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“What does that mean?” she asks.

“Just what it sounds like. When the time comes, you may hate me, Lana.”

“Why? What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to ruin you in the best ways.”

Chapter 16

Lana

The dress Hunter brought me hugs my body in all the right ways. I’ve never felt as beautiful as I do now. I applied a little makeup but not much since I don’t usually wear any to begin with.

We made our way to the ceremony, and now there’s a party afterward. The ceremony was nice and a little unusual, but Hunter said that it was calmer than what it used to be. He told me about the branding that had been done before Rylan and Silas took over, and I couldn’t believe people actually did that. Hunter just laughed and said I hadn’t seen anything yet but wouldn’t go into detail. That had me a little worried, to be honest.

Now I’m standing here in the middle of a fucking mansion full of Kings and their new Queens. Most of them seem happy, while there are a few who don’t look it. My eyes move around the room when I spot Hunter. A small smile crosses my face but quickly fades when I see the little blonde hanging off his arm. He doesn’t pay her much attention as he talks to some of the guys.

“Oh, hell no. Don’t let her do that shit,” Tamsyn tells me when she walks up next to me.

“He seems okay with it,” I say.

“Are you okay with it?” she asks, looking at me now. I shake my head and remember my words to Hunter the other night. I won’t be the victim anymore, and I meant it.

“You’re right. I’m going to make her wish she never touched him,” I say as I start toward them. Tamsyn laughs and follows along behind me. Hunter has told me more than once to take what I want, and what I want is him.

The closer I get, the more anticipation runs through me, heating my blood. When I’m right up next to them, I grab the girl by the back of her head, spin her around, and slam her face onto the table next to us. A few girls scream, and the guys all laugh, but Hunter? He stands there in awe of what I’ve just done.

“If you ever put your hands on him again, I’m going to snap your fucking neck,” I warn her. She stands upright and looks from me to Hunter when I lose it. I ball my hand into a fist and swing, hitting her right in the face. She stumbles back, and one of the guys catches her. I start toward her again when hands wrap around my waist, and I’m lifted off the floor. I scream at Hunter to let me down but he just laughs and keeps walking. We’re out of the ballroom and down the hall when he goes into a side room, slamming the door shut before he releases me. I spin around when I see the look on his face. He’s mad. Is he mad?

His nostrils flare, and his eyes are narrowed. I’m about to open my mouth when he raises his hand to stop me. He doesn’t say anything, and that unnerves me a little bit. I watch as he loosens his tie and then pulls it off before coming toward me. In seconds, it’s wrapped around my neck, cutting off my air. I grasp at it, but it does no good; it’s too tight to move.

Hunter walks me back toward the dresser and then secures the end of the tie to the handle. My head is bent at an awkward angle, letting very little air into my lungs. I feel his hands on me as he slowly drags the fabric of my dress up my body and bunches it in his hands. He stares into my eyes, not saying aword as he holds the dress there. Then he dips his fingers under my panties and finds my pussy soaked for him.

“You hit her over me?” he asks, his eyes burning like fire through my body.

“You’re mine.” Now, his eyes widen slightly at my words. He moves his hands, reaching behind me to untie the tie from the handle, and then shoves me to the floor on my knees. He keeps the end in his hand so he can pull it tighter whenever he wants to.

“Prove it.” I reach for his pants and unzip them, pulling his already hard cock out and licking the tip. Hunter keeps his eyes on mine the whole time I flick the end piercing with my tongue. I hear the grumble in his chest as I take him wholly into my mouth. I run my tongue along the bottom length, and a shiver runs through his body. I want to smile to myself but I don’t. I keep going.

I suck him deeper, loving the way his piercings feel against my tongue. I swallow the man whole, causing him to groan and thrust into my mouth. He pulls the tie tighter around my neck to the point I can’t breathe and then shoves his cock down my throat. I can’t even breathe through my nose at this point. I look up at him to find him staring back at me with hunger in his eyes.

“You think I’m yours, Lana? Is that what you think?” Why does he sound angry? I don’t have much time to think about it because I can’t breathe. Tears cling to my lashes as black dots start to fill my vision. “You going to tell me, or you going to pass out choking on my cock?” he asks this time. I debate it. I can’t read the look on his face right now.

The more black dots I see, the closer I am to passing out.

“Answer me!” he roars this time as I feel his cock jump in my mouth. It’s then I realize he’s coming in the back of my throat, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it or swallow it.

I nod my head frantically when he pulls back and loosens the tie. As soon as his cock leaves my mouth, I bend over, coughing and spitting cum onto the floor in front of me. I gasp for air, sucking in as much as I can before wiping my hand over my mouth. Hunter grabs me and rips me off the floor, slamming me against the dresser he had me tied to.

“Do you know how fucking beautiful you look choking on my cock?” he asks me. I don’t answer, but he leans in and runs his tongue along my lips, gathering anything I missed and taking it into his mouth. My chest is still heaving when he leans in and brushes his lips over my neck.

“I could make you come right now. I could fuck you until you couldn’t walk back out there, but I’m not going to. Do you know why?” he asks against my flesh. I shake my head.

“Because you said it. You said I was yours. You fucked that girl up for me, Lana. And now you’re at my fucking mercy.” With that, he sinks his teeth into my neck, causing me to cry out before he runs his tongue over the same spot. I arch my back into him, but he pulls away, and I smirk.

He watches me as I slide my dress up further and slip my hand between my legs. He stands there watching me as I dip my fingers into my wet and wanting pussy. He doesn’t move as I work them in and out, riding my hand. But he does move when he sees me getting close. He rips my hand away from my pussy and grabs it roughly in his hand.

“You don’t get that right anymore, little rebel. You lost all self-pleasuring privileges when you said those words. The only one who gets to make you come now is me. Do you understand me?” I don’t nod my head because I’m too horny right now. Instead, I whimper, and Hunter grins. “You think this is a game? No. You know better. You know I don’t play games, don’t you, Lana? If you so much as let a finger touch my pussy without my consent, I will make you pay. And you know how my punishments go.” Shit. That was a warning, and I know it.

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