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Now, I had to look at my favorite king with different eyes. When I went back into the kitchen, Truck grinned at me. “It was good, Ju. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” I took his paper plate and tossed it, then stretched my arms over my head. Truck and King both stared. Shit. Maybe King was right. “I’m hitting Rodeo today, Truck. You wanna come?” I held up a wallet and smiled. “I have debit cards.” Since I was officially a King, hitting banks had gone so much smoother.
Pretty Boy did what he did best and finessed tellers left and right, making the transition inside the banks so easy. The three kings broke it down for the lower-level kings and they followed the same protocol. We’d amassed millions over a month and a half.
“Hell yeah. You know I’d follow you anywhere.” King’s hard eyes found mine as if to say I told you so. I ignored him and smiled at Truck.
“Let me get dressed and then we’re out. Me and you.” I went to the room that used to belong to Sumo and changed clothes. If I was going to hit Rodeo, I had to look the part. I went full designer, head to toe.
“I tell you to check him and you take him shopping?” King walked into the room without warning. I jumped, hand on my knife. King’s eyes followed my weapon-wielding hand and scoffed. “I would have shot your fucking hand off before you stabbed me. Go for the gun, baby.” My thighs squeezed hearing him call me baby.
My mind replayed the last night we were together and how I stupidly told him how much I loved it when he called me baby.
Stupid-ass dickmatized mouth of mine.
That night was everything though. It was life. It was also…death. I knew me and King couldn’t be together. We were too much alike. A curious part of me mourned what could have been between us. He was right when he said we were good together. Even if it was only a few days, I was glad I got to experience it. Now, it was time for us to be partners. Brothers.
They all told me just because I was a girl, it didn’t mean I was a sister. I was still a brother and that’s how they would treat me.
“It’s on the dresser,” I told him. “Why are you walking in on me while I’m getting dressed?” I asked, trying my halter top at the base of my neck. King walked up behind me in the mirror and stood there, watching my fingers on the fabric.
“Move. Let me do it.” He brushed my hands away and tied my halter top in a bow, then pulled his fingertips down my spine, making me shudder. “You look good as hell, Juju.” His lips hovered over my bare shoulder but they never connected. “Good enough to fuck.” His words were a rush of warmth on my skin. I had to fight the urge to push my ass against his dick. I knew it would make him hard and I vividly remembered how big he was. How strong and proud he was.
I was practically drooling. I had to get the hell away from him. If I didn’t, all my desires would come bubbling to the surface. How I missed him holding me, kissing me, and touching me. The only thing that hadn’t changed between us was how much we talked.
King and I could stay up for hours after the boys had gone to sleep, talking and laughing. I knew I got on Jay’s nerves on facetime all hours of the night talking to King when I wasn’t at his place.
“I know. I always look good enough to fuck.” I knew my conceit would piss him off and it did. He backed away, shaking his head. The barbed exterior I used to keep people at bay still worked.
“You do.” He caught his bottom lip between his teeth and Jesus wept.
“You need some pussy, don’t you King?” I purred, running my hand along his hard, sculpted chest.
“Bad as fuck.” His hand moved down my back to cup my ass, but I moved before he could squeeze it hard like he knew I loved.
“Well, it’s Friday. Call one of your bitches.” Why the hell did I say that? I knew better. King had been abstaining from fucking anyone else and I had no idea why but I wanted to keep it that way. Here my big-mouthed ass was pushing him between some stranger bitch’s legs.
“You know what? Since you suggested it, I think I will.” He looked at me like he knew I’d put my foot in my mouth. “I don’t know why I haven’t been fucking everything that’s been walking around here. It’s not like I have someone to be faithful to.”
Okay. That shit stung. Unexpectedly too.
I blinked and nodded curtly. “Right. Agreed. So, how many guys can I invite over? I was thinking a train would be fun.” I wanted to make my words cut him too.
It was a little too effective. Fire blazed in his eyes and in the next second I was backed against the wall. My head hit with a thud and my hands instinctively went to his throat.
“A train ofwhat?” He asked, tipping his head to the side like he’d misheard me.
“A train ofdicks,” I said harshly.
“Stop fucking playing with me, Jupiter. I will shoot every nigga you bring in here in the goddamn head.”
“Why?” I swallowed, my body betraying me and going wet. So wet for him.
“You know why, Jupiter.” He said through gritted teeth. Never in my life have I heard anything sexier than King’s deep rumbling growl when he was pissed and right then, he was beyond pissed.
“I don’t know why.” It was hard to keep my voice straight when all I wanted to do was wrap my legs around his waist.
“Because you belong to…Legion of Kings,” he said with a swallow.
