Page 83 of Cruel Crown

I sucked his thumb and watched as his eyes flared; then I bit it, and he cursed, pulling it out.

“The same amount of force to bite a carrot takes to sever a thumb. Most people’s minds hold them back because of fear—not mine, handsome.” He might be right about my pouting..

We spent yesterday in our villa with the water around us, just sitting down, not doing anything but eating and fucking, and today he brought us hiking. Not legal hiking. He somehow brought military-grade equipment without me noticing.

“You’re lucky you suck good dick, Petal, or else I’d never stick my cock inside that mouth.”

I opened said mouth to tell him it was years of practice when he pierced me with a deadly look that had me feeling wet between my legs right away. His whiskey eyes shone with anger, but he still wanted me.

“Say a fucking word I don’t like, Petal, and I’ll fuck your arse, then throw it off the fucking cliff.”

“I’m sorry, handsome.” I rolled my eyes. “My mouth was a virgin until the day you so graciously fucked it.”

He snorted at the sarcasm that dripped from my tongue. Ignoring him, I went to take a seat on the ground while he pulled out a sniper. That intrigued me.

For a moment, I wondered what Bastian was doing. After the castle, he got a call from Julian Jr. His father had been thrown in jail, and now he needed someone he could trust to give him a little help. This was what we had been waiting for. It was sad to let him go, but on the plus side, it kept him away from Cam.

She grew stronger every day, and I knew it was a matter of time before she’d want to see Xander dead.

A seaplane caught my eye and interrupted me from my thoughts. I watched the gold beauty come down on the water like an eagle ready to grab its prey.

“And it’s all set,” Gideon said.

“Great, I was getting bored.”

“Lies, love. When I’m around, you never get bored. Now, come here.” He patted on the rocky spot next to him so that I would be the one looking through the scope. I mean, after making me hike and the attitude he’d been giving me, the least he could do was let me kill.

I made my way toward him. He had put the sniper at an angle so it was facing downward toward the water. I leaned into the scope and noticed he had it pointed to a yacht.

“So, who am I killing?”

“You’ll know when you see it.” He stood behind me, his hand coming to the waistband of my leggings.

“What are you doing?” I asked as his hand slipped inside.

“Find your target,” he said, his voice dropping a few octaves.

I bent once more, looking methodically with the scope, not sure what or who I was looking for. I saw a man who looked like a guard, so I passed him because if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that my target was going to be the owner of the yacht, not the help.

“Spread your legs a little more, Petal, give me room to work with,” he whispered in my ear, and because he was annoying and I wanted to shoot someone, I complied with him.

Two fingers touched my swollen clit, and I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning. He then cursed.

“Fuck, baby, you’re soaked.” He growled against my neck, sending shivers over my body.

“Keep looking,” he demanded as his fingers fucked me slowly. A fire spread through my lower belly, but for now, I ignored it.

I put my eye on the lens and moved it a little faster. There was a woman on the boat who looked like she didn’t want to be there. She looked scared. Gideon would have been forgotten if he didn’t know me so well that he knew something was wrong. He inserted two fingers deep in me, and I felt myself get wetter.

“Fuck, Petal, just keep going,” he said as he kept moving at a faster pace.

I scanned faster, trying to find my target because the faster I did, the quicker I knew I would be allowed to come.

“Murder gets you horny?” Gideon mocked, but his words were forgotten.

My heart stopped for a second.

Gideon stilled for a moment.

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