Page 128 of The Loathing

“I want you full of me,” I whisper, placing a soft kiss on the inside of her thigh before I let my tongue flick over her clit, then suck her into my mouth.

“King,” she whispers, as I continue to fuck her with my fingers. As I continue letting my tongue devour her, I eat her as deep as I can, her soaked pussy on my face when she comes all over my fingers once more.

“Such a greedy girl,” I smirk, softly biting her clit then kissing it. “But you’re my greedy girl.”

I pull my fingers from her, standing slowly when I push my fingers between her plump lips.

“Clean them,” my voice shakes as she keeps her eyes on mine, sucking my two fingers into her mouth.

She jumps when there is a pounding on the door.

“Amora!” Wolfe shouts and I smirk.

“She’ll be out in a minute, she is busy,” I groan when I feel my cock twitch as she smirks around my fingers.

“Get her out here now.”

“Watch your mouth Wolfe,” I bite, slipping my fingers from her hot, wet mouth before lacing my fingers in hers and leading her away to the bathroom to clean her up.

* * *

I open the bedroom door, holding Amora’s hand and walking into the lounge when I feel everyone’s eyes on her.

“What did I say about touching her?” I bark towards Wolfe. That rage that slowly simmered was now back and at boiling point. I let go of Amora’s hand reluctantly, taking long, slow strides to where the little weasel is sitting.

He says nothing, just looks at me which aggravates me even more. Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, I drag him up from his seat and close my fist. I throw a punch into his jaw, his head snapping to the side, and I hear Amora gasp, the sound of chairs scuffing across the floor when I feel hands on me, grabbing and dragging me back.

“Let go of him,” Wolfe says softly, and they all drop me. I step back and stand in front of Amora. I feel the eyes of his henchman on me, but they don’t intimidate me. Wolfe rubs his jaw, taking his seat once more then turns his attention to his guys. “I deserved it, I laid hands on her… take your seats.” He holds his hand out towards the empty seats and his guys all take their seats one by one.

“Take her out for a while, I want her back at eight,” Wolfe dismisses us, and I don’t hang around for a second more before I am dragging her out of that hotel room and onto the streets of London town.

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

XAVIER

I pace.

Back and forth.

Forth and back.

Nerves prick at me, my heart thumping in my chest and I hear my phone beep.

I stop before I look at my desk. Stepping forward I see the unknown number.

Unknown

We have eyes.

Relief swarms me and I am glad that Titus and Amora aren’t in the hotel. Titus text me a little while back letting me know that she was okay and they’re walking round London whilst Wolfe finishes up with a meeting.

I hate that I am doing this to her.

Hate that I am putting her through this.

Hate that I can’t tell anyone what I know.

But it will all be over… soon.

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