King (Alliance #2)

Because I do. I do want all those things.

My eyes watch the man with the flashlight pass by the window, heading to circle around to the front of the house.

“Yes,” I whisper into the dark. “Yes, King.”

King’s fingers apply more pressure on my clit.

“Come for me, Wife.” His voice is so deep it’s almost unrecognizable. “Before he leaves, come for me.”

The flashlight beam bounces past the window behind me, and now I can’t see him. Can’t know for sure if he’s looking away, or if he’s watching. And that’s the last thread.

My control shreds, and I wrap myself around King as I come apart at the seams.

“That’s right,” he grunts. “Fuck, Baby. That’s it.”

His cock is hitting me deep, his fingers still strumming me, and I keep coming.

“King!” I say his name louder than I meant to, and my eyes that had slid shut, snap open.

He groans, his hand sliding out from between us to hold me as close as he can, as he comes inside of me.

And that’s when I see it. The movement in the shadows beyond the fire.

A man steps away from the side of the house opposite my room, and even though he’s far away, I swear he’s looking right at us.

It’s not until he’s out of sight that I realize he wasn’t carrying a flashlight, like the other guards.

CHAPTER50

Savannah

The bed creaks,and the noise scrapes across my brain.

“Shhh!” I hiss as I roll away for the sound, dragging the blanket over my head.

There’s a masculine chuckle, followed by a groan. “Why did it have to be tequila?”

“Don’t saytequila,” I moan.

I try not to listen to King as he walks across the room, the noise of the door clicking open enough to make me want to cry.

When blissful silence falls over me, I lay as still as possible. Hoping that the hangover can only see you if you move.

Last night was…hot. It was so super hot.

It’s a little bit blurry, but I remember being wildly turned on, and clinging to King like my life depended on it as he fucked me into oblivion.

I should probably stop happily fucking my jailor.

The details after that are a little fuzzier. But I know we stumbled upstairs together, and…did we brush our teeth together?

Why does that seem like a big thing?

I lift the blanket and glance down at my…naked body.

Okay. So, I slept in the nude.

I hope we didn’t walk through the whole house like that.