Master Of Sin
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That explained the way I was feeling. Any time this man was in the vicinity, I was hornier than a teenager.
The look in his eyes told me I was in deep shit.
He slid one hand into my sweat-soaked hair, fisting it in a tight grip, and the other around my waist, pulling me against him.
"What are you doing here?" I asked a bit too breathlessly.
He ignored my question as he began to move our bodies to the rhythm of the next set the DJ mixed. I gripped his shoulders, meeting the demand of his hips by rolling my pelvis to his rhythm.
Arousal began to tingle through my body, making my nipples bead into hard, sensitized peaks. Dammit, the slightest graze of his body made me want to beg him to fuck me.
After we danced for a few minutes, he bit my earlobe and said, "You let another man touch what's mine."
"It was one dance." My fingers crept up behind his neck, and I leaned in, inhaling the crisp, clean scent of him.
God, he smelled good.
He tugged my head back and glared down. "No, it was two."
"Are you stalking me?"
"Yes." His hold in my hair tightened. "You left me. You didn't even let me know you were leaving the country. I was fucking out of my mind."
The fact he'd come after me wasn't lost on me.
"You pissed me off. I may let you control the show in the bedroom, but that’s where it ends."
"Is that right?" He ground his thick, hard cock against my clit as we danced, sending a wave of desperate need to my aching pussy.
A moan escaped my lips before I could hold it back.
A wicked smile touched his mouth, and it gave me the urge to deck him. He knew how he affected me and had no issues using it to his advantage. I tried to pull out of his hold, but he wouldn't budge.
"You agreed to play with the devil, Starlight. Now he owns you."
"What about me? Do I own you?"
He held my gaze, and a war of emotions passed in his blue depths. "There hasn't been a time that you haven't owned me."
My heart skipped a beat. I wanted so desperately for him to tell me how he felt about me, and now, here he was.
I cupped his cheek and lifted onto my toes, kissing him in the middle of the dance floor, not caring that cameras and anyone with a cell phone could capture the moment and possibly plaster it on all the tabloids.
"What have you done to me?" he murmured against my lips.
"Nothing you haven't done to me."
He pulled back, looking me up and down. "That skirt is indecent."
I shrugged and turned, rubbing my behind against his hard length.
One of his hands slid around my bare midriff as the other glided up my stomach, between the valley of my breasts, and around my throat. Tilting my head up, I stared into his blue gaze and then met his mouth as it came down on mine again.
"I love you," I murmured against his lips.
He closed his eyes for a brief moment. "Just so we're clear. I don’t care if you are pissed to holy hell at me. I'm never letting you go. You’re mine forever."
"What if I said I don't want you to let me go?"
"I find that acceptable," he said into my hair. "But there is one thing I need to do at this moment."
"What's that?"
"I need to fuck you."
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Hagen
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"WHAT IF I said I don't want you to let me go?"
Starlight's words echoed in my head as I held her hand and weaved through the body-to-body crowd. My need for her was a violent mix of desire and anger. If she didn't want me to let her go, then why'd she leave?
I'd nearly gone out of my mind when I discovered she hadn't even told Adrian where she was going. If it hadn't been for a call from Collin telling me one of his men had seen the chartered plane she'd boarded, I would have no idea where she was.
The man was determined to fix our relationship, and some part of me wanted to. It would take time to repair the damage he'd done, but the door was open.
That was neither here nor there. At this moment, I wanted to fuck Starlight until she felt me with every step she took and craved me as much as I craved her.
As I approached a set of doors leading to the VIP areas of the club, the group of bouncers guarding the area straightened and stared between Starlight and me.
"She's real?" one said in amazement and a little too much excitement.
It took all my will not to clock the idiot. Instead, I glared at him.
He flinched and then said, "Sorry, boss. I mean, Mr. Lykaios."
The bouncer moved to the side.
"What was that about? Boss? Don't tell me you own this place too. I guess the Lykaios brothers have their hands in international indulgences in addition to their domination of Vegas. I should have guessed with the club’s name."
I kept quiet, guiding her toward the club offices. She'd find out soon enough my obsession with the woman I never expected to have.
"Are you ignoring me, boss?"
I scowled at her over my shoulder. "Explanations later. At this moment all I want to think about is my cock buried deep in your cunt."
"I have no problem with that." A flush covered her face, and the puckering of her nipples grew harder.
The second we entered the VIP lounge, Starlight abruptly stopped.
Her gaze was fixed on a collage of images featuring supermodels, celebrities, high-end clientele, and in the center of them was a picture of her.
She was staring into the distance stirring a drink with a bottle of Firewater in front of her. She was sitting at a bar with one of her Indian distilleries in the background. She wore a loose-fitting shirt and a hat to shade her from the blazing sun in India. There wasn't a stitch of makeup on her breathtaking face, revealing the natural beauty she was blessed with.
It was my all-time favorite picture of her. She looked like a supermodel in an ad campaign for her whiskey, but it was a candid, unposed shot.
She'd think I was crazy if she knew how many times I'd jacked off to a vision of her getting up from the image, walking up to me, and then dropping to her knees to suck me off.
She turned to me, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of apprehension. "So I guess I know how you found out my secret."
I kept quiet, not sure what to say.
"Did you have me followed?"
I shook my head as my hands came instinctively around her waist, pulling her toward me.
I leaned my forehead against hers and decided to give her the details. "I found out by accident. I didn't have you followed. One of my researchers was on vacation in India and decided to visit a local pub. He noticed a beautiful local woman that he couldn't keep his eyes off of and took a few pictures. It wasn't until later when he looked at them that he realized it was you. So he sent me one of the pictures." I gestured to the one on the wall. "I confirmed it was you and then noticed the bottle on the table."
"That picture was three years ago."
"Yes."
"How old is this club?"
"A little over two years."
"So you named the club after me."
It wasn't a question, but I responded anyway. "Yes."
A wicked look passed in her gaze and she lifted onto her toes, gripping me behind my head, and peered at me. "How long have you been in love with me?"
"Starlight." Her name came out rougher than I intended. How could I tell her that what I felt for her went beyond love? She wanted to know what she meant to me, but there were no words to describe it.
The flight over had convinced me I wouldn't be able to live without her. I'd give her the words if it meant she stayed, but the closer I got to Spain, I knew I wouldn't hold her to me, no matter what I said. All I could do was tell her what she meant to me and hope she accepted. Then I saw her dancing with that fucker, and all I could see was red.
Now here she was waiting for an answer, and I was tongue-tied.
"I don't think there was a time I haven'
t loved you," I said in a rush, feeling a bit dizzy.
Tears filled her green gaze. "Now was that so hard?"
She buried her face against my chest as her hands wrapped around my waist.
"You have no idea." I cradled her against me.
"Well, there’s a first time for everything."
I lifted her chin to look up at me. "You're telling me. I've never chased a woman before. You bring out a side of me that I never knew existed."
"Zack says I make you insane because you can't compartmentalize me. I like that."
"Zack talks too much," I muttered, but couldn't be angry with him since my Starlight was smiling at me. "I don't know where to go from here, Starlight."
"I suggest home."
"Where is home? Your family house? It belongs to you and Adrian, free and clear."
"No, it's a penthouse in the clouds that overlooks the Strip. There's a Master of Sin who lives there that I can't get enough of."
My fingers flexed. "Are you sure you want to go there? You may never get to leave. Plus, he’ll probably corrupt your innocence."
"Too late. I already belong to him. He owns me. And you know what?"
"What?"
"I own him."
I leaned down to kiss her. "That you do. That you do."
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The End
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MASTER OF GAMES
Read the next book in the Gods of Vegas Series.
May 8, 2019
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He was my obsession. Haunting my dreams, reminding me of my past.
He was the one whose heart I destroyed.
Pierce Lykaios was everything I could want: captivating, cunning, and controlled. He understood my darkest desires and took pleasure in feeding my every craving.
And when I walked back into his world, it was my fault for letting the first touch lead to a second. And a third. I shouldn't have let him reawaken my need.
Now I'm caught in his grasp with no hope of escape, unable to forget, unable to stop.
He says this time I won't leave him. I won't forget him. And I'm afraid he's right.
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Inspired by her years working in corporate America, Sienna loves to serve up stories woven around confident and successful women who know what they want and how to get it, both in – and out – of the bedroom.
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BOOKS BY SIENNA SNOW
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Master of Games (May 2019)
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Master of Secrets (September 2019)
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Table of Contents
Cover
Title Page
Contents
Gods of Vegas, Book 1
Copyright
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Note from the Author:
Master of Games
About the Author
Books by Sienna Snow
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