Page 194 of Claimed By a King

Using my free hand, I palm her ass, holding her to me as I bury my nose against her fingers, still pressed to her clit, and sink my tongue into her slick heat as far as it can go to join my fingers.

My eyes remain locked on hers, watching an array of emotions flick across her expression.

First fear. Then confusion. And finally, acceptance.

I fucking devour her, reminding her how things are meant to be between us. Reminding her that I’ll always worship her. Reminding her that she’s still safe.

I’m not gentle now, my tongue a force to be reckoned with as it dives in, glides through, flicks over, doing all the things it already knows Zoe loves.

“Gray. Yes,” Zoe cries out, gyrating under me before her back arches off the bed and she screams out her release while she gushes over my face.

Something worth drowning in.

“Fuck… Gray,” she pants, shoving at my head as I continue to lick her clean. “Get up here.”

Chuckling as I pull back from between her legs, I crawl up her body as she hooks her legs around my waist and tugs my hips forward, the head of my cock finding her entrance.

“I need you inside me.” She writhes, accepting my straining cock as it sinks in.

“You’re not mad?” I grit out, trying not to come to the party too early. She feels so fucking good.

“No.” She shakes her head. “Thank you.”

Her lips claim mine in a searing kiss, tongues clashing as I start moving inside her.

My hand palms the swell of her breast between us, and she breaks the kiss when my thumb grazes her nipple.

“You feel so good,” she breathes, one hand fisted in my hair while the nails of her other hand dig into my hip.

“I didn’t want to scare you,” I rasp, biting her earlobe, “but I needed to claim that back.”

Moaning, Zoe shifts under me, urging me to the side so I follow her lead, letting her roll us so I’m on my back with her straddling me.

“It’s yours, Gray,” she growls, her blue gaze fierce as she raises her eyes to look at me.

“Fuck, Zo. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

I can’t stop my hands from wandering as I stare up at her sheer beauty, her blonde hair tumbling over her shoulder on one side while I cup both tits this time.

“You’re so deep,” she moans, grinding her cunt on me. “I want to swallow you whole.”

A primal growl escapes me, loving how consumed she is by this act.

“Take it all,” I choke out, feeling her clamp around me.

Her fingers dart to her clit, mashing it as she throws her head back, taking everything I give, and everything she needs.

Before I know what’s happening, she convulses around my cock, squeezing it to the point of no return, and my ownclimax bursts free as we ride it out together and I fill her full of my cum.

I spent way too long in bed with my princess today, and it’s hard to think of anything else but forcing her to go to sleep so I can wake her with my tongue again. But duty calls.

“Are you sure you want to share Nirvana with Slasher and Alana?” Zoe asks quietly as we come down the stairs, and when she glances over her shoulder at me, she catches me watching her ass as she walks.

I shoot her a wink.

“Focus, Gray.”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” I give in and drag my eyes from the round globes of her ass, giving it a little slap as we reach the bottom of the staircase, and veer left to head toward church. “I thought about what you said. About trust and building a stronger relationship with my VP to create a club that’s more than rules and how we can make more money.” I reach out and pull her to me, spinning her so we are nose to nose. “You’re right, Mrs. Black. The Cruz Kings is more than a club. It’s a family. Our family.”

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