Page 141 of Wanted By a King


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“I’m not keeping secrets, Princess,” he rasps. “In fact, I’ll keep nothing from you again. If you ask, you’ll get the truth—all of it. So you better be damn sure you want to know before asking me something.”

As I ponder his words, I consider the implications of my questions. Yes, I’m curious, but I’m also aware that nothing good can come from hearing the answers. I mean, I already have a pretty good idea what the bets were. The first one was probably getting me to suck him off while drunk. And then there was the time he bursted into my room while I was… was… indulging in self-care.

For the short time I’ve known the Kings, they’ve never had any money. While it’s possible they were fine before my dad emptied their accounts, I’m still sure that whatever they had wouldn’t have been enough for me not to be offended by the amount Gray won from the bets. So yeah, maybe this is one of those things that is best left forgotten. Or rather, ignored.

“Fine,” I agree on a sigh. “I don’t want to know.”

I’m pretty sure Gray sighs in relief.

“But…” Since I have no idea what I want to say, I trail off.

Gray stands up and moves over to me. “But?” he prompts, wrapping his hand around my throat.

Christ, is it fucked up that I think better when he’s holding my throat in his big hand? Probably. Yet, I can’t find it in me to care.

“Do you know why I wanted revenge?” I ask, looking up at him from beneath my lashes while I nibble on my bottom lip.

“I can imagine,” he says, his voice grave.

Since he isn’t squeezing, I shake my head. I already know that whatever he’s thinking is wrong. There’s no way he can know the reasoning behind my actions when I’ve only just recently discovered it myself.

“I didn’t want to lose.” The words are barely audible. “I needed to prove I could take what you dished out, and still fight back.”

“Why?” he challenges, adding pressure to his hold on my throat. “What did you have to prove?”

I smirk, oddly satisfied that I need to spell it out for him. “I was falling for the man who didn’t protect my family.” As I finally admit what I’ve known for some time, my smirk falls. “I didn’t know it was you, and I felt like I was betraying them. So I came up with a list.”

Focusing on his hold, which keeps me grounded, I inhale deeply.

“At first, it was a list of things I wanted to get revenge for. But… look, I don’t know when it happened. Only that with time, the list felt like something I needed to achieve rather than things to get you back for.”

“I get it,” he rasps.

As I find his intense gaze, I get the feeling that he really does. It’s as though our words are finally making sense, rather than being accelerants on the proverbial fire.

Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I close my eyes. Mentally, I shirk the bonds that have kept me bound for so long. I don’t want to be angry anymore. I don’t want to hurt, and I definitely don’t want to be plotting.

I may not have had a choice in ending up in Gray’s grasp, but I can choose to stay there—willingly. All I have to do, is make my head accept what my heart already knows.

“I’m yours,” I say, not for the first time. “Not because of what my dad did. And you sure as fuck didn’t win me in some bet. I’m yours because Iwantto be, Gray.”

“Fuck. Princess.”

Without giving me a chance to say anything else, he bends down and claims my lips in a deliciously deep kiss. While his tongue strokes mine, he moves his hands to my ass and effortlessly lifts me. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist and move my hands to his shoulders as he carries me into the quaint bedroom.

I deepen the kiss, snaking my tongue around his. Right now, there’s nothing I want less than to talk. I want to feel, to move. Have him fill me from the inside out, consume me until he’s all I can taste and see.

“Fuck me,” I whimper as I roll my hips against his. “I need you inside me. Please.”

After lowering me to the bed, he stills between my legs, not moving a single muscle. I’m just about to beg again when he palms the back of my neck, tilting my head to the side. No longer an unmoving participant, he bites the shell of my ear.

I moan, loving the way I feel his cock swelling between us. That, paired with his rough kisses, is everything.

Shutting my brain off, I give over to the deliciously dirty feelings Gray awakens inside me.

“You want me to fuck your cunt again, Princess?”

I moan.

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