Thieves and Monsters (Three Fates Mafia, #1)

by Clio Evans

“Fuck. That was an expensive suit.” “I know,” I said, not even hiding my smirk. “I’ll buy you a new one, daddy.”

“Your problem, Minos. Go get your three million dollar pussy, bring her back here, and show her what will happen if I ever have to retrieve her.”

I was losing my mind. I mean, it was bound to happen eventually, right?

“You can’t hide your arousal from any of us, little thief. We’re monsters. We can smell you. And you’re like a bitch in heat around violence it seems.”

“Fuck you.” “Spread your legs.”

I hated demigods. Whenever I had a chance to kill one, I did. Jason, Theseus, Hercules, Perseus, and Orpheus. All cunts.

This torture was going to be awkward, but maybe they’d talk in the face of a massive hellish cock.

“I can’t believe you snuck out.” “I can’t believe you can take a cock that big down your throat.”

“Undress me, little thief,” he demanded. “We’re going to find out how much you can take. If you can suck me off better than I can suck off Damon, maybe I’ll let you brush your teeth after you swallow my cum.”

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

I started to tell him to fuck off, but before I could get the words out he cupped my face and surprised me with a kiss. Without realizing it, I was leaning into him with a groan. What was I supposed to do? He was too fucking pretty.

“That’s just the human version,” he chuckled. “You’re gonna break my fucking jaw.” “Not if you fucking relax.”

“Come on, little thief,” he whispered. “Do you even know how to suck a cock? Open up like a good girl, and I’ll reward you with some dignity.”

“Contract or not, I won’t force you.” Fuck. Contract or not, I did want this.

I wanted him. This mafia monster that had bought me. I needed him.

“You’re stunning,” he whispered. I felt stunning, I realized. No one had ever called me that. No one had ever looked at me the way he looked at me. Like he needed me. Like he wanted me.

“Everything about you reminds me that a beast can wo...

“You don’t understand. The worst monsters are not monsters. They’re humans. I’ve seen terrible things done by the hands of mortals. Things that no one should ever do.”

I was going to come. I was going to come on his tongue, straight into the mouth of a beast.

I had been about to let him take me. I had given myself over to him so easily, and all because he’d been a little bit nice.

“We were preoccupied,” Minos seethed. “Or have you forgotten about fucking me already?” We stared at each other, and then I gave him a cruel smile. “You’re forgettable almost all of the time, so perhaps.”

She was pretty. It was a shame. The Fates were cruel.

He grabbed my neck, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp for air. My pussy throbbed in response. Now is NOT THE FUCKING TIME,

But it all came rushing back, filling my entire body with the type of pain that was almost ethereal. It wasn’t my muscles and bones that were broken, it was my heart. My soul.

“This is a shock collar,” he informed me. “If you attempt to take it off, you will be shocked. If you attempt to leave this penthouse, you will be shocked. If you refuse to do anything I ask of you, you will be shocked. In the event that you try to use our contract against us, you will be shocked. You are my slave. I am your master. You belong to me for the next week,” he said. “I am the leader here, the boss. Everything that happens is because I have commanded it.”

“I don’t rape women. You’ll be begging me for it. You’ll beg for my cock to be inside your demigod cunt, and then you’ll beg for me to take your pathetic life.”

“You’ll be calling me Daddy before the week is up. Then maybe you’ll understand Minos a little more. I could break his jaw with my cock, and he’d thank me like a good boy.”

He believed I was one of them. It was absurd, insane, and honestly disrespectful. How could he think that?

I was so lost. So tired and lost.

The mashed potatoes were yummy, and the fried okra was crispy. I wasn't sure if this was the best, but I grew up in the Midwest, not the Underworld. Not that those two were much different from each other.

“Zeus, Hera, Athena, Ares, Hermes, Dionysus, Apollo, Aphrodite, Poseidon, Hades, and more. For centuries, they were allowed to have relationships with mortals, which sometimes resulted in children. Many of those children never lived to be adults. This world was cruel to them. We were cruel to them. Their blood taunted us, made us hunger for them. Made us hate them. Monsters and demigods, villains and heroes. Many of the tales are true and many are not. For one, they were certainly not as nice as the stories made them sound.”

“And monsters? Why are monsters and demigods running a mafia?”

GOOD FUCKING QUESTION

“I do want to eat you,” I said, stepping close to her. I cupped her jaw, forcing her face up so that she was looking at me. “I want to fill you. I want to breed your little cunt with my monster cock. I want to hear you scream while I knot you.”

“I want to be so deep inside you that I can feel your heart beating around my cock and both knots,” I purred. “That’s how I’m looking at you.”

maybe Damon was right—maybe I was under her control now. Maybe I liked it that way.

She tasted like Elysium,

The Fates had brought someone to me that was absolutely perfect.

“You won’t fit all the way,” she protested. “I know,” I said. “But I’m going to keep going until your body physically can’t take me. And then we’ll train this pretty asshole too so you can take it all.”

“Slap me again, princess.” She bit her lower lip as she began to ride me, still glaring at me. “No. You like it.” It was true, I did.

Three things happened next. One, I realized that I’d just found the mate I’d been searching for since I knew soul mates existed. Two, I now knew she was undoubtedly a demigod. And three, I felt a rush of power.

Mates, bonds, and Minos’ breeding kink. Three of my favorite things if it meant Damon murdered him instead of me.

“Go talk to him,” Aaecus said. “And I will stay with your whore.” “She’s not my whore,” Minos growled. “Nope, just your demigod mate,” Aaecus scoffed. “The one that has your cum dripping from her cunt, and gold blood dripping from your mating bite.”

Scratch all the sentiments I’d had about not being a murderer. All three of these men made me feel like I wanted to stab them.

“Don’t kill her. Please.” “No promises,”

“What were you saying, princess?” I had no clue. Every goddamn thought and worry had flown out the window.

“You could thank me for the orgasm,” Aaecus snarked. “Minos gave me more,” I quipped.

“You said you don’t care if I die.” “And?” “You also just gave me an orgasm.” He was a confusing motherfucker.

“We’re going to go save your boyfriend before his boyfriend murders him for disobeying, but if you disappear from my side at any point, this collar goes back on—and I’ll make sure to be the owner of the remote. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” I replied, smiling. He paused, letting out a low growl. “Don’t call me that unless you want my cock in your mouth, princess.”

“Am I princess now or still little thief?” “You're a little whore. Now, come on. Go put something on that will convince Damon...