Page 49 of Lethal King

What the hell did we just do?

Before I can consider that travesty, though, I remember what I have smeared against the tip of my index finger.

I needed to get this close to her. But fuck if I knew it was going to happen like this.

“You know you like it,” I growl, shoving a cupped hand beneath her exposed pussy.

She sighs, momentarily closing her eyes.

Perfect.

My index finger finds her dripping clit, and I’m able to spread just enough of the waxy coating through her soaking lips before she slices a warning across my throat.

“We’re done!” she croaks.

I don’t test her any further. Letting my hands drop, I hardly move as she pushes herself off me.

Blood trickles down my throat. I’ve been cut enough times to know it’s nothing serious. But I still stare at her like she just tried to cut my head off.

“What are you looking at?” she sneers. Even silhouetted against the glowing lights of the flickering monitors behind her, it’s clear that Rozalia’s pale cheeks are flushed with a subtle pink shade.

She’s flustered.

Well, so am fucking I.

“I wonder what the authorities would take more seriously,” I recall, watching as Rozalia looks down at her crotchless leggings in semi-disbelief. I can already see my cum leaking down the inside of her thighs. “A peeping tom or a rapist?”

“You weren’t raped, you pig,” Rozalia spits. Bending down, she picks up my gun and points it at my head.

I bite my tongue. But I can only do that for so long.

“Did you hear me consent?”

“I heard your cock fucking squeal for more.”

“I’m not sure the authorities will buy that.”

With a deep snarl, Rozalia pulls her new gun away from my head… and aims it down towards my softening cock.

“We both know there are no authorities in our world.” Leaning down until her lips nearly touch my ear, she pauses for a second. “There is only power. And right now, I hold all the power.”

“You won’t use it,” I call her bluff.

Shoving the barrel into my crotch, Rozalia makes sure I understand how real her threat is. “Want to dare me?”

“I’d rather keep my dick.”

“There’s the boy genius.”

Pressing her nose against my temple, Rozalia makes sure I feel the electricity in her lips as she grazes them against my ear. I remember the feeling of her teeth digging into my flesh. A warm shiver runs down my spine. Then, I feel her finger tap my temple, replacing her nose as she slowly lifts my gun back to her side.

“So, what now?” I ask.

Her footsteps are almost entirely silent, but I can still hear them subtly fade as she slowly starts to back away.

“Now you leave me the fuck alone.”

“You know I can’t do that.”