Page 57 of Kings & Queen

With a shake of her head, she relaxed under me. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and lavished her breasts with my tongue. Taking turns with them, I sucked until they were both red, sore, and massively marked. The varying degree of pain and pleasure overwhelmed her already tired body.

Tears coursed down her cheeks, and she panted, trying to breathe through the pain. I reached between us once more, found her clit, and flicked my finger over it, feeling her flinch. She moaned and cried out, finally speaking. Except it wasn’t what I needed her to say.

With a broken voice, she exclaimed, “I love you, Ivan Matthew King, always and forever. I’m so sorry I broke us.”

“Damn you,” I growled against her breast, her words piercing me and ripping into my soul.

I sucked her nipple back into my mouth as she whimpered and fell apart beneath me. I’d never seen anything as erotic and beautiful as she was at that moment. Grabbing my ass, she rocked her hips up, and shattered around me as she once more came on my cock.

With slow and deep thrusts, I savored the feel of her, memorizing it. Then, surrendering to the madness, I chased my own release, and when I finally gave in, it was with a guttural sound, primal and possessive.

The noise punched free as my muscles locked and my balls drew up. Cum shot out just as violently, filling her and spilling out as I continued to fuck her through it. Now I was the one chasing sensations. I wanted to stay in this moment forever.

After several minutes, her little voice whispered my name. I was lost in a daze; she shifted beneath me. Her body was so warm as our skin lay flush against each other. I trailed kisses down her breasts, so damn full and soft against my face.

“You’re still inside me. It’s hard to breathe,” she whispered and tried to move, which only caused my dick to harden ever so slightly from my semi-erect state.

Moving my hips rhythmically a few more times, loving the feel of my cum coating her, I sucked on her nipples and sighed. I pulled back and then slid out, feeling her wince as she rolled onto her side.

Lowering myself onto my ass, I sat on the edge of the bed, stunned. A sick weight settled in my chest as I stared at her back.

What the fuck did I do? You were supposed to leave, not stay and fuck her.

She remained in a small ball on the edge of the bed, shaking uncontrollably. I knew she was crying, and everything in me knew my responsibility was to pull her close and hold her. To offer her aftercare. But I couldn’t.

Pulling the sheet and duvet over her, I leaned in and said, “I’ll send one of my brothers in to take care of you.”

“Please don’t. I only want you, and if I can’t have that, then I just want to be alone.”

I pulled my sweats on and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me as the sobs broke free and the sounds of her heartbreak echoed quietly from the room.

Chapter 27

Ivan

What’s The Plan?

The hallway felt colder,more oppressive. I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration, frozen in place. Heaving, I took a step to cross the hall to my room. I reached my door and slammed my fist against the wood. The impact did little to stem my emotions, although my fist now stung.

Leaning against the cool surface, I tried to steady my breathing, but the confusion only grew.

“Damn it! What the hell is wrong with you?” I muttered aloud to myself.

A throat cleared behind me, making me jump. Alek had snuck up on me, the fucker.

“Brother?”

I cringed at the concern evident in his voice. His eyes scanned my face.

“You okay, man? You look like you’re about to explode. Kinsley?” His eyes darted to her door.

“Leave it. I’m finished with her. I wanted one more taste, and now she’s all yours and Nik’s. Good luck with that. She asked to be left alone, but one of you should see to her,” I said, squaring my shoulders and walking across the hall.

“It doesn’t work that way. And I don’t understand. I know you love her. Whatever the hell happened, it can be fixed.”

Disgust coursed through me. He had the luxury of not knowing. I wanted to push him away, needed to. All I longed for was escape, and all he wanted to do was talk it out.

I let out a bitter laugh. “Do you hear yourself, Brother? She’s leaving. She has to. Even if I could get over it, and I don’t know that I want to, we can’t keep her, for fuck’s sake. She’s likely to get us all killed.”