Page 105 of Lethal King

I force myself to look away. But the image doesn’t vanish from my mind. Neither do the fantasies. The best I can do is blame it on my hormones and hope I don’t do anything stupid.

Don’t give in.

“Where’s my crown?” he asks. His ocean blue gaze ventures up my neck, pausing at my lips before settling on my eyes.

“At the bottom of the ocean,” I bluff.

Leaning forward, Rian nearly brushes his nose against the tender skin beneath my ear. Then, he inhales. Deeply.

My shoulder blades furl. A jittery sigh escapes my throat.

“Is that why you smell like the sea?”

“I smell like the sea because you almost got me drowned,” I tell him, deciding not to hold anything back. “Those stupid vibrations made me lose fucking my mind. It made me sloppy, and I fell, ok? Right into the fucking ocean. And I would have died too, if it weren’t for my brother saving me.”

“Just your brother, huh?” Rian’s voice is filled with suspicion.

But that suspicion is lined with something else. Something far more lethal.

Is that envy?

An involuntary gulp worms down my throat. It joins the frustrated fury seething from my lips.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Those deep blue eyes study me for what seems like an eternity before he stands up straight again.

“It means I know about your friend Leander Onasis,” he says.

The girthy veins on his thick forearms flex. Another shockwave pulses out from the pressure growing in my core. Desperately, I try to writhe away any arousal.

There’s no use.

“Leander Onasis isn’t my friend,” I snap. Chains rattling, I make a big show of how pissed off I am at the implication. But really, I’m just trying to hide my growing arousal.

“So, he’s more than a friend?” Rian sneers.

His big hands curl into tight fists as he turns around. His broad back looks like it could block out the sun. But the sight doesn’t leave me feeling cold.

Fuck. If anything, I’m about to overheat.

Why is this so hot?

“The second you let me out of here, he’s a dead man.”

That piques Rian’s interest.

“You’d take the time to kill him when you could be killing me instead?”

“There’s time enough to kill you both,” I shoot back.

“And you’d let him be your first?”

Rian’s words send a warm wave pulsing out from the pressure in my core. I can’t help but remember what he did to me in that lonely old castle; what I did to him.

I impaled myself on his massive cock.

He erupted inside of me.