Page 158 of Claimed By a King


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“You know, we could do this in bed.” I remind her and she nods against my t-shirt.

“I know. I’m just really awake now.” She pushes up off me, her blue gaze locking with mine. “I don’t think I can go back to sleep just yet.”

A slow smirk spreads my lips wide. “Whatever will we do?”

A blush creeps up Zoe’s neck, flaring over her cheeks. “I kind of liked what we did in the hallway at Dirty Diamonds a couple of days ago.”

“Kind of?” I snap, my brows hitching high.

“You know what I mean.” She slaps my shoulder, shooting me a glare.

Chuckling, I nod, gripping her hips and dragging her to straddle my lap on the couch. “I do know what you mean,” I rasp, tugging her closer until we are nose to nose. “You want me to make you feel good, Princess?”

When she nods, pressing her lips to mine, I don’t kiss her back.

“Maybe you don’t deserve to feel good. Maybe I’m still punishing you for lying to me about what you and the Cunts had schemed up.” I point out, and a whimper escapes her parted lips as she grinds her center to the hard bulge of my cock through our clothes.

“You’ve already punished me,” she whines, fisting my hair and dragging my lips to hers.

Fuck.

She feels so good, her scent egging my dick on, desperate to have her again.

It felt so fucking good to bury my cock deep inside her at Dirty Diamonds two days ago. I’d wanted to reclaim her that way for so long, but with everything she’d been through, for a time there, I didn’t think she’d ever be able to accept me back inside her body.

Thank fuck she did. I’ll never admit to her how much I ached for it. I don’t ever want to make her feel bad for needing to take time and process things the way she needed to.

Besides, she knew how much I wanted her. Still want her. I don’t need to point that out.

As much as I’d like to punish her now and torture her by withholding orgasms, I’m not fucking strong enough.

I can’t fucking help it. I want to make her feel good all the fucking time.

“Clothes off,” I demand after breaking our kiss.

Zoe doesn’t hesitate, shifting off my lap and quickly stripping her clothes off.

I do the same, not taking my eyes off her creamy skin for a moment, drinking in the sight of her and doing my fucking best to ignore all the permanent marks Gunner put on her.

Your time is coming, motherfucker.

Zoe’s blue pools drink me in, her gaze hungry as she licks her lips, zoning in on my stiff cock, so I grip the base and angle it in her direction.

“You want this?”

“Yes.” She nods, stepping closer, and I stretch out on the seat of the couch, laying down.

“You can have my cock once you’ve ridden my face.”

Her brows shoot up, but she doesn’t hesitate, moving to straddle my head with her eyes locked on mine.

I shake my head. “Face the other way, Princess. I want to see your ass while you suffocate me.”

“You have a weird obsession with my ass.” She jokes, turning the other way and straddling me.

My sight is filled with the creamy flesh of her ass and back, and again, I ignore the marks marring her flesh. My hands grip her hips, guiding her down and the moment I feel her folds part and the silky flesh of her cunt press over my lips and nose, I dart my tongue out and start lapping at her.

I can’t really give her much guidance with the way she smothers me so fucking good, but she doesn’t need it, her body remembering mine and how we belong together like this.

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