Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
“Damn, that’s pretty.”
I covered my face with both hands, embarrassed. “Are you done?” I asked.
“Just let me watch a little more trickle out, sweets.”
Sucking in a sharp breath, I realized what he was doing. He’d said he wanted to see it, but that had been in the moment. I hadn’t really thought…oh my God.
“King…” I trailed off, not sure what to say.
“Yeah, sweets?” His tone was soft.
Just the sound of it made me feel warm and tingly all over again. My eyes flew back open, and I moved my hands from my face when I felt his finger slide over my opening. His complete focus was between my legs. The fascination in his gaze silenced anything I was about to say.
“Just let me play,” he whispered, not looking up at me while he ran his finger inside of me, then all around my sensitive flesh. “Damn, that’s nice.”
Snapping out of whatever this was, I closed my legs with his arm still between them. His eyes swung up to my face with a confused look. As if I had taken something away from him and he didn’t understand why.
“Stop it,” I told him.
A crooked grin touched his face. “But I was enjoying myself.”
I reached up and pushed his hand out of my legs. “I saw that, but I was the one lying there, exposed.”
“You’re not cleaning it up,” he said. “I want my cum in your panties.”
I laughed then as he took my hands and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “You have a dirty mouth,” I told him.
“And you like my dirty mouth. Especially between your legs.”
Before I could respond, King’s phone started ringing. He let out a heavy sigh and reached down to get his jeans and take it out.
“Yeah,” he said into the phone, putting it to his ear, then pointing at my panties on the floor and nodding for me to get them.
“We’re finishing up now,” he said, watching me as I put my panties back on.
“I know,” he all but growled into the phone, then ended the call.
“We have to make this quick,” he told me as he went to get my shorts. “Get dressed, sweets.”
• thirty-three •
“He’s got some feral shit in his eyes.”
King
“If you want to go back to your place, she can move into the house,” Sebastian said from the sofa in the lounge room in the stables.
He’d been back from Vegas for two hours, and he was already pissing me off.
“Yeah, King. You want to go home? I’m sure Rumor would love the guest room across from Sebastian’s,” Thatcher added as he poured himself another drink.
“Rumor and I will be staying upstairs,” I bit out.
Thatcher was trying to be an ass, but I knew Sebastian was serious. He meant well, but it still made me livid. She wasn’t available.
“So, you’re doing it then?” Sebastian asked me.
I glared at him, wondering why I had come down here. Oh yeah, because I’d told Rumor to take a bubble bath, and if I’d stayed up there, I’d have ended up fucking her again. It was starting to become harder and harder to keep my hands and dick off her. Fucking her raw earlier had been the most phenomenal mistake I had ever made in my life. I was going to want that. A lot. More than she could handle. Seeing my cum dripping out of her had fucked me up.
“Look at him, brother. Yes, he’s doing it,” Thatcher said, pointing his glass at me. “He’s got some feral shit in his eyes.”
“Stop,” I warned him. “This is off-limits.”
Sebastian frowned. “Are you…are you feeling things for her?”
Why was off-limits such a hard concept for these two? I didn’t know what I was feeling. I wanted to sink my dick in her over and over. I wanted to see her pussy full of my cum. I wanted to hear her make those noises she did when she was getting off. I cared about her. I didn’t want her hurt. But feelings like Sebastian was talking about? No. I didn’t feel that kind of thing. That kind of thing wasn’t something that was long-term. Sure, I believed people fell in love, but I also knew that time always stole that away. It never lasted.
I cared about Rumor enough not to ever put her through that. One day, she would find out I’d lied to her from the beginning, and she’d never forgive me. Anything more than fucking her would only lead her down a road of heartbreak. She’d had enough of that. I wanted her happy.
“I want her safe. That’s it. There are no feelings beyond that,” I told him.
“Except a hard dick,” Thatcher said.
The door swung open, and for a moment, my chest tightened as fear gripped me that it was Rumor. That she had heard me. Heard us. The sight of Storm and Wells had never been the massive relief that it was now. I let out a breath as they walked into the room with guests. Ruby, Fall, Moira, and Sedona. Fuck. I didn’t need this shit right now.