Page 108 of Lethal King

I’ve never felt this way before. It’s terrifying. And exhilarating.

“He wants to team up with us to take you down,” I tell him, arching my back as he sits on the side of the bed.

His body is so big and powerful it collapses the mattress. If I wasn’t bound to the bedposts, I’d roll right into his gravitational pull.

Instead, all I can do is wait as he studies my body, open vile held between his thick, coarse fingers.

“And why does he want to take me down?”

“I don’t know,” I admit. “We haven’t gotten that far yet.”

Rian’s lustful gaze pauses at my chest. I remember how those powerful hands of his felt on my tits.

“I believe you, kitten,” Rian nods. Bending down, he presses his cheek against the base of my stomach. My entire body convulses. He smiles. Those goddamn dimples tug at my chest. “If you want, I can administer it myself.”

The lion swirls the vial just above my belly button.

“Do I have a choice?” I gulp.

“You could always do it yourself. But I won’t allow that to happen under my supervision. If that’s what you want, it will have to wait until I release you.”

“You’re going to release me?” I gasp.

A light shiver of disappointment creeps up my spine.

“I haven’t decided yet.”

Fuck.

He’s playing with me. If I want to keep my sanity, I’m going to have to make the first move.

“Do it then,” I demand, staring up at the ceiling.

“As you wish.”

My stomach caves in as Rian’s hot fingers slip beneath the waistline of my leggings. His cheek lifts. Then, he tears my pants down my ankles.

A gasp rips up from my lungs. My hands instinctively rush for his hair, but the restraints pull me back into place.

Rian doesn’t stop. The stubble around his jaw brushes against the insides of my thigh as he tips the vial over, letting a single drop fall onto my soaking clit.

“It needs to be rubbed in,” he tells me.

The flat side of his thumb presses down onto my swollen nub.

“Do you like the way that feels, kitten?”

“Yes,” I rasp, unable to help myself.

“Good. Because I’m not stopping.”

Leading me in circles, Rian baths me in another few drops of the vial. It might as well be lube—not that I need it. I’ve never been so wet, except maybe when he fucked me.

“Oh my god.”

My entire body trembles as Rian gently pinches my clit between his fingers. He rubs, pulls, and plays with me until I can’t see straight anymore.

“Let’s see if I can make you squirm even more,” he whispers. With one last dip of the vial, he empties the contents onto my begging cunt.