Inevitable (King Crime Family 2)

“Ride my hand, baby…” My own words echo through my mind as I remember every push and pull of our bodies. The way we became one, how I would love to go back to that. To do nothing but stay wrapped up in her for hours.

Things are different now. Death changes people. It changes everything. Why was I so careless with that fragile love between us? I should have known better. I should have been better for her… better for us.

A deep moan pulls me from my thoughts. My eyes refocus, and I watch Amara roll over in bed. She’s wearing one of my shirts and a pair of my boxers. Her shirt rides up with each movement, showing her lower back and ass to me.

My cock stiffens, my whole body getting ready to take her. Of course, it is always hard with her around, but there is something much more important that needs to be handled. I need to know what happened to her while she was gone. Where she had been taken, all she had endured. God, I was a fucking douchebag for not asking these questions before doing anything with her.

Wringing my hands together, I clasp them in front of me. Did I really want to talk to her about all of this? I know I said how sorry I was, but I need to know she is okay. I need to make this right.

Slipping from the chair, I tiptoe across the floor and to the bed. For a moment, I simply stand there, staring at her beautiful face. It’s more than the face of an angel. It’s the face of my savior. The woman I love, who I have hurt, betrayed, and somehow, still managed to keep. Her nose scrunches as if she’s having a bad dream and her pink lips part, a sigh escaping.

Right then, my heart does a little pitter-patter. Yes, the totally fucking girly kind where sighs fall from lips and eyelashes bat. I’m beyond pussy whipped, and I don’t even care. Not one fucking bit.

“Hey, piccolo,” I whisper against her skin as I clasp the side of her cheek gently. She stirs only slightly, and one eye opens.

“It’s still dark out, so if you’re waking me up, somebody better be dying. Wait—no, scratch that... somebody better not be dead. Too much heartache going on around here.” I can tell by the humor lacking in her voice that she isn’t kidding.

“I just need to talk to you. I need to let you know James is coming to meet you. I know you said you needed some time to digest everything that has happened, but we don’t really have time. We need to devise a plan and…”

I’m the motherfucking king, but here I am, bowing to her. Putting myself on the line. I’ve never had to ask someone if things were okay between us—simply because I never cared enough to ask.

“And?” she asks puzzled as I sit on the bed next to her. My dick is still hard, and the way she is looking at me is making it more difficult for me to focus on the task at hand. Fuck. Yeah, that’s what you need to be doing.

“And…. I need to know….” Pause. “If everything is okay? Are you going to be okay?” Pause again. Would I ever be able to fucking man up? Fuck having a cock—if I look down, I guarantee I’ll find a pussy between my legs since I’m acting like one.

Sighing, I raise my gaze and look her straight in the eyes as if I am looking straight down the barrel of a gun. “I need to know we’re okay. I know it sounds fucked up, but I need to know you’re all right. I need to know you aren’t lost somewhere in that pretty fucking head of yours.” She knows exactly what I’m asking because not even a second passes before she’s giving me answers.

“Well, basically, I was held in a hole for three weeks. When I say hole, I do mean one in the ground, surrounded by dirt. I was talked down upon and treated like shit for hours upon hours. Then… Eli baited me to get out of the hole. Technically, I baited him, but it doesn’t matter…” Closing my eyes for a moment, I take a deep breath to calm myself. If he touched her, there is a cement block with his name on it.

“Eli was there? Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” I try my very best to keep my voice even, hiding how angry I am with her for not speaking up before.

“I guess it kind of slipped my mind. I’m sorry, things have been crazy. Eli being there and helping me escape has been pretty low on my list of things to digest. He did tell me to let you know you owe him a favor.”