Page 70 of Royal Sons MC

Chapter Eight

King could see theneed in Ayesha's open expression. Fuck, he could feel it when he'd held her in his lap, could feel her pulse tripping beneath his finger. Her snug little ass had fit his lap perfectly. He wanted to flip her over and see just how malleable those globes were when he gave them a good swat or ten. He wanted to see how they'd look with his handprint on them. Of course, her little sister being there was one reason he curbed the need. He could see she had a submissive streak a mile wide, but she clearly had no clue what she was or maybe hadn't explored that side of herself. King couldn't wait to introduce her to a whole new world. They had a lot to discuss. First and foremost was her sister and the fact the bastard who'd taken her had gotten away.

He fisted his hand, looking to Keys. "Any news on our quarry?"

Keys shook his head, pulling out his iPad. A couple minutes went by as his computer expert did some shit King didn't want or need to know about. "There are a few leads, but I'll have something more concrete in a few hours."

They both stopped talking as Tiana and Ayesha looked at them, questions looming in the air. "Eat, we'll talk after." King didn't want to ruin anyone's appetite. What they'd found, the fact that Ayesha deserved to know about Tiana's rescue, wasn't something he would put off forever.

A moan from Duke had him looking down the other end of the table to see his brother forking another mouthful of pasta into his mouth. Another moan escaped the man. "Motherfuck, this is good," Duke said around a mouthful of pasta and sauce.

"Dude, swallow your food before talking." King pointed his fork at Duke.

His brother shook his head, his fork returning to his plate without saying another word. King began eating. When the first bite hit his tongue, understanding hit him. "Sonofabitch," he moaned.

Duke pointed his fork at King, but his mouth was full, so he said nothing.

Ayesha smiled, her cheeks pinkened. Oh yeah, he could totally see her ass looking sexy as shit with a rosy hue from his palm print.

They polished off the entire pot, plus the bread. The only ones to eat the salad were Ayesha, Tiana, and Mack. The other brothers had come in and made a plate, thanking Ayesha and Mack. Nobody mentioned Mack's black eye again. King would let Duke deal with her or not.

"That was delicious, Ayesha, Mack." He ensured he looked at both women, acknowledging they both had a part in making it.

Mack nodded, pushing away from the table. "I'm headed out. Do you need anything?"

King watched Ayesha eye Mack like a snake ready to bite. The little fighter his brothers had nicknamed Rocky didn't like the suggestive way Mack said anything, or maybe it was the way she looked at him. "Who's on clean up?" He wouldn't let her slip out and leave Ayesha to do all the work alone.

"I told her I'd take care of it. We washed up as we went, so there's not much left." Ayesha stood, gathering up her and Tiana's plate. "Besides, T will help me."

Duke stood up, rubbing his stomach. "Sit down, they'll wait. Mack, get on home and check in with Keys to let him know you made it."

They had yet to go over Tiana's rescue. Sending Mack home made sense.

Once Ayesha returned from the kitchen, she sat down, her hands fidgeting on the table. "Okay, I'm ready." She twisted toward Tiana. "Are you okay?"

Tiana placed her hand over Ayesha's. "Yeah, I'm good. They got there when Kailani and I hit the ground."

"She's the sister of the fucker who took her." King pointed at Tiana. "She's solid from what we can tell. Traeger has her with him. We split up." King tapped his finger on the table. "You want to tell us what happened while you were there, Little Bit?"

Tiana sucked in a breath. "I think I should start from the beginning." She took another shuddering breath before continuing. "I met Rico online in a chat room. It was supposed to be for students with interests in studying abroad."

Ayesha gasped. "What?"

"Let her finish," King ordered.

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