Page 47 of Savage King


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“Are you really using my parents’ visit as some kind of bargaining tool?” I back her into the side of the bed and grab her waist.

“I sure am.” She pushes on my hands and then exhales.

Something feels off, but I have to trust her. Give her something to show I can be reasonable to get what I want later. “You’ll take Christian.”

“Thank you.” She sits back down and puts her hands together. “Namaste.”

“Good girl.” I bend down and press my lips to her temple when I really want to grind my hard dick between her legs. “Be a good girl for Christian, too.”

“Uh-huh.” Her answer sounds cagey, and I think about that day I saw her at the city council building and overheard her tell a guard, ‘Don’t tell Papa.’

I also remember the guard agreeing. I snicker deep in my chest. No way would Christian betray me.

Looking at her, my hard-on returns with a vengeance. I need to make another deal with her before I lose my mind. “When they leave, you and I are going to have a long talk about getting you pregnant. You have things you want, and I—”

“Have needs?” Her eyes tilt down to the hard-on I have pressed into her stomach.

“Yes,” I ground out against the shell of her ear.

Her eyes go wide. “What do you want me to wear?”

I imagine her in leather cuffs, a black lace thong, straps everywhere, and chained to my bed. “That pink dress you bought looked nice on you.” I go as opposite a direction as I can if I have to look at her in front of my mother.

“Pink dress it is.” She struts toward the closet and glances over her shoulder. “Should we get our story straight? Are you telling them that you came to my father’s house two weeks after I lost my mother and bought me like a piece of property?”

Ironically, I don’t know what my mother expected of me getting married after Norah died. It’s being blindsided she won’t appreciate.

“Riordan and I will tell them. Not in front of you. I want to spare you the embarrassment if they’re annoyed that we did it without them.” I get close to her again. “When I’m alone with my father, I have to tell him about the war ready to break out. I want him and my mother in Arizona sooner this year.”

Her face pales. “Do you really think they’ll destroy each other? My father and the Russians?” It’s the first time she’s brought up the impending doom.

I’ve lit a match to make the Russians and the Italians fight to the death. I have the Italian princess, who will have to watch everything she’s ever known explode before her eyes.

“Koslov thinks your father has his daughter, or at least had something to do with her disappearance. In turn, he killed your mother. Your father has to retaliate with something darker.” I only wonder what the hell it will be. “But understand, bella…” I brush a hand down her cheek. “You are mine now. You are not part of that fight. You are safe. So long as you let mekeepyou safe.” I catch sight of the driveway gate opening. “They’re here. Please be downstairs in ten minutes.” I kiss her on the forehead, but she grabs my face and kisses me.

It’s gasoline on the fire, and I pull her in to go wild on her mouth. I grind my hard-on into those tiny shorts, the friction bringing me so close to the damn edge. I’ve only had my hand and hot showers all week.

Another option would be to lie through my teeth and tell my parents I’m madly in love with Isabella and her with me. Then if I come downstairs looking wrecked from a wild fuck, Ma and Da would shrug it off.

“That’s playing dirty, you know that?” I say, pulling away.

She fans herself. “You left me all hot and bothered plenty of times.”

“As soon as you’re ready, I’ll make you climax over and over until you pass out. Then I’ll—”

“Kieran…” Riordan’s voice sounds from the doorway, and I go still.

Pulling Isabella behind me because, as far as I’m concerned, she isn’t decent, I curse. “Jaysus, Rior. What? I’m dealing with my wife here.”

“Wife?”My mother’s slender frame comes out from behind Riordan, who’s so big he could hide two of our mothers.

I push away the pain of watching her struggle to walk. “Ma. Why did you climb those stairs?” Her MS is the reason they moved to the one-floor penthouse condo a few miles from here. Their house in Arizona is also one sprawling floor.

“I tried to stop her,” Riordan mutters under his breath.

Ma looks around the room. “Why is yourwifesleeping in Shea-Lynne’s room?”

Fuck.

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