Page 14 of Ruthless Kings


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“Do it.” The bastard smirks.

I’d love to know his name. Because I’m dying to get him in the ring with me. A good fight is what I need right now. It would be a welcome distraction from the sight of Brielle being manhandled by Judah. If it were any of these other cunts, I would kill them, but because I know Jude is in love with her, I know she’s safe.

As much as our anger had overtaken us earlier with her, we have feelings for the girl. There is no denying she’s come into our lives and made them better. I don’t know what I would do without her here.

“I’m not one to share my toys. And I certainly don’t whip my cock out for just anyone. Or did you want to see it because you’d like to compare sizes, little boy?” Judah taunts the stranger. “But, as you can see,” he continues as his one hand wraps around her throat, and the other is still knuckle deep in her underwear, if she’s wearing any, “She is mine.” And then Judah pulls his fingers from between Brielle’s thighs and brings them to her mouth.

Dutifully, she sucks the digits. Two of them slide over her tongue, and Judah pushes deeper, until they can hear the soft gagging sounds of our girl throughout the room.

“She is not a free use toy for any of you,” Judah continues. “Every inch of this body,” he says as he gestures from her head to her feet. “Belongs to me, to savour, to punish, and to worship. Because unlike you, she’s paid her penance.”

“I have no penance to pay.”

“Oh?” Judah releases Brielle and pushes her behind him as he takes one more step toward the rogue bastard. Then he grips him by the collar, and he drags him until their noses are almost touching.

I’m shocked when he lifts his wet fingers, and he runs them under the bastard’s nose, and he smirks. “Smell that? That’s the fragrance of a woman, something you will probably never know. Now, get the fuck out of my face, and behave like a man, not a teenage boy wanting to compare dick sizes. Because you know nothing about her, me, or my fucking family. But if you’d like to learn, I’ll gladly show you.”

I’ve never been more turned on by Judah before. The show of confidence, the alpha male grit that’s currently emanating from him, has me wanting to spend the night fucking worshipping him.

“Fuck me,” Valen whispers beside me. “I think we may need to leave this little charade earlier than planned. Because I am pretty sure tonight will be a long, exhausting evening.”

I chuckle quietly. “It’s like you’re reading my mind.”

We have been in many situations where we had to step up, to come face-to-face with some challenging bastard, but this was rather exquisite.

Judah shoves the man backward, and he stumbles into his friends who catch him. “Did I make myself clear?” Judah’s tone is pure venom.

The youngster has the audacity to laugh, but he does nod. “Yeah, perfectly.”

The music starts up once more, and moments later, it’s like the stand-off didn’t happen. People continue drinking, laughing, and talking. Judah and Brielle join us, and I’m still staring at him, surprised at the show, but turned on like never before.

Valen is the first one to speak because I’m still speechless when I look at Judah. “That was rather interesting.”

“Did you have to do that to me?” Brielle asks as she looks at Judah.

He chuckles. The way his eyes crinkle at the corners makes him seem almost happy. It’s not every day this bastard smiles. But when he does, it can be a vision to be held.

“Yes.” He looks at Brielle, then at me. “I’m not sure who he is, but we should get his name. When we’re back tomorrow, I’d like to send him a little gift.”

“I’d like to get him in the ring. Although, I’d like to make him cry,” I tell Judah. “Fucking little shit will pay for that show of overconfidence. I don’t like him.”

“I’ll find out who he is,” Valen announces, and makes his way into the crowd. With his charm, I have no doubt Val will more than likely have a list of names for us—the arsehole and his friends.

“I think we should leave soon before more shit hits the fan,” I tell Judah. “We’ll wait for Valen and then hit the road. I’ve spoken with Mario, so we don’t have to stay.

“Sounds good. I’m ready to call it a day, and night.” Judah’s distracted by his phone for a moment, and then he glances at me. “Meeting tomorrow morning early.”

My brows furrow in confusion. “Something serious?”

He shakes his head and says, “No, but we do need to meet. A few things on the agenda. And I want us all present.”

I know there are a lot of tasks coming up, so I nod and as we wait for Valen, I wonder if we’ll have any more threats in the coming weeks leading up to our initiation ceremonies.

WILL YOU FALL?

JUDAH

These fuckingfeelings.

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