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"This series just keeps getting better and better and you can’t help but fall deeper and deeper for Aurei and Siri. I think this is my favorite book of this series so far. You get to see so much Love and Boom between these two that you can’t help but to smile and swoon while you read."
~ by Mindy
"There were so many “jaw dropping” moments in this which both had me squealing with joy and screaming OMG No!!!"
~ by Laney DS - Fictionalbookboyfriend
"Omg, I was surprised at some of the events that happened in this story. I had my heart in my throat at some parts. I didn't see it coming and was on the edge of my seat. Once again a great segment in this series."
~ by Queensgoth
Also by Jessika Klide
Siri’s Heart Book Series
Hard-Core, #1, The Prequel
Seary, #2, The Prologue
Moore, #3, The Beginning
Wild Thang, #4
Aurelius, #5
Ruthless, #6
Asshole, #7
Kitten Thang, #8
Maximus, #9
Angel Thang, #10
The Bastard Son of Thor, #11
Seary’s Finale, #12
Standalones
Donut Dilemma
I Hope You Dance
SAM, I AM
Holiday Novellas
Zane, A Scrooged Christmas
The Bastard Son of Thor
#11
Jessika Klide
Edited by
Maria Clark
Copyright © 2017 Jessika Klide, LLC
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, events and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, named features, artists and bands are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used for reference and without permission. The publication / use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used.
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May you live a life
other people only dream of!
Jessika Klide
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Seary’s Finale
About the Author
Everyone has secrets
Chapter One
Maximus Aurelius Moore:
Bart's jet touches down on the runway at McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas, and I watch her drumming her fingers on the armrest. I chuckle as I lean over and unbuckle her seatbelt. "Wild Thang, you look like you want to bolt to run free."
Siri looks up into my eyes, and I see the truth in her smile. She does. "I can’t wait! It’s been fucking forever!" She tells me, then looks out the window.
Her hair is curly today. Natural. Full. I like it this way. She owns her wildness like no one I’ve ever known. I reach up and push it off her shoulder. She tilts her head and exposes her jugular to me. Mmmm. She knows me so well. I lay my lips on it and feel the throbbing of her life from her adrenaline rush. Puckering, I suck lightly. I feel her smile, and her happiness gives me one too, then I bury my nose in her hair and inhale. She smells so delicious. It’s some Victoria’s Secret scent. I think she called it Pure Seduction, but it’s pure Siri.
The jet rolls to a stop and she shifts in her seat. I lean back as she slides to the edge and bats those beautiful crystal green eyes at me. I rest my hand on her leg thankful I’m in the aisle seat, and she is trapped behind me. Otherwise, she might bolt for the door. "We agreed to wait until everyone has been handed off to the tour guide." I remind her.
"I know." She twinkles at me, then she drags her teeth across her bottom lip, making me smile. She doesn’t know she does that. It’s so fucking sexy too. My mind sees her laying on the bed. Tits dangling. Feet in the air crossed at the ankles. Watching me while I push my pants down and step out of them. My cock standing at attention wanting her lips curled around it. Then watching her bite her lip and drag her teeth like that because she is impatient for me to thrust my cock down her throat. Fuck! I cut my eyes away from her, trying to break the spell. My cock is hard as hell now. I sigh. When I look back at her, she is smirking at me. "But it’s hard."
I smirk too at her innuendo. "You are such a naughty tease."
"What?" She grins, feigning innocence. Then the airplane door opens, and a young man dressed in a tuxedo boards the plane, followed by two girls in string bikinis and flamingo feathers. Only in Vegas. The tour guide we hired to entertain, aka babysit, the Alabama crew who flew with us for Steve and Gaby’s bachelor party, raises his hands in the air and silence falls, except for a couple of bonafide "Yeehaws."
I hear Siri. "Pssst. Red!"
The tall redhead cuts her eyes at me, gives me a quick once over then spots Siri wedged behind me. She breaks into a huge ear-splitting grin and breaks protocol to wave.
"You look fantastic!" Siri whispers loud enough she can hear her, but not loud enough to distract anyone as the tour guide introduces himself as Rod and tells everyone their luggage will be delivered to Caesars Palace.
"You look so happy! Welcome home." Red whispers back while Rod begins his lecture on staying safe in Sin City. "We’re throwing you a massive welcome home party." She winks at her, "but don’t tell them I told you. It’s supposed to be a surprise." She cuts her eyes at the other dancer. "Layla! Don’t you dare tell, I told either."
Layla smiles, shakes her head and mouths. "Secrets. Everyone has secrets."
Siri giggles and says. "Some of us are better at hiding them."
The girls laugh together, and Rod tells the crew. "We will be waiting for you in the terminal with Champagne." He turns around. Red and Layla spin away and leave the plane. Immediately the Alabama crew bursts into chatter as they rise eager to get the party started.
I feel a hand on my shoulder. It’s Gaby. "Aurei, Siri." She says. "I don’t know what to say."
I stand, and she gives me a tight hug. Steve leans in to shake Siri’s hand. "You guys are unbelievable." He tells her.
"We want your bachelor party to be unforgettable." She tells him.
When he stands back up, Gaby sits saying. "Siri, you are unbelievably sweet for doing this for us. Thank you again."
Steve pumps my hand. "Aurei. Bro. I don’t know what to say."
I tell him laughing. "I don’t either. This is all on Siri."
Gaby holds her arms out, and I watch my girl hugging my best friend’s girl. "Life is good," I tell Steve.
Siri pats Gaby’s back, and I hear her whispering. "Now no tears! This is a time for celebration."
Gaby laughs and wipes them away, then stands.
I watch as my little sexpot takes charge from her window seat. "My turf. My rules."
Gaby hooks Steve’s arm. He is focused on Siri like she’s the preacher in church. I can’t help but smirk, enjoying the hell out of this.
"Rule #1: no touching ... me." She points to her chest, then she pauses and looks at me.
He cuts his eyes at me, and I tilt my head for emphasis. "She’s bossy. You better listen up." I look down at her, and I swear her eyes are dancing. That mischievous twinkle I know means trickery, makes me chuckle and I give her a wink.
She holds up two fingers. "Rule #2." She pauses again. "Just kidding! There aren’t any more rules. Relax. Gamble. Sightsee. Take in some shows. Enjoy yourselves. We’ll meet back up for the bachelor party. You’re in fucking Vegas! What happens in Vegas...."
Gaby bursts into giggles. "Stays in Vegas."
I pat Steve on the back. "Get out of here, you two. Time’s a wastin'."
I sit back down and peck my girl on her sweet puckered lips. "You are the sweetest one," I tell her.
We hear Steve shout from the door. "Vegas Bay-bay!"
Siri giggles, then looks over my shoulder and grins.
Scarlet’s voice asks. "What Blackjack dealer do you recommend?"
"Rebecca," I answer first. Grinning, I turn to tell Scarlet. "Rebecca. Table 56 in Been Jammin’."
"Rebecca, here we come!" She nods and turns to face Paul. He pats my shoulder as he walks past, but doesn’t take his eyes off her.
"I’m feelin’ lucky!" She tells him as she takes his hands, walking backward to the door, and puts them to her tits. "Feel me Baby. Don’t I feel lucky to you?"
"Sin City Baby! OUI!" We hear him shout in the tunnel.
"Fucking Zombie!" I call him, and Siri laughs out loud.
As we watch the rest of the crew unload, she says. "That’s an excited bunch of rednecks we’ve unleashed on the strip."
"Yes. I do believe they will not sleep for the next 72 hours. Let’s just pray we don’t have a real life 'Hangover' scenario to deal with."
"Sweet Zeus! Don’t jinx them!" She swats my arm, then after a few seconds, she snuggles her tits against it
She bats her eyes at me. She is such a tease. "Rebecca, huh?"
"Yep." I look away, as a half-smile slides on.
"Table 56, huh?"
"Mmmhmm." I chuckle. "We became pretty tight while I was waiting to hookup with you."
"Really?"
"Yep.... pretty tight." I hold my hand up and cross my fingers.
"Not too tight." She laughs. "I know Rebecca, and she wouldn’t risk getting fired."
"Fired?"
"If Monty got wind she was getting too 'tight’ with a customer." She crosses her fingers and shakes them at me. "He would show up at her table and raise all kinds of hell."
I frown. "Monty is her boss?"
She laughs. "No. Monty isn’t her boss. Monty is her master."
I frown. "I’m confused!"
She laughs. "Years ago, Rebecca was the center of a love triangle between Monty and another biker dude. There was a brawl outside the dressing room right before JLo took the stage to perform. Rebecca was so shaken up; she couldn’t go on."
"Oh."
"Yeah. She almost got fired over it."
"But...." I know there is more to it than that. "She didn’t because...." I open my hand, and hers moves to join it. I love the way her hand slips without conscious thought into mine. I pull it to my lips.
"No. She didn’t. Brutus threw them out, and I danced in her place."
"So, you saved her job?"
She looks so sincerely at me. "Sort of. I couldn’t save her dancing gig, but I talked Cat into moving her to the Blackjack table."
What a giant heart she has. "You are some kind of special, Siri Wright."
She laughs. "Naw, but good girls shouldn’t be punished because men lose their shit over them, you know?"
I laugh out loud at that truth.
"So exactly how tight were you two?" She teases me.
"Apparently not as tight as I thought, but I did gamble a lot with her while I was waiting for my date with you."
"Your date with me?" She twinkles at me.
"Yeah. My date with you." I grin and stand, pulling her to her feet. "It was Valentine’s Day, and she helped me prepare this awesome romantic evening for you."
"Mmmm. Now my curiosity is up." Fingers interlocked, she follows me out. "More on that later."
She stops to thank the airline crew. Watching her flirt with everyone, making them all laugh and fall in love with her, I know stardom comes as natural to her as breathing. I’m one helluva lucky man to have her by my side.
Chapter Two
Siri Wright:
We walk in silence through the tunnel. Aurei leading the way, controlling the speed, but it’s too slow for me. I put my hands on his ass and push him faster. "You’re going too slow."
He braces, pushing back and side steps in front of me, blocking my attempts to pass him. "Ugh!" I tell him frustrated, and he chuckles.
When we enter the airport terminal, I dance past him, throw my arms in the air, spinning around and around. "I’m so excited to be home! Vegas! Ah! There is no place like it in the entire world!" I hear him laughing at my antics, and when I stop, he simply holds his hand out to me. I look at that gorgeous golden hand and realize I'm the luckiest girl in the world. I'm home with my hero! I give him my hand obediently, and he gives me his beautiful smile. My heart fills with love for him, and I tell him. "Aurelius Moore, I love you so much." Then my eyes twinkle at him, and he smirks.
"But...."
"But hurry up!" I back away, pulling him, grinning, curling the fingers with my other hand. "Come on! Let's go!"
He gives me that sexy head nod of acknowledgment and lets me pull him out into the congested bay area. "You better look where you are going."
I laugh. "I can find my way to the train blindfolded."
He laughs and says. "Trust me. You need to look." His eyes are focused on something overhead.
I giggle and twirl around, then stop, stunned. I crush his fingers between mine, then I release his hand and put both mine to my heart. It’s racing, beating fast and loud, drowning out all sound by its rhythmic pounding in my ears. Boom boom, boom boom. My knees lock in shock. My breath is lost in time and space.
Aurei gently rests his hands on my shoulders, stroking my skin with his thumbs, steadying me through the fog. Ready to catch me if I faint. He leans down and whispers in my ear. "Breathe, Baby. Don’t forget to breathe."
As I stare at the banner running across the billboard on the marque sign overhead, I open my mouth and suck air in, and let it fall out, then suck air and let it fall, then again.
I hear a soft, caressing. "Good girl."
I see a picture of my face. Not my masked Surreal face, or my Seary Diva Dancer’s face, but my IMDb profile picture. The young, sweet, innocent Alabama girl who came to Vegas. The real me. In a trance, I read the flashing words.
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A NEW Cirque Du Soleil Show
Whitney Houston, I Will Always Love You!
Featuring One of Our Own
Siri Wright
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for more information.
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I see Aurei out of the corner of my eye in creep mode with his phone pointed at me, filming my reaction, circling around. I hear him again say to me. "Good girl. Don’t forget to breathe."
The advertisement disappears, and another slides in to take its place. The spell is broken. The speed of time catches up. The rush of noise hits me, and the vibration from it jars me back to my senses. I feel the smile that shines like a beam, radiating from me and I turn it on him. Starting in my toes and spreading as fast as lightning throughout my body, the dancer inside comes alive and I start to jump up and down, squealing like a little girl!
"Eek!" I throw my hands up and dance around in circles. When I finally stop twirling around, my eyes hunt the man who has made all this possible. His gorgeous green gaze locks and holds mine. I almost explode from the joy of the moment, then I bolt. He holds his arms open wide and braces for impact. I launch myself at him. "Oh My Fucking Golden God!" I sail through the air and hit him square in the chest. My arms and legs wrap themselves around him, and I bury my face in his neck, giggling like a mad woman!
He catches me without so much as a flinch and laughs in my ear. "Shit just got real, didn’t it, Baby Thang?"
"Holy Fucking Hades! Maximus Aurelius Moore! It’s really gonna happen!" I pull away, putting his face between my hands and putting my nose on his.
"Yes. It’s real." He pinches my ass hard. "You’re not dreaming."
I throw my head back and squeal. "OUI!" Then I rain down playful slaps on his shoulders, squirming and wiggling in this arms. "This is so dope! Sweet Zeus! Father of the Fucking Gods! My insides are pure shaking." I cinch myself to him with my legs and bury my face in his neck.
He puts his strong arms around me and cradles my ass, simply holding me while I absorb it all.
I tell his neck. "I love you so fucking much right now, Aurelius Moore!"
I feel his arms flex and then squeeze me tight. He tells my hair. "Look at me." I lift my eyes to look into his. I melt as he leans to kiss my forehead. His lips purse into a perfect heart shape, and my eyes travel up his straight nose to look into his hooded eyes. Not hooded with sexual desire, but with passion. The kind of passion that knows no bounds. This man would do anything for me. "I love you too, Siri Wright!" I close my eyes as his lips land on the bridge of my nose and linger there. His breath blows on my face. The smell is sweet. I inhale deeply, and my breath syncs with his. "That’s better." He whispers. I open my eyes to his knowing smile, and he releases me.
