Wild Pitch (Daytona Fury, #1)

by C.L. Rose

“I’m going to call you Mayhem. Because that’s exactly what you look like down there. Chaos. Trouble. Like a riot I know I should run from, but I can’t fucking look away.”

“Your pussy is a drooling mess for me, Mayhem. It doesn’t matter if you like me. She does.”

“Shut the fuck up and take this cunt like a good boy.” Gone. Dead. Good-fucking-bye.

“You’ll submit to me and let me take what I need in this room. But out there, in the world? You’re my fucking queen. I’ll fall at your feet and give you everything. You’ll never have to question how loved you are, because I’ll remind you every day that you own me.”