Page 30 of Tormented Kings

Emma snorts. “Clearly not. She’s in a towel with wet hair.”

“Sure as hell smells like sex in here.” Mia wrinkles her nose.

They just walk in like they own the damn place. Me? I’m still standing there like I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

“Oh, look.” Mia grins, looking down at Declan, who’s only in his boxers, cleaning up the mess on the couch. “It’s my fiancé. Hey, boo.” She wiggles her fingers at Declan.

Declan looks up at her, face flaming. “Hey, Mia.”

“Did you fuck my girl good? If not, we’re gonna have words.” She crosses her arms.

“This is so weird,” Declan groans, grabbing a couch pillow to hold it over his junk as he stands. “I’m gonna go get dressed,” he says, grabbing his clothes as he slips out of the living room, leaving me all alone with these heathens.

“That doesn’t answer my question!” Mia shouts after him. “Running in shame isn’t a good look on you, Declan.”

“Cat got your tongue, Pretty Girl?” Grayson chooses now of all times to come out of the bathroom. My eyes snap over to him, slowly taking in how damn fine he looks right now—towel hung low on his hips, hair still wet from the shower. If my best friends didn’t just crash my sex party, I’d drag him back into that shower and make him eat me out again. Yeah, he scrubbed me down and then gave me another orgasm with his face between my legs, not even caring that, most likely, Declan’s cum was still inside me.

Giving me that sexy, cocky smirk, he grips my chin and leans in to press a soft kiss to my lips that leaves me swooning before looking over to my friends, who are now gaping at my man. My man. Holy shit, Grayson is my man. He’s also my stepbrother, but we’re not going to go there right now.

“He indeed fucked our girl good. We did not disappoint. Sadly, however, we will have to disappoint you because we fucked her brains out about thirty minutes before you walked in.” Grayson chuckles as I stand there dying.

I’m not embarrassed. You can’t be when you’re friends with these girls, they will eat you alive. But I know I will never hear the end of this.

They all look at me. “Girl.” Mia fans herself. “I’m into women. But that man.” She points to Grayson. “He makes me question things.”

Narrowing my eyes at her, I flip her off. I know she’s kidding, but does she have to ogle him like that?

“All of you. Eyes off my man now.” I snap my fingers.

Emma raises her brows. “Your man?” She looks between the two of us. “Something you need to tell us, babe?”

“Yes,” I answer. “Later.” I spin around to face Grayson. “You need to get dressed and leave.”

Grayson pouts. “Gonna kick me out like that, baby?” He pulls me into his arms, grabbing my ass. “You’re gonna hurt my feelings.”

I lick my lips, finding it really hard not to give in right now. “I’m sure your ego will be fine.”

He grins. “Fine. Go. Have fun with your friends.” He leans in close, bringing his lips to my ear. “I’ll see you later, Pretty Girl. Now that I have you, I don’t think I’ll ever be letting you go. At least not for long.” I suck in a breath as he nips at my earlobe before pulling back with a smug as shit look on his face.

He grabs his clothes off the ground, winks at my best friends then turns to head into my room to change. At the same time, Declan comes out.

“I, ahh.... I’ll leave you to your friends,” he tells me, cupping my face and leaning in for a kiss. “Thank you,” he murmurs against my lips. I’m not sure what he’s thanking me for, but when he pulls away, he has a huge smile on his face. “For choosing me.” And there goes my heart, melting out of my chest. “I’ll text you later. Have fun, be safe.” He kisses my cheek before making his way past my friends.

“Bye, Declan!” Emma shouts, laughing when he doesn’t make eye contact before disappearing out the door.

I’m waiting, biting my tongue until the guys are gone before I say anything.

Grayson comes out of the room next. His shirt is on, but it’s undone. Thankfully, his pants are on. But his hair looks like he’s been freshly fucked, and I don’t know if it makes me jealous that other people are going to see him like this or happy that it’s because of me.

“Have fun, Pretty Girl.” Grayson grins, grabbing me by the back of the head and pulling me in for a quick kiss. “But not too much fun,” he adds before kissing the tip of my nose.

He turns on his heels and walks over to my friends. “You three. Keep an eye on my girl,” he says in a serious tone. “I’m sure she’s told you about everything?”

“Don’t worry, big guy. We won’t let anything happen to her,” Alice replies.

“Good.” Grayson nods. “See you later, ladies.”

When he’s gone, Emma shuts and locks the door before spinning to face me with a shit-eating grin.

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