Page 177 of The Devil's Heir

"Ashlyn ate my dessert!"

"Ash… Was that a nice thing to do to your sister?" Jarek asks in his stern voice.

Ashlyn pouts and shakes her head.

"What do you say to your sister?"

"Sorry, Dev."

How he does it, I have no clue. Jarek has never shown an ounce of meanness to any of our children, yet they listen to him as though he has.

He kisses them both on the cheek and sets them down.

"I believe your nanny is waiting to give you two a bath. It's almost bedtime," he reminds them, and they run off in search of Gabby, their nanny.

Jarek walks over and squats down in front of me as I sit in my chair. "And how are you coming along? Guests will be arriving shortly."

"We still have an hour," I tell him.

"Oh? So, I have time to do this?"

He slips his hand under my robe and between my thighs. My legs are like the Red Sea, parting on his command. Fingers enter me, and I moan, dropping my head back.

"Jarek… We shouldn't."

"Maybe not, but you're going to take it like my good girl, aren't you."

"Mm-hmm…"

"That's right…" He pushes my robe aside, exposing my breast before taking it into his mouth.

It doesn't take him long to bring me to climax, and instead of getting me a washcloth to clean myself with, he dips his head and uses his tongue. Spreading my legs wider, Jarek laps at my slick folds, almost making me orgasm again.

"No more until later, Mrs. Falcon," he teases as he pulls away.

I groan.

"You big meanie…" I joke.

"Hey, at least you had yours; look what I have to deal with." He grabs my hand and places it over his hardness.

"Good. You're the one who started it. Perhaps I won't be able to help you out later. I'll just get myself off." I turn, fix my robe, and start working on my makeup.

Jarek grabs my hair and forces my head to turn. "You will spread your legs for me later, and I will fuck you until you're full of my seed. Your cunt loves the nutrients I give it." He lessens the grip on my hair and rubs at my stomach before nibbling on my neck.

"Just because she's a needy slut doesn't mean I am," I breathe out softly.

Just a simple touch from Jarek gets my libido working overtime.

If I didn't know any better, I'd swear he was some kind of witch—someone with power, someone who could bend me to his will. But then again, isn't that the Devil's domain? Yes… I believe it is. And after all these years, I no longer have any doubt—Jarek Falcon isn't just dangerous. Heisthe Devil.

Jarek got everything he ever wanted—me. I, on the other hand, fought for my freedom and lost. Or maybe I didn't. Because with Jarek, I found love and a family, but most of all, I've never felt so free, and I owe it all to the Devil himself.

Jarek

"So, how's it feel being the head of the Lonzo family now?" I ask my best friend.

Lonzo stepped down a month ago, finally giving power to his son and my top capo. Joey is now my underboss, and I couldn't have picked a better guy for the job. Joey's had my back for years, and the only one I trust more than him is my wife.