Page 26 of King of Clubs


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Fucking Ransom.

I hated the idea that he might be right.

“How do you know about my personal trainer and my chef?”

He revealed a sly grin.

“How did the Red Queen know you were here?”

“Dinah...I breathed, feeling the pang of betrayal as I said my personal assistant’s name out loud. “Chess told me that she works for the queen. Does she work for you, too?”

“Something like that.” He gave my leash a little tug. “Come along, my pet. I’ve bathed you and put a collar on you. Now it’s time to feed you.”

I followed him over to the table where he prepared a plate for me, filling it with a variety of sliced fruits, veggies, nuts, and lean meat that he carefully cut into small bites. Then he led me over to one of the leather couches.

“Sit.”

I sat.

He shook his head. “On the floor.”

I wrinkled my nose in disgust. “Excuse me?”

His thumb traced over my lower lip. “My pets aren’t allowed to eat on the furniture. You will know your place. Now sit.”

Part of my longed to kick him in the face, but I was starving and my pussy still ached. I’d do whatever it took to get my hands free and get myself off.

I sank down to the floor, leaning against the couch, then looked up at him with a flirtatious grin.

“Is this alright, my king?”

He gave a satisfied nod and picked up a small vegetable that looked like a purple carrot. I felt the anticipation rising in my body as he guided the carrot to my lips and slipped it into my mouth. His touch was gentle and intimate, like we were lovers, not captor and captive.

“It’s better than alright. It’s perfect.”

My heart did a backflip at his praise. Damn. Another aching throb pulsed in my clit at the sound of his voice. I stared up at him, torn between my defiance and my desire.

Desire won.

Ransom continued to feed me, offering each bite slowly, never rushing, always savoring the moment, watching intently as I chewed and swallowed. His hands were so gentle as he fed me, offering each morsel to me with a sense of care and tenderness. I almost forgot I was wearing a leash and collar.

With each passing moment I felt my connection to him growing deeper, as if we were sharing a secret language that only we could understand. Every savory bite and sweet crunch in my mouth sent a warmth throughout my body that had nothing to do with the heat of the room.

“Have you had enough, my pet?”

I nodded.

“You can stand up now.”

My heart raced as Ransom reached behind me and unfastened my cuffs.

Then my hopes fell as he fastened my wrists together in front of me. I could reach my pussy this way, but I already knew he wouldn’t let me.

My mind was racing. How was I going to outwit and overpower the King of Clubs? I was human. He was a demon. He looked a few years older than me, but I didn’t know his real age. He probably had centuries of experience in these games of his. I was just a pawn stumbling through his world.

A pawn hedesired, though.

I knewallabout desire.

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