King's Wrath (Sydney Storm MC 5)

I never wanted this kiss to end.

I wanted a lot more, and I didn’t want it from anyone but him.

His body jerked suddenly, and he let me go. Taking a step back, he muttered, “Fuck.” His eyes were a raging storm of emotions as he said, “I didn’t come here to fuck you.”

Breathless and with my thoughts all still in a jumbled mess, I said, “You haven’t fucked me.”

He scrubbed a hand over his face. “I may not have had you with my dick, but I’ve had my mouth, fingers and tongue all over that sweet cunt of yours, Lily. I’ve made you come twice. That’s close enough to fucking you.”

“I want more.”

“You don’t.” Even while he said that, I knew by the way his eyes wandered down my body that he wanted this too.

“Why do you keep saying that?”

“Because I have nothing to offer you but the kind of sex that will fuck you up.”

“I’m not looking for a relationship, King.”

“And I don’t have one to promise you, but you’re not listening to me—I’m not into your standard sex. The shit I want… you wouldn’t.”

I moved close to him. “And you’re not listening to me. I want you to fuck me up. I want it rough. I want you to leave me raw. I want pain. I’ve only ever had sex a few ways, and I’m bored with that. I want to try it your way.”

He took all that in and watched me silently while he processed it. I thought I saw the moment where he lost the war with himself—the moment where he would agree to what I wanted—but then he shook his head once and forced out, “No.”

Before I could argue with him again, he stalked out of my bedroom, the door slamming behind him.

32

King

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Tatum hit me with a foul glare. “I’m going to pick him up. If he wants to come back here after, I’ll bring him.”

I shoved my fingers through my hair, feeling every ounce of frustration she was causing me. We’d just got word that Nitro was finally being released, and she insisted on challenging me over who would collect him.

I jerked my chin towards the front door of the clubhouse. “Go. But tell him I want to see him today. Or tonight. I don’t give a fuck which, but make it within the next eight hours.”

She continued glaring at me as she picked up her keys and phone. Without another word, she exited the building. Thank fuck Nitro was getting out; I wouldn’t have to deal with her anymore.

“You think you two will ever get on?” Kree asked as she wiped the counter of the bar where I sat.

“I doubt it. She’s too fucking stubborn. I don’t know how the fuck Nitro puts up with her.”

Kree slowed her movements. “From what I’ve seen, you’ve chosen women with a stubborn streak in the past too. It’s funny what love does to us.”

Love fucked people up. Of that, I was sure. She was right, though—I’d fallen for women who challenged me endlessly. Never again.

And fuck if Lily didn’t slide into my mind then.

It had been two days since I’d changed her locks and almost fucked her. It was getting harder to turn her away, so I’d made sure I was nowhere around when she came to see Skylar yesterday. And I’d do the same today. Hell, I’d do it every day going forward. Lily was an illicit pleasure I wouldn’t allow myself.

When I didn’t respond to what she’d said, Kree changed the subject. “Hyde told me I might be able to go home soon. That you guys are almost finished dealing with stuff. How long do you think that’ll be?”

“Hyde wouldn’t have said that, Kree. You’ve misunderstood.” We still had to take care of Romano, and fuck knew how long that would take. I wasn’t about to make her a promise I couldn’t keep.

“What wouldn’t I have said?” Hyde asked, taking the stool next to me.