Fierce King: Chapter 43

I was serving the dinner onto plates when she walked out of the bedroom. With her damp hair brushed back from her face, and wearing one of my t-shirts – she looked good enough to eat. And I could hardly wait to taste her. But, first we needed dinner, and a conversation about what had happened today.

‘I hope you don’t mind,’ she said as she indicated my t-shirt. But I literally have no clothes.’

‘Of course not. It looks better on you than it does on me anyway.’

‘I doubt that,’ she purred and my cock twitched to life.

‘I brought your clothes in from the beach anyway. We can wash them later. But in the meantime, you’ll have to wear mine.’

‘I don’t have any panties though,’ she said as she bit her lower lip.

Fuck, she was doing this on purpose. She knew I wanted to talk to her and she was trying to distract me with her gorgeous body.

I put the plates onto the table and walked over to her, grabbing her hair at the nape of her neck, I tilted her head to look at me. ‘I know you don’t. But you won’t be needing any. So, don’t worry about it. Now, sit your pretty little ass down, and eat your dinner.’

I released her from my grip and she sat at the table, looking up at me with those huge brown eyes of hers. My cock was desperate for her and now I was as hard as iron. I squeezed my dick and rearranged myself, but it didn’t really help.

‘If you keep looking at me like that, princess, you’re going to have my cock in your mouth instead of your dinner. So, eat up, before it gets cold.’

She chuckled and picked up her silverware. ‘I didn’t realize you could cook,’ she said as she speared a shrimp on her fork.

‘There’s a lot you don’t know about me,’ I said and she looked down at her food.

I felt much better when I’d eaten and watched her eat too. I loved to see a woman enjoy her food.

She looked up at me, with those fuck-me eyes and I realized I needed to take control of this conversation and evening, or I’d bury myself in her for the rest of the night and never get any answers.

‘Tell me what happened today,’ I said to her.

‘Promise you won’t get mad again?’

I shook my head. ‘I can’t promise that. But I do promise that I won’t punish you. I want you to be able to be honest with me, Alana.’

She took a breath and started talking. ‘I’d just got out of the shower when I got a call from Lucy. She’s been having so much trouble from her ex. I probably should have told you this, but she confided in me a couple of weeks ago and I promised her I wouldn’t tell anyone until I’d figured out a way to help her. But, she’s a runaway. She’s only sixteen, not eighteen like she told us at the shelter. She had false papers.’

I frowned. False papers weren’t that easy for a sixteen year old girl to get her hands on. I kept my thoughts to myself though, and she went on. ‘And not only that, she’s pregnant too. Blake is the father of her baby, but from what she’d told me, he sounded really abusive. Incredibly possessive and controlling,’ she looked up at me when she said that and her cheeks flushed pink again. ‘And I don’t mean in a good way.’

I couldn’t help but smile. ‘Go on.’

‘I think he’d beaten her up a few times, although she never told me that. But from the way he acted with her today,’ she shook her head and wiped a tear from her eye. ‘This morning, she was walking to the store when he found her. I’m not sure what happened but she ran away from him. She didn’t want to go back to the shelter and risk anyone finding out the truth, or putting any of the other residents at risk, so she hid and she called me for help.’

She looked up at me, her brown eyes wide and tearful. I said nothing so she carried on talking.

‘She sounded so desperate, Alex, that I just wanted to help her. I went to see Jacob but he’d taken the car for a service. It was Hugo’s day off, and the only guard I could find was Hank, and he’s always so horrible to me. I didn’t have time to explain everything to him, so, I called a cab and I went to her.’

‘You called a cab?’

‘I don’t know where the keys to your cars are.’

‘But how didn’t anyone see you leave? Why didn’t they see the cab pulling up outside the gate?’

She swallowed. ‘I knew if they saw it, they’d stop me from leaving, so I snuck out through the gate when no-one was looking and told the cab to wait for me down the street.’

I gritted my teeth and sucked in a breath.

‘I’m sorry. But she’s just a kid. She was scared and alone. I just wanted to get to her as fast as I could.’

‘I understand that you wanted to help her. But, it was so fucking reckless, Alana. Sneaking out like a teenager and not telling anyone where you were going. What the fuck were you thinking?’

‘I wasn’t thinking,’ she said and I saw the tears in her eyes.

‘What happened next?’

‘The cab dropped me off and I looked for her. When I found them, he had her pinned against the wall by her throat. I distracted him and told her to run. He turned on me then and slapped my face. I kicked him in the groin and started to run as he was doubled over, but he came after me and grabbed my purse. I shouted for help and he must have gotten spooked and he ran. I made my way to the diner, and then I called you.’

She looked up at me. I felt the anger raging through me and I willed my heart to stop racing.

‘You’re angry,’ she whispered.

‘I’m fucking furious,’ I growled. ‘But not with you. With that piece of shit.’

‘Oh?’ she said and then she stood up and walked around the table.

I pulled her onto my lap and brushed her damp hair from her face. ‘You should have told me when you found out about Lucy. I could have helped.’

‘I know,’ she nodded. ‘But I wasn’t sure how to do that. This thing between us has been so difficult to navigate, Alex. I never know what you want from me. Sometimes, I feel like you would do anything for me, and other times, it feels like you’re doing all you can to push me away.’

I looked into her eyes and realized the truth in her words. I did push her away because I was terrified of letting her get any closer to me than she already was. ‘You know you’ll need to tell Kristen. And the authorities? Especially if she’s pregnant?’

‘I know. But what will they do with her?’

‘Probably take her into care,’ I shrugged.

‘But, she might not be safe. She wants to stay here in L.A, Alex? She’s terrified of going back to Chicago.’

‘I know some people who might be able to help. We’ll make sure she gets placed with a good family. And as for Blake Fielding, he is a fucking dead man walking,’ I growled, feeling the anger surging again. I had given his name to a team of my best men and was confident they’d find him by morning.

She opened her mouth to reply, but then obviously though better of it. ‘Okay,’ she whispered.

I buried my face in her hair. ‘If anything ever happened to you, Alana … Lo eres todo para mi,’ I breathed. ‘I don’t force you to have a bodyguard for no reason. It’s for your own protection.’

‘I know.’

‘You know? So, why do you insist on defying me?’

‘I just wanted to help her. I didn’t think about putting myself in danger.’

I tucked her hair behind her ears. ‘Promise me, you won’t do something so reckless again?’

She bit her bottom lip. ‘I didn’t think you’d be so angry. You said your mom used to sneak out all the time with you when you were a kid. You almost seemed proud of her for it.’

‘And I was. But things are different now. My father’s enemies are not the same breed as mine. Back then there was a code. You never went after women and children. Or if you did, you were ostracized. But the world is different now, princess. My enemies would think nothing of hurting you to get to me.’

‘Would you ever do something like that? Hurt innocent women and children?’ she asked me, her eyes wide.

‘No,’ I told her truthfully. ‘Never.’

She must have liked that answer as she gave me one of her genuine, killer smiles.

‘Enough talking,’ I said as I stood up, lifting her in my arms. ‘It’s time for dessert.’

‘Ooh, what are we having?’ she asked.

‘You’re not getting any dessert. But I’m going to be eating pussy for mine.’

‘You have a filthy mouth, Mr. Montoya,’ she said, her mouth open in mock indignation.

‘It’s about to get a whole lot filthier,’ I said as I walked her into the bedroom.

I threw her down on the bed and peeled my t-shirt over her head. I could hardly wait to get some part of me inside her.

‘Open those legs, princess, and let me see you,’ I said as I unbuttoned my shirt.

She spread them wide for me and her pussy was already dripping wet. I pulled off the rest of my clothes as quickly as I could and walked over to the bed, dropping to my knees at the foot of it.

I hooked my hands behind her thighs and pulled her towards me, until her pussy was only an inch from my face. The smell of her sweet cream had my cock throbbing already.

‘Alex,’ she groaned and I closed my eyes and breathed her in. This woman was too fucking good for me, but I didn’t care. She was mine. No other man would ever touch her.

I dipped my head and lapped at her opening, drinking her juices. She moaned my name again and I doubled my efforts before moving up to her clit. I loved how she lost control when I sucked and nibbled on the tender bud of flesh.

I sucked and licked her until she was begging me to let her come. Sliding two of my fingers inside her, she clenched her pussy around me and I could feel her on the edge of her climax. I loved keeping her there – on the precipice of ecstasy – because when she was there, all she could think of was me and how good I made her feel.

I pressed in further, searching for that sweet spot that made her whimper and squeal. When I found it, I rubbed hard and sucked her clit harder and she rewarded me with a scream of my name and a rush of her sweet cream.