Page 122 of Long Live the King


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Later, I’m helping her button the back of her dress when she speaks. “You know what this also means?”

“Hmm?” I answer, focused.

“If our deal is over,” She says, turning towards me. “Then I don’t have to sleep in your bed every night.”

Straightening to my full height, I glower at her. “Are you trying to piss me off?”

She gives me a mischievous smile in response. “You’ve got to admit,” She says, “Our angry makeup sex is pretty hot.”

My hand shoots out and grabs her ass, fingers digging into the meaty flesh and using it to pull her against me. “I fucking knew you liked it when I spanked you.” I say, bringing my lips to the top of her head. “Run away before I fuck you again.”

Her delighted laugh can be heard through the halls as she does as I say.

I chase after her.

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Phoenix and I are freshly back from a run early Saturday morning when we come across Bellamy jogging down the staircase in the foyer. She’s got her purse on and a light jacket thrown over her arm.

“Where are you going?” I ask as Phoenix gives her a nod before continuing into the kitchen.

“Meeting Six in the library to work on our English Lit project, then getting brunch and going on a hike with all the girls.”

“I thought we were going to do something together today.”

“We do something together every day, Rogue.” She says jokingly, putting her hand on my chest as she gives me a quick peck. “I miss my friends, I want to spend time with them.”

“Fine.” I say, going for detached but coming off sulky instead. “Come back tonight.” My tone is clear that that’s an order, not a request.

“Maybe.” She says with a coy smile.

“Up to you. I’m happy to kick your door down and drag you back here if you want to be chased.”

“Careful, your obsession is showing.”

“Leave before I show you just how far this obsession goes.” I growl out.

She gets on her tiptoes and kisses my cheek. “I’ll see you tonight.”

I smack her ass as she passes me and watch her walk out of the house.

Following Phoenix into the kitchen, I drop into one of the dining room chairs and watch from afar as he makes us breakfast.

“Eggs good?”

My mind goes back to the omelet Bellamy had made me. I doubt Phoenix is going to be able to top that. “Sure.”

Rhys jogs in, a football in his hand. “I saw Bellamy head out. You guys want to play footy after this? We really should take advantage of the time we have without her here before she comes back and Rogue forgets about us.”

I flip him off and am about to snap back when the doorbell rings.

“Never mind.” Rhys says mournfully. “Looks like she changed her mind.”

Jogging to the front door so as not to make her wait, I simultaneously open it and ask her, “Did you forget something?”

But it’s not Bellamy standing in the doorway.

It’s Müller.

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