Page 121 of Wanted By a King


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“No, I wouldn’t.”

Closing the distance, I press my lips to hers, and it’s not until my fingers find her clit that she melts for me and accepts my tongue into her mouth.

As I kiss her, I work her up into a frenzy with my fingers again, and as soon as I know she’s about to come, I back off again and break the kiss.

“Grayson. Please.” She begs, and I shake my head. “But I told you why I did it. Please finish me off.”

“I will,” I state, standing and moving to the kitchen counter where the photo frame is, returning to her with it. “Explain why this picture is there. This,” I shake it a little, forcing her eyes to look at it instead of me, “this is what I’m really confused about.”

“That makes two of us,” she whispers, tears filling her eyes as she stares at the picture capturing the night I violated and humiliated her in front of everyone.

“Zo,” I say, gaining her attention as her tears spill over, and I wipe up what I can with my thumb. “Please tell me why this picture was out there?”

“A-Alana. She thought I sent it to her with my old phone. But I didn’t. I don’t even have my old phone because you won’t give it back to me. And I didn’t even know that picture existed. Like how did someone get it?” She shakes her head so confused, and I remember that she has no idea that we were recorded on that stage. “I would never have sent that picture to anyone. I don’t want people seeing…”

A lump the size of a fucking watermelon forms in my throat, and I fight hard to swallow the fucking thing just so I can speak. “I don’t want people seeing it either,” I admit, stroking her hair back off her forehead.

“Why do you keep referring to your phone as your old phone?” I ask then, and when her eyes widen, I know I’ve caught her out. “Zoe?” I ask in warning, and she seals her lips shut.

“If you tell me, I promise I’ll make you come.”

At my words, her lips part, and she folds. “The Cruz Cunts bought me a new phone.”

Smirking, I press a peck to her lips. “Good girl.”

I don’t mess around then. I quickly lay the framed photo face down on the kitchen counter before climbing onto the table between Zoe’s legs and eating her cunt until she gushes on my face.

Grayson

“DidyouknowGunneris into blood play?”

Zoe’s question throws me off guard as I dry myself from the long shower where I fucked her up against the tiled wall and made her come for the seventh time. Or maybe it was eight.

Zoe got out of the shower before me, and now her eyes are laser focused on the scab from where she cut me. Her interest in it, and the way she picked the scab off in the shower should probably freak me out, but fuck, I love every twisted thing we share together, so if she wants to pick my scab, then she can fucking pick it.

“What?” I mutter as I begin to process her words properly before my anger flares. “How the fuck do you know that?”

She grins, dragging her eyes from ogling my cock to lock with mine.

“I kind of interrupted him and one of the Cruz Cunts when I went to his room.”

“You went to his room?” I snarl, pushing forward and caging Zoe in against the wall.

She nods, like it’s no big fucking deal. “Yeah, I needed to ask him… something, and he had her tied and gagged, and she had cuts and even seemed to like it.”

Placing one hand on either side of her head, I cage her in, preventing her from trying to get away.

“Why the fuck would you go tohisroom?” I snap, pressing my nose to hers. “You are mine.Mine!You do not go to other men’s fucking rooms!”

She shrugs.

Shrugs!!

The fuck!

“I don’t have to explain myself to you.” Jutting up her chin, she tries to come across unaffected, but I see it in her eyes. She’s scared.

And so she fucking should be, but… but I don’t want her to be scared of me.

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