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Yet, it does. So much so, I growl in frustration.
“No bitches at the table, Zander,” I snap and watch the way he uses his free hand to move Iva’s long silver strands to one side, revealing the very obvious marks all over her neck and shoulder.
My words only make Iva give me her signature ‘glare of judgment,’ but Zander chuckles. He leans in and lightly flicks at Iva’s earlobe with his tongue. The action not only makes her tense up from the sudden touch, but I catch onto the quiver that runs down her body.
Not a shiver of fear, but a quiver of desire.
“Last time I checked, Gemini wasn’t a bitch. Now are you, Dolcezza?” Zander sweetly whispers and follows with a suck of her flesh, making her wiggle. I can see she’s trying hard not to make a noise, but her face is flush red, bringing color to her face. He’s awaiting her answer, giving her no choice but to respond.
“N-No.” She sounds like a squeaking mouse.
“No, what?” Zander further presses, and I see the way his hand moves from playing with her hair to moving down the front side of her body. I know I’m not the only one trailing its every move.
Wishing it was my fucking hand.
“No, Ruthless King,” she speaks a bit firmer now, despite sounding out of breath.
“Good, good,” Zander says in approval while he sucks at her nape, making her quiver again. “You may be a maiden, for now, but when you walk out these doors this fine crisp morning, you’re going to be a Queen. Our Queen, who obeys anything her Ruthless Kings commands.”
He manages to scoot his chair forward enough, so she’s pressed between his relaxed frame and the table edge. Compared to where Ares is sitting, I can still get a side-view glimpse of them—particularly Zander’s hand and how it snakes between her legs.
I see how she arches her back just a bit while trying to distract herself by fixing her glasses, which have slid further along her nose.
When Zander lowly growls, it takes everything for me to stay fucking still and listen to what he whispers against her flesh.
“Now, now, Gemini. Who said you shouldn’t be wearing underwear this morning?”
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I can’t stop myself from trying to hear the wet noises Zander’s fingers make, gliding along her wet, dripping pussy.
Iva isn’t just flushed. She’s burning red and trying to look anywhere but mine or Ares’ way.
“No… one said I should wear any,” she confesses embarrassingly.It’s so fucking hot.“You said ten minutes to come downstairs. You never said to dress accordingly.”
I hate that she’s fucking right.
“That includes underwear,” she concludes as if she’s made a proper defense for her lack of undergarments.
“So, a bra isn’t included, huh?” Zander teases and has the boldness to unhook his arm around her waist just so he can slip his hand beneath her shirt and glide it along her flesh until he’s gripping her right breast.
She whimpers ever so quietly, and God…
I need to free my cock for my own sanity.
“Only… if that’s what you want,” she offers.
“These delicate breasts deserve a bit of freedom at home,” Zander approves while he fondles them. “Though if you don’t wear underwear, either, I don’t think I can function long enough in this house to get anything done.”
“Al-Alright. I’ll make sure to wear under—” Her words are cut off by a gasp, and I can only imagine Zander’s fingers dipping right between those throbbing folds of hers.
I can’t believe he’s doing this shit in front of me, but I’m too lost in this display of control that stopping it will only kill the pulsing ache in my hardened cock. I’ve never been so erect from public display until this morning.
Never.
“On school days,” Zander commands. “Weekends, make sure you are free.”
