Page 74 of Royal Sons MC

King knew women andtheir bodies. From the moment he'd stuck his thumb into Ayesha's mouth and felt her delicate little tongue licking over his flesh, his dick had been hard. All his control had flown out the window as her almost untutored-like sucking had been enough to almost make him say fuck it, fuck his rules, and toss her over his shoulder like a caveman. He had to fight to regain his control to a semblance of order, which was a first for him. If it hadn't felt so fucking good, he might have resented her. Instead, King wanted to see where these feelings took them. He, who didn't do the whole feelings thing with women. If tomorrow came, and they were no more than a blip on his horizon? So be it, but he wasn't a chicken shit who didn't go for what he wanted, and he wanted Ayesha. And he would have her on his terms. She may have never submitted like he needed a woman to do before, but she would.

King could see how her eyes had gone drowsy when he'd given her a command. Her body went lax instead of tense, a sure sign that she enjoyed being told what to do. He intended to push those boundaries and see if she matched him.

"Come on, let's get Tiana settled. She looks ready to drop." He made sure his voice was gentle, coaxing like he would a scared animal.

Tiana smiled. "Have I told you thank you...for everything you did for me. I know what could've happened. I was lucky."

A chair scraped across the floor. King met his brother Duke's stare. "I'm glad we were here to save you. Tomorrow, we'll talk more. You cool to close up in here?" he asked Duke.

Duke waved his hand as he headed toward the bar. "I got it. Goodnight, ladies. Little Bit, you need help with your schoolwork, don't ask King."

His brother's joke made Tiana giggle. King ushered the two women out, nodding to the prospects outside. Being an MC, they always had several guys on guard as lookouts, watching things in case shit went south. Sure, they had state-of-the-art surveillance equipment that alerted them when someone entered the property. However, having men prepared to do what was needed as guards was a deterrent. They wouldn't give up anytime soon.

"Who are they?" Tiana asked once they were on his porch and away from the others' hearing, her thumb aimed the way they'd come.

King glanced backward. "The ones on the front porch of the clubhouse are prospects. There's a difference between a brother and a prospect. What you need to know and remember is this. Don't speak to anyone unless you're spoken to, and only if Duke or I are around. If neither of us is near, you don't talk to anyone. Got it?" He wouldn't balk at teaching Tiana that she'd be punished if she broke a rule. While he'd love to put Ayesha over his lap, her firm luscious ass taking on a rosy hue under his palm, he'd fire Tiana's ass up for a whole other reason. It had nothing to do with sex. The young girl fell under a different category, she was protected as part of his property, but she was a child, and nobody fucked with children under his watch.

"I won't. I promise." Tiana made a show of crossing her heart with one finger over the place where her heart was on her chest. He shook his head, grinning.

"Good," he grunted. "You have a little more leeway, but not much. You've met a few of the brothers. Still, until Church, I don't want either of you running around talking to just anybody unless I've given the okay or Duke has."

He pushed the door to his home open, the red light of the alarm blinking. Using his body as a blocker on instinct, he punched in the code only he and his brother knew, turning the system off. Ayesha had been allowed to stay at his house while he'd been gone, but since she had left to cook, he'd gotten an alert on his phone. He'd set the system immediately, not leaving an opening up to chance. King never left his home unarmed, which was why it was locked and secured now. He saw the question in Ayesha's eyes, but he wasn't one to explain himself to anyone.

"Ayesha, did you make yourself comfortable while I was gone?" He had cameras in his home but hadn't wanted to spy on her. Besides, she would be a terrible poker player the way her emotions were written all over her gorgeous face.

"Not really. I mean, I used the bathroom and sat in your living room, but I was too nervous to do anything else. I really regret not going through your stuff now, though," she teased.

King tugged her body into his, using one hand to tip her face up to his, uncaring that Tiana was watching. "Hmm, it was probably a good thing then. You'd have been shocked right down to your...sensible panties."

She opened her mouth only to shut it, opening it again, probably looking like a fish out of water. "How do you know what kind of panties I have?"

He grinned, a teasing light in his stare. "I didn't. Care to enlighten me?"

"Oh, Ayesha, he is gonna be so disappointed since you like the sexy undies, and he clearly has a weird fetish for granny panties." Tiana snorted, jumping backward as King grabbed her in a mock swat.

"Little Bit, you're not too big for a timeout," he warned.

"I second that," Ayesha agreed.

"Hey, you both can't gang up on me." Tiana crossed her arms, but joy was in her words.

King didn't know how he knew it, but he was sure the younger girl would be okay. They just had to ensure Rico didn't get his hands on her before they could end him.

"I'll fill you in once we get Tiana settled in the guest room. I'm sure you have questions," he murmured quietly while Tiana walked ahead.

Ayesha nodded. "I think she's going to be fine. From all appearances, she's relatively unharmed, thanks to you guys."

He put his finger over her mouth, resisting the urge to feel her tongue on him again. No, the next time he did that, it would be a whole other body part she had in her mouth, and they sure as shit wouldn't have a young girl for an audience.

After he showed Tiana the guest room and they made sure she was settled with a bottle of water, her eyes were drifting closed as they shut the door. He and Ayesha returned to the hallway, his hand holding her much smaller one. He made sure the alarm was set and sent a text to Keys, giving him a heads-up to let him know they were in for the night. The other man had monitors on that would wake the fucking dead if they were triggered.

"Do you want a drink?" he asked Ayesha, leading her into the large family room where he and his brothers would hang out.

"Water would be nice."

He couldn't help but smile at the polite request. Oh, he had no doubt she was well-mannered, liked it, in fact. But he felt she would be a little less formal after spending time around his crew. From the small bar in the corner, he snagged water for her and a beer for him. Before handing her the cold drink, he unscrewed the cap, tossing the plastic into the trash. He did the same to his and gave her the drink. Their fingers brushing reminded him how soft her skin was. "Have a seat." He indicated the large sectional that was meant for comfort.

Ayesha eyed the supple leather, turning to look at him again with a look that he couldn't help but tease her a little. "I don't bite, Little Dove, unless it's what we both desire. Trust me, you'll know when and where I'm gonna nip your little body, and you'll love it. Now sit down before you fall down."

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