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“You wouldn’t last sucking my cock all night long now, would you?” I tease, only to see her stare up at me and dare to think about it.
Envision it.
“I could,” she dares to offer such a bargain with those set of doe eyes, matched with her flushed cheeks and swollen lips that are smudged with that dark tint of red. “If that’s what you want.”
Fuck. She’ll ruin me.
“I want to do more than entertain this idea of an alliance,” I offer while I’m taking in her naked frame before me as she sits on her knees.
I’ve never seen a woman look so beautiful. Stunning with her pale flesh, with hints of imperfections that only enhance my attraction to her. She isn’t a Barbie, not all flawless and has never been out in our cruel world.
There are scars. Wounds. Pieces of her that she hides under that inked masterpiece on her back. With those rings that prove she’s survived plenty of things, she’s ensured to never forget.
I like that. Like her. Willing to do such a risky thing like this.
“Then?” She isn’t going to cower out of this. “What do you want, my King?”
Yes. I can get used to that.
“To mark you,” I whisper and look at her arm. I despise that another man dared tarnish her flesh like that, but I have to remind myself again that he’s dead.
His family isn’t, though… could enjoy the thrill of wiping out his entire family line.
“Zander.”
My eyes are forced to pull away, meeting Gemini’s, that glimmer with a sense of understanding.
“His heart isn’t beating anymore,” she reminds me, reading my mind. ˆ
“But his family members are still breathing,” I whisper without remorse.
We share a look, and I have every intention of frightening her.
This is the man she wants to make love to? A sinister psychopath who’d go on a manhunt until every person related to that dead bastard is out of commission. I want her to understand how out of her mind she is.
“Yes,” she agrees, licking her lip. Tempter. “But we have more important things to do, like securing the Ruthless Kings’ reign at Leighton,” she says.
A woman who has her eyes on the grand prize.
“You really believe you can handle me?” I whisper in awe. “Handle us. Carry the mark I give you.” It makes me laugh dangerously before I tug at my shirt and flick it away.
She admires my chest, which is a work of art in her eyes. I watch how she scans the various scars. Imperfections that I wear like badges of honor in comparison to Domino, who’s covered them with various shades of ink.
She lingers on my pierced nipples, admiring the dumbbells of 14k gold that twinkle with tiny jewels of ruby. My gemstone. It makes me wonder if we’re compatible. I’ve never dated anyone with a horoscope that matches mine.
“Cancer?” The corner of my lips lifts at her admirable comment. They only further spread when she whispers, “Scorpio.”
Now I see why she’s so dangerous.
“Holds grudges like a plague,” I mutter in approval.
Why am I scared for this night to end?
That could be why it feels like I’m stalling.
“If this is your way of scaring me away, I think I’m too far gone to try,” she ends up admitting while her eyes lower to my abs. She continues moving down, taking in every line of detail in my physique.
I’m sure she catches onto how my erect cock twitches in wait.
