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She was too angry to see it though, so she shoved me hard and pushed past me before storming to my room and slamming the door. I shut my eyes at the way the walls trembled beneath her anger.
“Get the fuck out of here Sumo. You’ve caused enough turmoil,” I said.
“Yeah, because if she comes out of that room, there’s no saving your fat ass from her wrath. And I won’t try,” Pretty Boy stood and headed toward my room as well. Meanwhile, I watched Sumo leave to make sure he took his ass away from the apartment.
I caught Pretty Boy about to go in my room with Jupiter but I stopped him. I knew he said he wasn’t in love with her, not like Truck, but Jupiter was my woman and right then, I needed to put her in check. I needed to offer comfort and an explanation.
If Pretty Boy went in and comforted her…it would have shifted the way he saw her. Sometimes bonds formed from trauma pulled things out of people and I knew Pretty Boy was hurting. Pain, grief, and comfort mixed with a beautiful woman that you have love for, turns into inappropriate affection.
I already had to kill one brother. I didn’t want to make it two. I loved Pretty Boy enough to spare him from himself.
That was my job as leader. I had to see issues before they popped up. He’d never go into my room with the intention of fucking around with Jupiter but I saw the way he tended to her when she flipped out on Sumo. I wasn’t blind or naïve, even when it came to Pretty Boy.
I placed my hand on his chest and said, “Go call Jane. Let me deal with her.” I pointed to my closed bedroom door and Pretty Boy nodded. A look of understanding in his eyes. I hoped to god Jay actually talked to that man because he needed someone to help him release his sorrow and pain.
“Can we talk?” I asked Jupiter after I walked in, closing the bedroom door behind me. Her glare could cut diamonds. She marched over to me and pushed my head back with two fingers. I stared at Truck’s charm on her wrist so I didn’t overreact. Right then, I wasn’t in the best place. I had to sit across from Sumo when I wanted to kill him. All the unchecked rage was just swimming around in me looking for an outlet.
Seemed like the same was true for Juju.
“How dare you tell me to calm the fuck down out there like I’m one of your…”
“One of mywhat, Ju?” I shouted, grabbing her wrist to stop her from pushing me again. “One of my men? Youareone of them! When we’re doing business, you’re a motherfucking King! Not my woman. You don’t get special privileges. So when I say something, you need to go along with it. I don’t give a fuck if you don’t agree.” I shoved her a little when I released her hand and she charged at me, fists flying in a blind fury.
She was still in pain and it was fresh and angry. It mirrored my pain. So us being together in a locked room had the potential to end badly.
She tried to knee me in the nuts but I backed away. She came at me again, this time, tears clogging her throat making her grunts and angry shouts sound like they were underwater.
“Stop, Ju!” I said, wrapping my arms around her petite body and throwing both of us on the bed. Me on top of her, and her wiggling and grunting beneath me.
“Fuck you, King! You let him into our house. You want to let him back into our family after he…he…shot you and after…” Her anger finally dissolved into tears but she fought those too. “Get off of me!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. The delicate veins in her neck straining against her tattoos. “He took Truck! He almost took you! He…” The sound of pain streaking her voice pulled at me until something popped and my own emotions took a freefall from the center of my chest.
I hadn’t cried since Truck got shot. Now the tears were rolling.
“He’s the reason Truck is…dead. My brother is…dead,” I cried. The word dead held so much finality. It splintered my ribcage leaving shards of my chest floating. Jupiter stopped fighting me and wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me tight. Her legs locked behind my back while she held me like a child.
“He’s gone, Jupiter.”
“I know,” she whispered through her own tears. “It hurts so bad.”
“I just want it to stop fucking hurting. Even for a second but it won’t let up.” I dropped my head to the dark cove of space between her neck and ear. She was the only person privy to my tears. To feel them wet her skin. She was the only safe place where I could drop every guard I had up.
“Baby,” she sniffled, stroking my hair and kissing my face. My salty tears swept her lips and she chased them with her tongue. “I’m so sorry,” she said when I pulled back to look at her.
“It’s not your fault, Ju. I know you’re torn up over it too.” She wiped my tears and pressed her lips to mine. She knew I needed her so she let her fire die down so she didn’t burn me. Her kisses turned fervent and needy the longer our lips fought for dominance.
Her tongue was warm and sweet like cinnamon and the flavor made my dick ache for her. I needed the safety and love only Jupiter could offer. I was tired of fighting for once. I just wanted to fall. I wanted to fall into her when everything around me was falling down.
She stripped my hoodie and shirt off, tossing them aside, then she tugged at my belt until it was open and hanging. I kicked my pants the rest of the way off and undressed her while taking my time to look at every part of her body. Every tattoo, every mole, every soft stretch mark.
I ran my fingers over her soft skin, listening to her moans to make sure I was treating her right. I needed those moans. I needed the gasps and the softness of her. She obliged giving me the cashmere beneath the steel and fire.
“Let me in, King,” she whispered while I kissed her neck and shoulders. I rocked against her slick pussy while she stroked the top of my head, then my neck, skimming the shells of my ears. “Let me in, right here.” She pressed her hand to my broken heart and I slipped inside of her, making her eyes fall shut and her breathing stutter in her throat.
“You live there,” I told her as I stroked her deep and slow. “You’re the fucking queen there.”
Jupiter moaned and dug her nails into my back when I dug into her. She was so wet for me, even then. Even shrouded in sadness, she accepted me. Our bodies moved together, her wetness singing a song that made the world vanish.
I wanted the world to vanish right then.
