Beast's Demands (Crude Hill High 3)

“What I’m offering you, Ashley, is what most women would kill for. Do you have any idea how many women would love to have my attention? My devotion?”

“Then go to them. I don’t want anything to do with you. If there are so many other women, take them. I’m not important.”

I closed the distance between us, and she quickly shrank back against the wall, almost as if she hoped it could hide her.

So sweet.

I took one of her hands, then the other, pressing them against the wall, holding her in place.

“Let me go.”

“No.”

I moved my body against hers so she’d feel it. I was aroused. My rock-hard cock pressed against her stomach and she released a little moan. With the sounds she made, I already wanted to take her cherry, but I was a patient man. Today wasn’t that day, no matter how hungry I was for it.

Pressing my face against her neck, I breathed her in. She needed a shower, but there was something hypnotic about Ashley. I craved her. From the first moment I saw her, and not just when she’d moved in with Emily, before then. Seven long years ago at a party. I’d gone to see Emily, but this brunette had captured my attention.

Emily was beautiful, no doubt about it.

Ashley was ravishing. Her dark-brown locks and tender eyes. An air of sweetness and innocence clung to her. She was the epitome of virginal. Emily was innocent by necessity. The first opportunity she’d bedded her men, and that had ended it. Ashley didn’t care about other men. I’d seen how she treats them. They weren’t important to her. Life, living, food, happiness, joy. Those were the kind of experiences Ashley searched for.

She went in and out of people’s lives, but no one seemed to really see her or know her. To many, she wasn’t important.

The only person to ever show any signs of giving a shit about her was Emily. It was why that woman still fucking breathed. She made Ashley smile. There was no way I could justify killing her and leaving Ashley with no one. Not until I was ready.

“Is this what you want? To take me by force?”

I smiled. “You know, a lot of men would have slapped you around. Put that mouth to good work.”

She tilted her head back. “You’re not like other men.”

“No, I’m not. Keep testing me, Ashley. You’ll push to the point you’ll lose. You don’t want to make an enemy out of me.”

I let her feel my dick some more. Damn, all I really wanted to do was slide deep inside her cunt. To feel her cherry pop beneath my touch. The enjoyment came in the chase.

Stepping back from her took all of my control, but I did it, even though I wanted to do much more.

“Shower, Ashley. You stink.” I stepped away out of the room and flicked the lock back into place.

My yacht was luxurious with beautiful en-suite bathrooms. Ashley was about to enter a world she’d only ever caught glimpses of.

Once I was back on deck, one of the women come toward me, carrying a fresh glass of water. I took the glass, sipping at the cold water and ignoring her stare which begged to be fucked.

The women who surrounded me were all loyal and subservient. They’d shown no wish to leave, nor did they want to go back to a life of misery.

Sipping at my drink, I hummed my approval.

The sun was hot. My dick was hard. My little virgin was below deck, taking a shower. Her curvy body beneath the spray, or did she decide to take a bath? Either way, the thought of her naked made me hot.

Pulling out my cell phone, I didn’t have to use my imagination at all. I clicked into the security cameras, and sure enough, there was my ripe peach ready to be plucked. She was in the en-suite, her long brown hair finally down, and she even let out a little moan. Bubbles filled the tub, hiding her body from me, but that was okay.

Soon enough, Ashley would never hide from me. I was going to know all of her secrets, work her body until she was weak and desperate only for me.

I finished my drink and watched her as she bathed. This wasn’t the first time I’d gotten this close, and it wouldn’t be the last.

Chapter Two

I was bored.

I wasn’t used to this feeling.

Working, experimenting, having girl time with Emily, it took up a lot of time, and I loved it like that.

Sitting in a cabin on a boat was the most boring thing of all.

I’d bathed twice. Slept for what felt like hours. Done nothing.

I was starving.

Time was just that. Going by.

At some point, I ended up at the bottom of the bed with my head hanging over the end, waiting. My thoughts went to Emily. If she was with the Monsters, then that meant she was happy. I’d seen how miserable she’d gotten without them. Four men, all of them completely devoted to her.