Page 80 of Kings of Desire
‘I want some one-on-one time with you. Or would you prefer me to hire you directly from The Pleasure Room?’
‘You know the limitations of my job. Now, let me go.’ I tried to get him to move so I could leave, but there wasn’t a chance in hell that he would budge and allow me to pass.
‘I want the same treatment as Cole. I can see it from the way he looks at you. He wouldn’t give you a second of interest if he wasn’t fucking you.’ Ace took a step closer to me as his eyes were drowning in the most despicable lust I ever witnessed. ‘You can’t be an expensive bitch since I know he no longer has money.’ I could tell from the way he said it that he didn’t just desire me. He was doing this because he loathed Cole, hisfriend.
Taking a step further he pushed me against a shelf. All plans of escape ran through my mind, but the second I began searching for something to hit him with, the door opened, a hand appear through its crack, and dragged Ace out, back into the hallway.
It was the angriest devil of them all, as by the time I managed to get out, an avalanche of fists and knee blows to his ribs were falling over Ace. Not that he didn’t deserve them all, but the overzealous nature of mykingwas threatening to turn everything from a well-deserved correction to a full-blown slaughter.
I may have been the damsel in distress this time, but I couldn’t let him go to jail just for protecting my honor...especially after he was the first one to make sure that I didn’t have any left.
Jason and Nick screamed at him to end the madness, though nothing seemed to get him to stop. He was killing him! That was before I took all my available courage and jumped on top of him, climbing on his back in the ultimate attempt to get him to stop.
Blinded by anger, I don’t even think he even realized who it was, that, until shaking his arms to escape from the unwanted assistance, he managed to thump me with his elbow, sending me straight on the floor.
I guess he did hit me in the end...
A roar of rage interrupted everything, as Cole left Ace almost unconscious on the floor, then began walking in my direction, catching my face to turn it his way.
My lip was broken on the inside, and I could feel the blood on the tip of my tongue, as his thumb sneaked inside my mouth, searching for the place the sweet liquid was springing from. Retrieving his finger, he placed it in his own mouth as if savoring the taste of my blood.
‘Walk with me, Mouse,’ he gave me his hand to help me stand up, then began walking towards the parking lot as if nothing had happened. But even though beating some student during a break was not an uncommon thing, smashing Ace’s face, was.
‘Where are we going?’ I asked, hardly managing to keep up with him as he was heading towards his car.
‘Mommy wants to meet you,’ he spoke ironically, opening the driver’s door so he could get inside the car.
‘Tonight!?’ I was panicking as a century heads-up would have sounded a lot better.
‘Now,’ he shrugged as if he couldn’t give a fuck about what will happen. ‘Did you manage to get your family into town yet?’
‘No... Not yet.’
‘Then you don’t have any reason to say no to her. I told my father you are my girlfriend so he won’t ask too many questions about helping you, and now I got stuck with my mother on my back. I know her. She won’t back down before she meets you.’
‘In exactly how much trouble am I in?’
‘Never brought a girl home, so I’m also treading on new ground. My father does anything I ask without too many questions, but when it comes to her, she acts like the prosecution.’
‘What if she asks questions? I literally don’t know anything about you.’
‘Do you really think that at our age my mother would expect you to know anything except for what my dick looks like!?’
That part was surely covered for.
‘What if she asks about me. About my not-so Elite origins...’
‘Chill down, Mouse. You can tell her you come from the Pit. It’s not like I’m going to marry you.’
Wow, that hurt, even if it wasn’t supposed to. I was screwing material, but definitely not a wifey one.
‘Now stand still and let me see what damage I have done,’ he caught my chin in his palm, holding my head motionless so he could sneak his tongue between my lips, and kiss me so unhurriedly that I was beginning to ask myself if I was still kissing Cole.
‘It’s better now,’ the certainty in his voice made me laugh.
‘Did you heal my lip with your magic tongue,’ I giggled, amused at what an exceptional opinion he had of himself.
‘You know my tongue is magic. You couldn’t resist it for more than five minutes.’
