Page 196 of Ruthless Kings of Havoc

“If you don’t lick my pussy like that, I don’t want the knife back.” I groan in actual jealousy.

I’m jealous of a fucking knife. Talk about desperation.

Zander laughs, making more tears fall down his cheeks.

“No way are you leaving here without me getting to pulverize your pussy with my pierced, healed cock.”

“Zayn.” I cup his cheeks and use my thumbs to wipe away his tears. “Why are you still crying?”

He laughs, yet it’s sad as he looks my way. It makes me choke up.

“I just never thought… I’d love anyone… ever,” he confesses with a smile. “A sicko like me… loves you? I’m capable of love. It’s maddening… and beautiful.”

“It is beautiful,” I whisper and kiss his cheeks.

“My mom would be proud,” he admits and kisses me. “Though she’d be mad to see how indecent we’re going to be in this forest, so let’s not call upon her spirit, thanks.”

“Oh God,” I groan and push him away. “Now I’m going to think she’s watching over us. No.”

“They say if you wait a minute without summoning their spirit, they’ll fade away.”

“Who’s ‘they’ Zayn?” I ask, knowing he’s going to give me an answer I feel won’t satisfy me.

“Google.”

“Zayn! Google isn’t a reliable resource, silly!”

“More reliable than the weather,” he whines. “It wasn’t supposed to rain. Now my girl is all drenched and cold.”

I laugh, realizing I’m shivering. I’m surprised my teeth haven’t started a chattering fit, but I guess all that adrenaline is out of my system, so I can feel the cold.

“Then why doesn’t my King warm me up a little?” I offer as I take the cupcake from his grasp and enjoy a bite of it. My moan of delight is loud and worthy. “Fuck. This is the best chocolate cupcake I’ve had in years. Do we have more?”

He takes the cupcake from me, making me pout because I want more of it.

“Yes, there’s more. Matteo made them.”

“Huh?!” I gawk at him, registering who the baker is. “Matteo did— Mhmm.” He cuts me off by kissing me.

“Don’t speak another King’s name until I’m done having my way with you, Dolcezza.” He groans against my lips. “Now, strip out of that crop top. I need to suck on those hard nips of yours.”

I’m flushed with his command but don’t hesitate to cross my arms around my waist so I can peel the wet fabric off my flesh. Discarding it to the side, I lean back, allowing Zander to admire my perky breasts and hard nipples.

“I wonder if this frosting is good,” he ponders to himself as he gathers some of the purple-green frosting and lathers it on my nipples. The touch makes me shiver, a quiet gasp leaving my parted lips when he doesn’t hesitate to dive in and suck my left breast.

“Fuck,” I moan at how hot the inside of his mouth is while his tongue trails along my sensitive nip. He sucks and taunts, clearly enjoying the frosting and getting to fulfill his current desire. He moves to the other side, and I’m thankful he’s keeping the bike stable because all I want to do is lift my legs, wrap them around his waist, and grind against him until I cum.

“My Maiden is so greedy,” he growls against my flesh as he lays a kiss on each breast, admiring how I’m catching my breath.“Trying to have this cupcake all to yourself without sharing with your King.”

Smirking defiantly, I encourage his desire to make me a bad guy by managing to take the cupcake from him and have another bite.

He arches an eyebrow as I enjoy chewing the sweet delight at my own pace.

“Fucking delicious.”

“You know what else is fucking delicious?” He leans back and reaches out to grip my waist.

“What?” I whisper, fighting the urge to lick my lips, which I’m sure are covered in chocolate residue. Just watching the lust dancing in the depths of this man’s eyes is making my pussy grow wet. “Z-Zander. We’re on a bike.”

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