Page 79 of Brutal Kings


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She doesn’t respond.

I take the stairs two at a time, which should be hard since I’m carrying a whole human, but my desire for her gives me a surge of adrenaline. My dick is so hard that I start to groan as it rubs against the inside of my pants. All I’ve wanted for a year is to sink my cock into a warm, wet pussy, and now I’m about to come from the friction of my pants alone.

When we finally reach my room, I kick the door closed with my foot.

“Lock the door.”

Maya grunts as she struggles to do what I say. When I hear the lock turn, I stride to the bed and throw her down on top of it. She lands on the pillowtop with a quiet squeak.

“Shut up,” I snap.

She opens her mouth to protest, but I level her with a look. Deciding to use her common sense, she settles back onto her elbows and watches me.

I walk to the armchair in the corner of my room and sit down, kicking my legs open wide so she can see the bulge in my jeans.

“You sure you want to stay here?” I ask her, needing to hear her say she wants to stay. That she wantsme.

She nods, her eyes roaming over me. “Yes.”

I pat my thigh. “Come here, little girl. Come sit on Daddy’s lap.”

She stands up and starts to walk over, but I hold up a hand and shake my head.

“Take your clothes off and crawl to me.”

She immediately does as I say, stripping off her coat, jeans, shirt, and shoes. I groan and start palming myself when I see she’s not wearing anything underneath it all.

Dropping to her knees, she keeps her eyes focused on mine as she crawls towards me, swaying her ass as she does. I run my tongue over my lips appreciatively.

When she stops in front of me, I run my fingers through her curls. She closes her eyes and leans into my touch, and that icy cold part of me cracks a little. Having her on her knees before me, submitting to me completely, is a sight I never thought I’d see.

I pat my thigh again, and she stands to sit on my lap. I suppress the urge to groan as she puts all of her weight on me.

God, I sound like a fucking loser, getting hot and bothered by a girl sitting on my lap.

Her big brown eyes search mine as she hesitantly raises a hand to my hair. I nod, letting her know it’s okay. Her nails scratch lightly at my scalp as the strands of my hair glide through her fingers. I nuzzle my face against her smooth neck and growl when my dick starts to throb from her touch.

“Fuck, Maya, you don’t know what you’re doing to me.”

She chuckles. “I’m surprised you’re even letting me do this. I could have sworn you hated me.”

I place a kiss on her neck before looking up at her. “I don’t hate you. And honestly, I have no reason to dislike you as much as I do. You just make me think of something that happened back home.”

“Back home?” she asks quietly, running her fingers soothingly over my forehead. “Where are you from?”

“South Korea. I was born there but raised here in Eastlake since I was eight. When I got older, I went back for a few years, joined a street gang, and got myself into some serious shit before deciding it’s best for me to be here. But while I was there, I saw men like me falling victim to women like you. They became so obsessed, so consumed by their love, that it ended up killing them. I don’t want to see the same thing happen to Ezra and the others, and I didn’t want it to happen to me, either.”

She stops playing with my hair and studies my face. “I would never do anything to get any of you hurt. I don’t want to mess anything up.”

“You already have,” I say a bit harshly, but I backpedal when her face falls. “But it’s not your fault. You’re too damn cute.”

She smiles, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen because it’s just for me.

“Why don’t we ditch this place and go hide out in the mountains?” I ask teasingly.

She laughs again. “For how long?”

“Forever.”

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