Page 30 of Making the King

“Ouch,” I say even though it didn’t hurt.

“Eres un idiota,” she sneers, glaring at me.

Fuck, I like it when she’s angry.

“Did you just call me an idiot?”

“Yes!” she yells, grabbing another pillow and tossing it my way.

Dodging it, I charge for her, and I expect her to squeal and run, but she doesn’t.

No. Cara Rodríguez is not a scaredy cat, and if I were a smarter man, I’d be afraid.

Luckily I’m not smart.

“We need to talk.” I growl standing over her as she holds her chin high, not backing down.

“We have nothing to talk about.” She declares and goes to spin away from me, but I circle my hand around her bicep and hold her in place.

“You fucking know we do, Killer. You told me you weren’t a virgin. Then you took advantage of me, and I don’t believe your bullshit that it was a punishment for getting laid while you were locked up.”

“I’m on my period. That’s why there was blood. Don’t flatter yourself to think I would give someone like you my virginity. You’re a monster!”

Gripping both her arms now, I tug her flush with me and press my nose to hers until we are breathing the same fucking air.

“That wasn’t period blood, Cara. I felt the moment I broke your hymen. Why did you do that? If you wanted me, I could have made you feel fucking good.”

“I don’t want you!” she shouts. “Let me go!”

“No,” I hiss, leaning forward and hoisting her over my shoulder before she can run off.

“What are you doing? Let me down!”

I slap her ass for good fucking measure and walk us into the bedroom before tossing her on the bed with a bounce.

“Why wouldn’t you let me touch you?” I ask, and her lip curls as she hisses like a snake at me. “Goddammit, Cara. Just fucking answer me!”

“Because you don’t need to touch me to do the act!” she yells back, and I fall still.

What?

“The act?” I ask, my anger vanishing.

“Sex, you imbecile!”

What the fuck?

“What about foreplay?” I ask, and she frowns.

“What?”

“Foreplay. You know. Kissing. Cuddling. Touching.”

She just stares at me, her anger falling from her face.

“Cara, have you ever had an orgasm before?”

“What? I… Isn’t that for men?”

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