Claiming His Prize (Killer of Kings 5)

“Wrap your legs around me, and take my cock in your hand, put me inside you.”

Lori followed his instructions, not caring that she was shaking just a little. She was so aroused and desperate for his cock.

He was already so hard that pressing him against her pussy wasn’t difficult. Inch by thick inch he sank into her wet heat, and she squeezed his shoulder where she held on for dear life.

“Now that is sexy as fuck. Seeing you take my cock, feeling your tight cunt wrapped around my dick.” His hands moved to her hips. “Now start to ride me, baby.”

She held onto both of his shoulders, and slowly, she took him deep inside her, pulling up until only the tip of him remained within her.

Finding a slow pace, she quickly got accustomed to his thickness, and it wasn’t long before she was driving herself down onto him, wanting more and more.

“That feels so fucking good.”

He moved from her hips to grab her ass, speeding up the tempo. He drove up inside her, over and over. She cried out his name, the pleasure building inside her. One of his fingers trailed between the crack of her ass, teasing her anus as he fucked her.

“Touch yourself, Lori. Touch your pussy. Make yourself come on my cock.”

She fingered her slit, thrusting up and down on his length. Her orgasm began to build, and it shocked her with the force of it as she came hard, driving down onto his cock. She screamed his name, their pleasured sounds echoing off the walls as he made her come at the same time his growl joined hers and his cock kicked within her.

Lori felt every single pulse as he filled her pussy.

Pressing her face against his neck, she tried to calm down her rioting emotions, but they were all over the place. Over and over she took deep breaths, basking in his touch as he slid his hands over her body.

“You feel amazing, Lori. I’m the luckiest bastard alive to have you.”

She felt like the luckiest woman in the world, and she didn’t want to lose him.

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Chains shook his head. “I’m not doing that.”

“Yes, you are. This is still my day. I’ve fed you breakfast, and we’ve watched a horror flick, which I think was a bad idea. I hate horror films.”

“Why did you watch it then?”

“Because I knew you wanted to watch it, and because of that, I figured I’d do something for you for a change.” She swung her hips from side to side, clapping her hands in time to the beat of the music.

Since his conversation with Maurice the night before, Chains had felt tense. He didn’t doubt that Boss knew about Lori. The son of a bitch probably had every single little detail on her life and was basking in his downfall. Another Killer of Kings to be lured in by the pleasure of a woman.

Lori was … fire to him. She was like a drug he didn’t want to give in to. All of his life he’d given everything back to people or had it taken from him. He didn’t want to give her back. She was a treasure. No one else cared about her. He did.

She came back to him, and that meant fucking loads to him. There’s no way anyone was ever going to take her from him. He’d kill every single one of those bastards first.

He wanted Lori to stay here while he went and dealt with El Diablo and Boss. If he didn’t think Boss would be a problem, he’d take her with him, but he knew Boss, and that man would find some way for him to pay.

There was a reason Boss was the leader of the Killer of Kings. No one got anything past him. He had more kills than any of them. In fact, his list of skills, kills, and deals was so long that some people believed they were mere speculation. He’d heard Boss’s name whispered as being in cahoots with the devil himself.

Chains just figured there was a lot more to Boss than any of them would ever realize. Boss always made the decisions. He kept to the guidelines, and he never crossed the line unless he had to. He was fearless.

“Where did you go?” Lori asked, standing in front of him. Music played in the background.

“It’s nothing.”

“You can tell me whatever is on your mind,” she said.

There were some things that would absolutely terrify her. Boss was not for the faint of heart.

“You want me to dance with you?”