Page 141 of Tantalizing Kings

Tongues clash, teeth crash, and I whimper, sagging into him while my lips move desperately against his as my orgasm rushes to the surface.

It hits me so hard that I sob into the kiss, my body locking up as my cunt grips his cock with everything it has. I see fucking stars as I gush around his cock, practically passing out. He groans, ripping my head back.

I don’t get a chance to come down from my release before he flips me so that my back hits the couch and he’s standing eerily over me. He grabs my legs, pressing my knees to my ears, and starts to rut into me like a wild animal, a feral look in his eyes.

And then I see him shatter. His eyes go wide as I see for the first time his vulnerability. His body tenses up, and then he’s cumming. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He almost sobs himself as his cock unleashes inside me. I can feel the jets of cum filling me up and dripping out of my hole, making its way down my ass.

There’s a second where it’s only us breathing in sync, locked together, the moment perfect as my body hums with a feeling like no other.

And then, in a true Preston fashion, he ruins it.

Quickly, he pulls out of me and stumbles to his feet. He doesn’t say anything as he grabs his clothes and angrily pulls them on. “Get dressed,” he demands in a cold tone.

I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not cry.I continue to chant in my head, willing this whole situation not to affect me. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to this.

But fuck, it hurts because I thought for the smallest moment he felt something more for me.

With weak limbs, I move to sit up, swallowing a whimper of pain as I put pressure on my destroyed pussy. There’s no other way to describe it.

I hold back tears as I get to my feet and grab my dress.

“We’re done here, right? Our deal is fulfilled. You got what you wanted. You are free of your duties at the Host Club. It was nice doing business with you,” he states coldly, not even looking at me.

I can see he’s in pain, not fully able to stand up as he buttons up his shirt.

“Why are you being like this?” I whisper. He stops and looks over at me.

“Like what?”

“So cold.”

“Cold? I’m not being cold, Sadie, this is me. We had a deal; it was fulfilled, and now we're done. This isn’t your world, Sadie. You shouldn’t even have stepped foot into the Host Club room. People like me, like Grayson and Declan, we will eat you up and spit you out. Move on with your life, take what you learned and do something with it. Just not with us.”

I have no right to be upset. He’s not wrong. This was meant to be a deal and nothing more. He owes me nothing other than what he just gave me.

So, I nod, grab my mask off the floor, and slip it on. I leave the room, and I don’t look back.

Every step hurts, my pussy burning.I’m going to need a week-long bath to heal.The further I get from that room, the more my heart starts to crack.

“Sadie?” I look up at the sound of Collin’s voice. “What the fuck!?” He cups my face. “I’m going to kill him.”

“Don’t.” I give him a weak smile. “I wanted it. I could have used the safe word at any time, but I didn’t. It’s done. Can we leave?”

He looks like he wants to argue, to go back there and beat his brother’s ass. But he nods and wraps his arm around me instead. “Let's take the back exit.”

Leaning into Collin’s side, I let him lead me down the hall. When we pass the room I was just in and head through the exit door, I keep my head down.

But I look over my shoulder right before the door closes to see Preston standing in the doorway of the room. It takes everything in me not to run over to him and hug him, to tell him everything is going to be okay. The look on his face is one of a boy who’s hurting, who wants to do something about it but can’t. What shocks me the most is the regret he’s not trying to hide.

Turning away, I let Collin take me home, and I let him clean up the mess his brother left behind.

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