mind away from this train of thought, or I'd throw up.

  "The last thing I truly want to think about is Pierce or Zack's sexual escapades. That's just gross. They’re family."

  Hagen stopped, turned around, and crowded me back against a near wall. "What does that make me? They are, after all, my brothers."

  "You're my lover." My voice was a bit breathless and needy. "You are in a different realm altogether."

  My answer must have pleased him because he kissed the area where my neck and shoulder met and hummed.

  We worked our way through the club and out the back doors. When we reached a bank of elevators, Hagen drew out two cards, one black and one red.

  "As always, the choice is yours. The black card is for my penthouse, and the red is for your own apartment, on a different floor, far, far away from me."

  I knew without a doubt where I wanted to stay. Hagen was my adventure, a side of life I wanted and until now never had the chance to explore.

  "Is this a life-altering decision like in The Matrix? The blue pill or the red pill?"

  A smile tugged at his lips. "You could say that. It's more a choice of corruption or innocence."

  I moved to take the black one, but he pulled it away before I grasped it.

  "If you take this one, you live with me from now on. You will be my woman in public and private. I won't hide who or what you are to me. You will garner a reputation. People will assume you’re under my control. There won't be any going back to the way things were between us. I will fuck you, use you, make you mine in every way possible. I'm not the nice man you deserve."

  I stood on tiptoes, leaned in to kiss his lips, and pulled the black access card from his fingers.

  "I know what I'm getting into, Mr. Lykaios."

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Hagen

  * * *

  I STARED at the now-closed elevator door, trying to wrap my mind around the woman who was moving into my penthouse.

  Christ. This was actually happening. She was mine, and it had been her choice.

  What the fuck had I gotten myself into? How the hell was I going to handle her? She wasn't my usual M.O. I couldn't treat her the way I did other women.

  "Was that Penny I saw locking lips with you?" Pierce asked as he came up behind me.

  I was not going to answer the obvious. Plus, Pierce was the nosiest of the three of us and would keep bombarding me with questions the second I replied to one.

  "Dude. I understand pussy whipped, but damn, man. She's got you by the balls, and I'm not sure if either of you realizes it."

  "Fuck off." I pushed past my know-it-all brother and headed to the lobby. "I have a meeting to get to."

  "If it's the one with Draco, might as well wait for me. Apparently, he views his assistance with Penny's inquiry as a personal favor to all of us.”

  This just got better and better. "So Zack's joining us?"

  "He's at the bar with Draco and a few of his men right now. They had other business to discuss before we got there."

  Now that was another thing I had to worry about.

  Zack and Draco were getting chummy. My involvement with the mobster had been about survival. Zack, on the other hand, had no such issues. Whatever he was up to would probably cause all of us grief in the long run.

  As of late, everything in Zack's life revolved around getting revenge on Collin for all the shit he put us through. On the top of his list of grievances with Collin was the fact we only learned about our mother's illness a few days before she'd passed. She had battled breast cancer for nearly a year without us being there to care for her. I grieved my mother, but I'd accepted long ago that she chose to stay with Collin even when I'd offered her a way out. Pierce had the same resigned acceptance as I did, but Zack was different.

  He was the youngest and closest to Mama in the last years of her life. He was determined to make Collin suffer for tearing our family apart, and the best way to do it was by destroying the Lykaios Holdings empire, one piece at a time.

  "Honestly he's got to let this need for revenge go. Collin isn't worth all the effort." I took a path through the maze of the casino that would be the shortest to the cigar bar.

  "Preaching to the choir. But then again, we aren't all built
with the ability to compartmentalize like you. Outside of Persephone, there isn't a single soul who can incite any feelings from you."

  The mention of Starlight's name made me wonder what she was doing upstairs. Was she making herself at home or was she snooping through all the rooms and drawers?

  "We are not discussing her. Our arrangement is private and has nothing to do with the matter at hand."

  "Yeah right." Pierce paused and faced me. "She's a long-term girl. I don't want you fucking with her emotions. She isn't used to men like us."

  I clenched my teeth. "Are you warning me away from her?"

  "There isn't a chance in hell that would happen. What I'm saying is if you break her heart, I'll rearrange your face. And I'm positive Zack will join me."

  "What if I told you that I planned to keep her?"

  Pierce broke out in laughter and started toward the bar again. "She isn't a puppy. She is a flesh-and-blood woman with a mind of her own. You don't own her."

  "She knows exactly what she’s getting with me."

  "I swear talking to you is as effective as talking to a brick wall. All I'm saying is be careful with her. She is gentle and someone who’s spent her whole life fitting into a mold that keeps her invisible."

  "She isn't as weak as everyone believes." I countered Pierce's statement. "I'm the perfect outlet for her to let loose."

  I nodded to the hostess as we walked through the archway of the Erebus Bar. She smiled and studied both Pierce and me with more interest than necessary.

  She was new and had no idea that as a rule the Lykaios brothers never got involved with the staff. It was one sure-fire way to fuck up one's business.

  "As I said. You break her heart. I break your face."

  "Why don't you stop worrying about my love life and focus on the European promoter you can't get over. Rumor has it that her European heavyweight champion could take your guy, hands down."

  A scowl formed on his face. "You're an asshole."

  "Never said I wasn't."

  "And for the record, my boy is the best in the world and can take on any cover model playboy Amelia Nephus has in her arsenal."