Page 75 of Royal Sons MC

Not waiting for her to comply, King went to his favorite spot, the corner with the recliner. On nights he was too damn exhausted to go down to his bedroom or to his suite on the main floor, he crashed on the sectional. Those times were few and far between, but if it made Ayesha comfortable, King would sleep there for her...for a night. After that, convincing her to sleep in his bed would be paramount.

"You're used to getting your way, aren't you?" Her question was said with a teasing quality he liked.

King lifted the beer to his lips, taking a healthy swig before answering, locking his gaze with hers. "Yes," he said, not denying the truth.

"Why does that not surprise me, and why does that turn me on?" She turned her face away, her hand going over her mouth.

King sat his drink down on the side table. "C'mere," he rasped.

Ayesha took a deep breath. "Said the spider," she muttered.

He didn't pretend he didn't understand what she was referring to. "I'll only trap you if you want me to. Now, come here." His tone brooked no arguments. He was a man who was used to getting his way, and this time was no different.

She lifted the water bottle to her lips, gulping down a long swallow, coughing as she took too much in. She wiped away the excess that dripped down her chin with one hand, setting the half-empty bottle on the table. King spread his legs, making room for her to step between them. He didn't straighten from his relaxed pose. Although his dick was ready to burst out of the tight confines of the denim. He tried not to draw attention to that undeniable fact. Once she was within arm's reach, he tugged her onto his hard thigh, her eyes going wide at the move. "I like your ass. No, I love your ass. Nice and round. Not tiny as if you worried you couldn't eat a plate of pasta 'cause it would go straight to your hips and shit." King let his hand trail down from her shoulder to hip, memorizing the feel of her.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to say to that." She sat stiffly on his lap.

King maneuvered her so that both her legs draped over his, positioning one arm over his shoulder, the action bringing her closer to his chest. "Say what you mean, or don't say anything has always worked for me." He smoothed his right hand up and down her thigh, wanting to get her used to his touch.

"No man has ever said the things you do, like you do, to me." She sucked in a breath as his fingers skimmed the inside of her legs, the tips grazing the seam near the V at the apex of her thighs.

"That's good. Do you like it?" He teased the juncture with his thumb, watching her expression as he did so. When she didn't answer right away, he did it again, enjoying the emotions that flitted across her face. The rosy color highlighting her cheeks also colored her neck. "I asked you a question, Little Dove." With a little more pressure, he ran his finger down the center seam before moving back up. Her shiver would've been answer enough for most men, but King demanded more.

"Yes, I like it." She turned her head toward the hall where her sister slept. "Do you do this often?"

It took effort for him to pull his eyes from the twin points of her hardened nipples to meet her gaze, but when he did, there was no doubt she had insecurities. "Are you asking me if I'm a virgin? 'Cause the answer would be no. If you're asking me if I've fucked a woman on this couch, I'd have to ask you if you really wanted to know. But let me tell you something, and I hope it settles some of your fears. First, I do want to fuck you. And I will, but not tonight. Second, whatever I've done before meeting you has no place in what's happening between you and me. If you're not drawn to me the way I am to you, then by all means, let me know. I've never forced a woman into my bed or wherever I've taken her, and I sure in the fuck won't start with you." King stood easily with Ayesha in his arms, lowering her to the ground as he got to his feet.

"It's late, Ayesha. Let me show you to the room adjoining Tiana's." He made to step around her.

"Please don't be mad at me," she whispered, reaching her arms around his waist to hold him. "Everything is so out of control I don't know what's up or down. Why would you even look twice at me?"

King gripped Ayesha's hips in his palms and stared down at her. At her question, his heart nearly tumbled out of his chest. "What do you mean? Why wouldn't I look twice at you? You're gorgeous. You've got curves for days that are made for...well, I don't want to make you blush. Plus, you're one of the bravest, clearly loyal women I've ever met. If those aren't good enough reasons, let me strip you naked, and I'll show you." He ended his words by pulling her into his body, letting her feel exactly what she did for him.

"Um, King, is that a hammer in your pocket or—" she trailed off.

"If I were Thor, that would most definitely be my mighty hammer. Since I'm not him, I guess that would be my dick, and it's most assuredly hard enough to pound something, preferably your sweet pussy, or a few other parts of your body."

Her laughter eased the tension from his shoulders. "Come on, it's been a long night. Let me show you to your room."

"Where's your room?" The innocent question made him smile.

King bent, pressing his lips to hers. The small kiss turned into more as she opened for him, stroking her tongue across his lips. He growled, pulling her body flush to his. The next thing he knew, he had her under him on the supple leather couch, her top rucked up beneath her chin while he tweaked her breasts. A sound disturbed his concentration just as he began to move down, nibbling and giving biting kisses along her exposed skin. King pulled back, lifting his head up to listen. "Your sister is awake," he muttered.

Eyes so filled with passion blinked up at him, confusion making her slower to understand what he'd told her. "What?"

He got up, tugging the bra he'd shoved up moments before back into place, doing the same with her top. "Tiana is looking for you. I think she had a nightmare." King kept his voice low while Ayesha sat up, his body blocking Tiana's view of her sister.

"Oh," she said. As if a switch was clicked, she hopped up, big sister mode kicking in.

If he weren't hard as a rock, he'd have laughed at the ease with which she forgot about him. Of course, he also admired her dedication to family.

AYESHA HURRIED TOWARDTiana and the fear she could see on her little sister's face. If King hadn't heard her crying out, she'd have probably walked in on...Ayesha wouldn't finish the thought. Her little sister would've seen much more than she bargained for. That was a guarantee.

With a red face, she met Tiana in the hallway. "What's wrong, sis?"

Tiana shivered. "I'm sorry to interrupt you guys. It's just—I had a dream, only it was so real. I thought if I got up and walked around, I could erase the images in my head."

"You need anything to drink?" King offered.

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