Thieves and Monsters (Three Fates Mafia, #1)

by Clio Evans

“I’ll put on some clothes⁠—” “Did I say you could?” He couldn’t be serious. “I’m not leaving here naked,” I whispered. “Yes, you are,” he said. “We’ll give you clothes when you earn them. You’re going to come as I want—naked and owned by the Three Fates Mafia.”

“That’s okay, baby,” he said. “You can hate me and still take my cock like a good girl.”

“I’m sure our different tastes might feed off each other well, if we wanted.” Damon nodded, his eyes narrowing. “What about Minos?” “He’s a slut.”

I thought back to earlier, back to Hermes. That bastard had taken my fucking cash. If I ever saw my father again, I was going to kick him in the nuts.

“You’re not a whore to me,” he grunted. “You’re mine, Ashley. I’m going to fuck you,” -thrust- “mate you,” -thrust- “breed you,” -thrust- “worship you.”

“Now shut the fuck up and take that monster dick like a good girl.”

That’s a fun one

“Well. How about you pick out the ring and I go murder the cunts that shot at our future wife?” Aaecus asked. “And Minos stays home with her.” “Like a good malewife,” Minos teased.

“I bought her flowers.” He threw out his hand, gesturing to a bouquet of roses resting on a chair in the corner of the room. “I bought her flowers after I gutted ten men for trying to attack her. I should have bought white ones so I could turn them red with their blood, but I decided she might not find that quite as romantic as I did. I’ve got it bad, Minos.”