Devils: Cutthroat 99 MC

by Evelyn Glass

  Trevor thanked everyone and, as gameplay resumed, he spent his time burning up his cell as he called in every favor he had getting additional cameras into Vegas as fast as possible.

  ***

  “Dr. Hench?” Shayna said as she answered her phone, rolling her eyes at Beast. They were enjoying a quiet dinner during a break in the tournament, and the last thing she wanted to do was to talk to her professor.

  “Shayna! I hope I’m not interrupting,” Steve said, his voice slightly slurred.

  “I’m having dinner.”

  “This won’t take long. There’s a problem with your transcript. I need you to stop by my office tomorrow so we can discuss the problem.”

  Shayna felt a chill pass over her. “What kind of problem?”

  “Oh, nothing that a little sit down can’t resolve. I’m sure we can work the problem out.”

  “Dr. Hench,” Shayna said, her voice becoming cool. “I have to work tomorrow. You have already graded my final and given me a copy of my transcript. What can possibly be the problem, and why can’t we work it out over the phone?”

  “Shayna,” Steve said, his voice dripping with goodwill, “I don’t think you appreciate the seriousness of this. The copy of the transcript you have is just that: a copy. It’s not the official school transcript. I can’t submit your final grade until we get a couple of things cleared up. It shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours.”

  “And we can clear this up only in person? Did I miss a…special assignment? You’re giving me another chance?”

  “Yes, that’s it exactly.”

  “And if I don’t complete this assignment, I assume it will negatively impact my grade?”

  “Well said. When should I expect you?”

  “Stephan…” she purred. “I had no idea. Can I tell you something first?” she asked, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper.

  “What?” he asked, his eagerness clear in his voice.

  “Fuck you!” she said loudly enough to cause people in the restaurant to turn and look. “If you ever contact me again I’ll report you to the ethics board and have your license revoked. I think Western University will be interested in knowing one of their professors is soliciting students for sex in exchange for grades, don’t you?”

  “I never said that!”

  “No? I’m having dinner with a friend in a crowded restaurant, and you’re on speaker. Lots of people heard every word we’ve said. Am I mistaken? Weren’t you threatening to hold my transcript until I completed a special assignment?”

  “No!”

  “So is there a problem with my transcript or not? Did I miss an assignment or not? And tell me, Professor Hench, what assignment did I missed?”

  There was a long pause. “I’m sorry, Shayna. It appears I have you mixed up with another student. My apologies.”

  “What was that all about?” Beast asked as Shayna pulled her phone from her ear.

  “My professor is being a dick. He was threatening to hold up my transcript unless I completed a special assignment for him. I can’t believe I ever had the hots for that slimy bastard.”

  Beast sucked on his teeth a moment. “I can guess the assignment. Do I need to pay this Hench asshole a visit?”

  “Not tonight. You heard what I said. I think that scared him enough to leave me alone and stop trying to screw me over. After I get my transcript, I’m reporting his ass anyway, the prick. I wish I had put him on speaker so you could have heard him. That way it won’t be my word against his, but maybe my reporting him will be enough to prevent him from doing this shit again to someone else.”

  “I assume he made a pass at you before?”

  “Yeah, sort of. I hoped I misread what he was doing, but obviously I hadn’t. I wonder how long he’s been doing shit like this? He doesn’t have a reputation of being someone you have to watch out for.”

  He looked at her as he thought. “You don’t suppose he was the one who tried to grab you, do you?”

  She giggled. “No. He’s too much of a weasel to do something that bold.”

  Beast grunted and looked at his phone. “We need to hurry. The tournament starts again in fifteen minutes.”

  ***

  It was almost midnight before tournament was down to fifty players. Beast had played tight and aggressive poker the rest of the night, and Shayna’s table knocks appeared to have given him a bit of magic. From eight p.m. on, he could do no wrong, the cards running in his favor. By the time the final player of the night had been eliminated, Beast had wiped out five players from his tables, the most for any player that night. It was clear that the cream was rising to the top and Beast, sitting in the fifth spot, was going to be one of the players to beat.

  Once his chips had been banked for the evening, they make a quick stop at casino security where he retrieved his weapon and holster. After tucking it out of sight under his shirt he guided her to the suite elevator by the elbow as he watched for someone paying a little too much attention to their movements.

  “What’s the matter?” he asked as opened the door to their suite, doing a quick visual check of the room before stepping inside.

  “Nothing,” she snapped.

  “Well something is bothering you,” he said as he walked into the bedroom, pulled his weapon and holster, and placed them on the night table so it would be in easy reach if he needed it.

  “It’s nothing. That thing with Dr. Hench just pisses me off. As if I don’t have enough shit to deal with already, he has to pile on.”

  “You sure you don’t want me to pay him a visit?” He noticed that she looked at him strangely. “I won’t touch him, I promise. We’ll just have a friendly conversation about how much he won’t like it if I have to come back.”

  “No. At least not yet.” She smiled at him. “I have something else for you to do,” she said as she began to slither out of her hostess uniform.

  “What’s that?” he asked as he followed her lead and began to undress.

  “All this…shit…has me wound so tight I’m about to snap,” she said as she allowed her uniform to fall to the floor.

  “And?” he asked as he stepped out of his pants.

  “And…I hope you can think of some way to relax me,” she cooed as she curled her pointer finger at him, calling him to her.

  He sauntered around the bed, flipping the lights off as he did, a smile on his face that made her tingle in anticipation. She oozed into his arms, the feel of his manhood pressed into her stomach as he kissed her, filling her with delicious anticipation. He broke the kiss and began to kiss down her body as he gently nudged her toward the bed, but she had other ideas. Every time they’d made love he’d rocked her back on her heels, controlling her in the most delightful ways possible. But tonight, she was going to take charge.

  She resisted his attempt to steer her to the bed, pulling back and dropping to her knees in front of him. She fellated him before but it had always been after he’d ravaged her. He knew she was skilled at pleasing a man with her mouth, but tonight she was more intense, her fingers biting into his ass as she pulled him deep into her mouth. She held him deep a moment before pulling back and battering the head of his cock with her tongue, the sensations so intense that he felt as if his body was alive with electricity.

  When he placed his hands on the back of her head as he hissed then moaned, she knew she had him. She smiled as she continued to work him over, her tongue and lips softly caressing his cock one moment, battering him with hard and fast flicks the next. He grunted softly, pulling her head more firmly forward, forcing himself deeper into her mouth. He wasn’t hurting her and she could easily overpower his gentle pull, but knowing that she was finally doing to him what he’d been doing to her excited her and made her feel powerful and in control. She glanced to her right, the glitter of the Vegas lights visible through the wall of glass the only light in the suite.

  He grunted again, fighting against the torrent of pleasure as her lips gripped his manhood tight. He flung
his head back, eyes closed, holding her head as she slowly traveled the length of him, paused, then slowly drew back. “Fuck!” he growled.

  “You like that,” she purred as she slowly kissed her way down his cock, before covering his balls in warm, wet, kisses while leisurely stroking his saliva-slickened cock.

  “Yes…” he hissed, then barked out a sharp gasp of pleasure as she plunged down him once again, taking him all the way inside as her fingernails dragged softly across his balls.

  His testicles were beginning to retract into his body so she increased the pressure on him, forcing him deep into her mouth as her tongue darted and slithered. She pulled back to lash the head and catch her breath and then plunged down once more. He began to grunt, his hips jerking as he held her, before erupting into her mouth.

  “Fuck,” he snarled softly as he lost his battle with pleasure.

  She allowed him to enjoy his release, swallowing his ejaculate as she purred and moaned, as if he tasted of the finest chocolate. She continued to tease him with her tongue and lips, kissing and sucking, making his hips lunge buck as he hissed and growled.

  He slowly returned to himself as she continued to kiss and lick, panting from the force of his orgasm. He hauled her to her feet, kissing her furiously, not caring that her tongue was still coated in his come. After such a hard orgasm he was going to need a moment to recover. He pulled back from the kiss and shoved her roughly toward the window.

  “My turn,” he growled as he sat in front of her and pinned her to the glass with a hand between her breasts, then draped one leg over his shoulder to open her to his kisses. He began to probe, slowly at first, but as her leg slowly tightened across his back and her hand slid behind his head to pull him more strongly into her most intimate area, he began to probe more firmly, knowing she liked hard steady pressure over fast flicks.

  She held him to her as his tongue pressed in, his firm kiss making her crackle with erotic energy. She’d had other lovers eat her out, but none came close to pleasing her like Beast could, his slow hard licks and firm steady press on her button so unlike any lover before him. He’d discovered what wound her tight, something she hadn’t known herself, and he was using it to simply destroy her.

  He continued to probe, his tongue moving unhurriedly but never still, smiling to himself as he felt her gradually tightening up as pleasure began to overwhelm her. Her soft gasps and sighs and the slow erotic thrusts of her hips told of her need as his blood ran fast and hot, his heart thudding in his chest like a drum.

  “Oh, God,” she breathed as her orgasm began to spool up. “You’re going to make me come,” she whispered, his tongue pressing in hard as he slowly massaged her clit, one hand on her ass, the other firmly holding her leg over his shoulder as he drove her mad with sweet torment.

  Her soft pants and moans as he pleased her had restored him to full, throbbing, hardness, but he was taking his time, enjoying the sounds of her pleasure. He’d have her, but first he was going to give her withering orgasm.

  She pulled his head hard into her pussy as her orgasm rolled over her, burning through her as she shuddered softly, groaning low and deep in her chest as she bent at the waist, struggling to keep her feet, her battle to control her body multiplying the pleasure.

  “Stop! Please stop!” she begged, feeling like she was going to fall as her orgasm stole her strength.

  He held her, kissing her thigh and stomach until her orgasm poured out of her, leaving her floating in the backwash of her rapture. She stood panting a moment, still bent at the waist, certain she’d fall if not for his strong, steady hands.

  He held her, still gently kissing her stomach as she slowly recovered. He’d been with a lot of beautiful and sexy women, but none could turn him on like Shayna. He wanted to make love to her over and over until they were spent, exhausted and unable to continue. As she began to straighten he slid her leg from his shoulder and clambered to his feet before turning her and pressing her against the glass.

  The glass was still warm from the desert heat as he leaned in and flattened her against the clear wall. She was still recovering from her previous orgasm as he entered her with a slow press, his groan of pleasure the sexiest sound she’d ever heard. He began to move, slowly at first, pulling slowly back before pushing back in with a long slow thrust. He paused to adjust her legs and pressed her even harder into the window, holding her hips with his left hand, intertwining the fingers of his right with hers as he held her against the wall.

  After many minutes of slow fucking he could no longer contain his desires. With a soft moan, he began to move faster, pounding into her as his passion claimed him. He leaned over her back to kiss her neck hard as the glass rumbled like distant thunder from their movement and his hand slid from her hip to press into her clit with a finger, slowly massaging her button as he drove into her hard and fast.

  She gasped as they fucked, the pleasure of Beast inside of her almost more than she could bear. She was powerless, trapped against the glass wall as the lights of Vegas spread out like stars before her. She looked down as she began to be overwhelmed with pleasure, and she could see the street below, people coming and going in the bright lights of the casino. Her arms and breasts flattened against the window, they could watch as Beast fucked her just above their heads, if only they knew where to look. The thought of having someone watching as they fucked sent her passions spiraling. She was helpless, trapped against the glass, unable to move as Beast’s cock plunged into her furiously. If the people below were to only look up, they could see the see the ecstasy on her face as he fucked her.

  “Fuck!” she cried long and loud as her climax swept over her. Her legs buckled in pleasure as Beast pressed her even harder into the wall, growling low and deep in his chest as he continued to pound into her, driving her orgasm on and on.

  Taking Shayna against the glass, ignoring the risk of being seen, was, perhaps, the single most exciting thing he had ever done. Having her bucking and writhing against the window, the fingers of her right hand gripping his with crushing tightness as she fought through her rapture, sent him over the edge.

  He leaned in even harder, his cock slipping from within her as he completely flattened her against the glass. He grunted, slow and deep, as he came, his essence splashing on the inside of her legs as he trapped his hand between her womanhood and the glass. The sudden flair of pleasure as his hand pressed in caused her to tumble into another, though less intense, orgasm as he ground his hips into hers.

  “Fuck,” he breathed as he relaxed. “That was intense.”

  She only nodded, rubbing her cheek against the warm glass, still feeling weak and strung out. She’d never come twice so quickly before and she felt drained.

  He pulled her away from the clear wall, smiling at the woman shaped smear on the window and the white translucent liquid slowly oozing down the glass. I’ll have to clean that up before housekeeping arrives, he said to himself

  “We’re going to have to stop,” she breathed as strength began to return to her legs.

  He felt a cold rush. “Stop?”

  She smiled and slowly turned, bringing her lips to his. They kissed slowly, intimately, before she pulled back with a sigh. “Yeah. If my orgasms keep getting harder, you’re going to give me a hypertensive crisis.” When he looked at her oddly, she smiled. “A stroke. You make me come so hard. Just when I think I can’t come harder, I do.”

  He pulled her down to the bed, pulling her in snug. “Is that a bad thing?” he teased her quietly.

  “How would you like me if I talked like this,” she responded, pulling one side of her face down with her fingers and severely slurring her words. She smiled at him again, then scooted up onto his chest and settled on him and brought her lips close. “Bet you can’t do that again.”

  He smiled up at her as he placed a hand behind her head and drew her lips to his.

  CHAPTER TEN

  While Shayna showered, Beast wiped the glass with his damp towel then stepped ba
ck and examined his handy-work. It wasn’t perfect, but most of the smear was gone, and what was left was just a faint haze that didn’t announce what had happened.

  Breakfast was waiting for her when she emerged from the bath, dressed and ready for the day. “What are we doing today?” she asked as she poured a cup of coffee.

  “I thought we would ride out and see Harley. I have another shirt for him. Between this tournament and all this other shit, I need to get out of this nuthouse for a while.”

  Shayna smiled. “I’d like that.” She picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Martin? This is Shayna Shephard. Conor and I are going to visit a vet clinic this morning.” Beast continued to eat as Shayna talked. “Lowerence Veterinary Clinic. I don’t know. You can ask him when you get there, but if he says no, I think you should respect that. Okay. See you there.”