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So many fucking secrets…
Yet each time I kiss these men, I want to dive into their lives. To pick little qualities and decipher them. To uncover what contributed to their rise or discover who dares wish to see them fall.
It makes me want to protect them.
That’s a dangerous influence to have on a woman.
For a King to have power over his Queen.
Kissing him back ignites a nagging need for control, but when Ares wants to be in control, it’s a losing battle to try to overpower him.
He wins everytime…
I shiver at the second set of lips that press against the side of my neck, making me groan into Ares’ mouth as he kisses me passionately. I can barely catch my breath when we break the intense kiss, for my head is being guided far enough to the side to be claimed by Zander.
Hands grip my waist possessively. Another set excited to get rid of the trench coat resting upon my shoulders, to feel my bare arms.
I’m going back and forth in kissing these two and can’t keep track.
Just pressed against two men, their bulges known as they taunt my ass and front side. My fingers are seconds from untying Ares’ silk auburn-orange tie when a car horn from below blares into the air.
Breaking the kiss is harder, despite my sudden flinch, which proves in my state of lustful-induced dizziness that it’s Zander I’m kissing. He lets me go after a few more seconds, letting me catch my breath while he leans sideways to get a glimpse below.
Ares, on the other hand, is already letting out a huff.
“Jealous mother fucker,” Ares grumble. “You said he left.”
“I said he’s plotting shit. You said he left to vent,” Zander hums with a chuckle.
“Plotting?” I breathe, looking between them.
They share a look before Ares sighs and tries to smooth out his shirt that’s enjoyed a bit of my explorative hands.I’m coming to realize I like the feel of the one I’m making love to.
“Leighton Gala is coming up. It’s not necessarily for the royals of the university but more private elite and such. We’ve been invited as Ruthless Kings, but Domino is probably plotting whether it’s safe to bring you along or not.”
“Are other Maidens going to be present?” I feign a bit of innocence, though I’ve heard of many students talking about this ‘gala.’I know Father is going to be there.
“That’s all dependent on the Lords, Heirs, or even the Dukes. However, there’s always a risk,” Ares admits and proceeds to pick up my trench that was tossed somewhere.Oops. I can’t be throwing a five-thousand-dollar trench coat on the ground like it’s worthless.“We’ll worry about it closer to the date. For now, we should get going,” he encourages.
“Make all those nosy fuckers talk shit, Sweet Dynamite,” Zander says with pride while he proceeds to step on a cigarette on the ground as if to ensure it’s out. “Hope you two come back before dinner. I don’t want to eat by myself.”
“Why…” I begin and frown, but Ares just points out the balcony, encouraging me to look past the balcony to see the G-wagon driving off onto the road that leads to the freeway. “Oh. Domino’s not coming home.”
“Probably not,” Ares says with a shrug.
“Where is he going to stay for the night?” I try to sound intrigued, but my tone is far from it.More bitter.“I mean… why is he staying out when he should be here with his fellow Kings? Unless he has a game.”
“No game,” Zander huffs. “Don’t worry about it, Dolcezza.”
He hooks his arm around me from behind, pulling me into a back hug before he leans over to kiss me on the cheek. Turning my head to look into his eyes, I see the pure excitement dancing in his green eyes.
God, I hope he knows I love his green eyes. So much better than the red ones.
“Just make sure Ares comes back here so we can enjoy some nice dessert before an extravagant dinner,” he groans. His hand slips under the skirt of my dress, going right between my legs, taunting the thin fabric of my undies. “Hmmm. A thong?”
“M-Maybe,” I mutter and blush at being caught. “Would have not worn any but figured that would be risky at a photo shoot.”
“God, Sweet Canary,” Ares grunts. “Don’t make me harder than I already am.”
