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Claiming His Prize (Killer of Kings Book 5) by Sam Crescent, Stacey Espino (11)


Chapter Eleven

 

He took a cleansing breath once they were alone in his cabin. Bain agreed to give them a little alone time before heading back to the city. Lori wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest. “I was so scared. I can’t lose you.”

“Everything’s okay now.” He stroked her hair and kissed her atop the head.

“Your heart’s racing. You’re lying.”

He pulled away, shaking his head. “Boss won’t hurt you. Killian won’t let him.”

“But you think he’ll hurt you? I thought things were settled.”

“He’s going to want to punish me.”

“Punish?”

He didn’t like the fear in her eyes. His job was to protect her from the dark side of his life. “You know about my Boss. You know what I do for a living. My life’s complicated, and not in a good way. Maybe you’re better off without me.” She was his prize, but now he loved her enough to let her go. He wouldn’t let Boss hurt her. That crazy bastard had shot other women without remorse. He was capable of anything.

“Don’t say that.”

“It’s true. I’ll set you up so you never have to work again, never have to worry.”

She pounded on his chest. “Stop it!” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “I’m not going anywhere without you. We’re together in this. Do you understand me?”

“I made a big mistake. Let me fix this. Be smart, Lori.”

Tears streamed down her face. “No! I love you. I won’t live without you.”

Fuck, she was cute when she was angry. He cupped her face and kissed her hard on the mouth. He needed her, had to be as close as possible. Chains backed her up against the wall and tugged her shirt off over her head. “I need you,” he said.

“I won’t let you leave me, Chains. Never suggest it again.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He unfastened her bra and bent down to gorge himself on her tits. He was addicted to her body. She mewled as he toyed with her nipples. They both needed this, needed to blow off some steam. Needed to forget reality for a while. He stripped off her pants and undies until she stood completely naked. “Put your leg over my shoulder.”

When she didn’t comply, he helped her, tossing her leg over his shoulder to give him a nice view of her pussy from where he knelt. “Chains…”

“Don’t deny me, Lori. You’re my little piece of paradise right now.” He lapped up her folds, making her cry out. He closed his eyes and rubbed his face against her cunt. She was already wet, her clit throbbing when he latched on. Chains suckled her until her leg went weak.

“I can’t take it anymore.”

He dropped her leg and stood up, towering over her. Chains shrugged off his jacket, forgetting he had his gun holsters on. But they clearly didn’t scare Lori, and she ran her fingertips along them, her lips parted as she looked up at him. He could feel her wanton energy, and it only increased his tenfold.

“I want all of you, princess. You ready to give me everything?”

She nodded.

Chains removed his holsters and unbuckled his pants. All that mattered was right here, right now. His cock was rock hard, tenting out his boxer briefs once he kicked off his pants. “Tonight’s a good night to break in the kitchen table,” he said. “Lean over it for me, will you, baby?”

He watched her walk to the table, her beautiful body naked, all her curves jiggling in just the right way. They maintained eye contact, even once she’d passed him. God, she was beautiful. In such a short time she’d transformed from an insecure, shattered woman to a strong, confident one.

She did as told, leaning over the wooden slab table on her forearms, her lush ass waiting for him. He licked his lips, reaching for the lube in the drawer near the sofa. With everything so up in the air, his need to claim every inch of his woman overwhelmed him.

“Remember when I told you this would be mine one day?” He rubbed a circle over the globe of her ass. “Today’s that day.”

“I trust you,” she said, no hesitation in her voice. He repeated the words in his head. Chains was used to being considered a heartless monster, a cold-blooded killer, not a man worthy of a woman’s trust. He would never let her down because he considered her love and trust a gift.

He kissed her ass, smoothing his hand up her back, pressing her down. Chains poured the lube down her crack, then used his finger to rub it into her tight little rosette.

“That feels good.”

“Such a cute little asshole. Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m all yours, Chains.”

He inserted one finger into her virgin hole, moving it in just the right way to make her crave more.

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Lori squeezed around Chains’s finger. She never realized how good something so dirty could feel. He’d set off something inside that affected her whole body. She needed him, all of him.

He ran the broad head of his cock up and down the crack of her ass, distributing the lube. Each pass made her clit and ass throb. She wasn’t sure if he was toying with her or preparing her.

“Chains, please…”

“This is different. It’ll feel strange at first.” He gripped her hip with one hand and pressed the head of his dick into her ass with the other. “Push back against me. Once I’m in things will get easier. Promise.”

Yes, he’d kidnapped her, kept her against her will, but that was then, before she knew the real him. She trusted Chains completely, knowing he’d never do anything to intentionally harm her. The first few inches made Lori cringe—the pressure, tightness, and unfamiliar sensations nearly made her change her mind. But Chains was right. As soon as the full length of his big cock was deep inside her ass, she became accustomed to the intrusion.

He stayed in place for the longest time, running his fingertips up and down her back, playing with her hair. She could stay like this forever.

“You should see what I see, baby. My cock inside your tight little ass. You feel amazing.”

She tightened around him, making him groan. Lying on the cold, hard table, her bare breasts pressed flat, she was completely vulnerable. New, dirty thoughts flitted in her head. Her beast of a man had claimed her ass, claimed all of her, and she loved every minute of it.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

“Better.”

“I’ll go nice and slow. You let me know if I hurt you.”

She nodded, using one hand to grip the edge of the table. He slid out, then pushed back in, slowly picking up a steady rhythm. In, out, in, out … it didn’t take long for her to be transported to that beautiful place of pre-orgasmic bliss.

“Oh God, Chains. I’m so close already.” These new sensations were powerful and exciting. She had a feeling this would be an orgasm to remember. Her entire body heated, her cheeks flushing.

He grabbed her wrist, bringing her arm down alongside her. “Touch yourself.” He brought her hand between her legs. “Make yourself come while I fuck you.”

As soon as she touched her throbbing clit, she gasped. Chains picked up the pace, pounding into her ass so hard the table legs scraped the tiles. His big, rough hands squeezed her hips as he rammed her.

“Chains!”

“Come for me, Lori.” His voice had taken on a darker edge, a man barely holding onto his humanity. It turned her on to see him so caught up in their lovemaking. Just hearing his command was enough to push her to the breaking point. Her womb cramped, then detonated, a beautiful rush of heat and pleasure rippling through her body.

She felt him ejaculate inside her ass as he pumped a few final times. They were both breathing heavily, their bodies moist with clean sweat. He pulled out and held a hand to her back. “Wait here a second.”

Chains came back a few minutes later and wiped a warm, moist cloth over her intimate parts and inner thighs, tenderly cleansing her.

“Thank you for that,” he said. He beckoned her to stand, taking her hand until she was standing in front of him. He arranged her hair, tucking the remainder behind her ears. “God, you’re beautiful, Lori.” Then he gave her a single kiss on the lips. It was the most precious moment of her life, so much emotion and promise in that one act.

“Now what?”

“We face the music,” he said.

She shook her head, taking a step back. “I can’t risk him hurting you.”

“What do you suggest, baby? There are no options.”

Lori tossed her hands in the air. “We run away. I mean, what if he decides you deserve a death sentence? I say forget everything and we go, no looking back.”

“He’ll find me.”

“No, he won’t! We’ll live off the grid. Live happily ever after.” Tears clouded her vision.

Chains pulled her into his strong arms, his heat and masculine scent surrounding her. She focused on the steady beat of his heart, trying not to break down completely.

“We’ll get through this. Please don’t cry,” he said.

They got dressed, tension strong in the air. Once she was ready, she stood frozen in place as Chains rushed around, checking his weapons. Everything seemed to be happening in a daze, a dreamlike state. She couldn’t even imagine losing the love of her life.

“Lori!” Chains held both her shoulders, giving her a little jolt. “Listen to me, understand?” She nodded. “I have money. A lot of fucking money. I put all the information in my bottom dresser drawer. If anything happens, take it all. Pay for all your brothers and sisters to get a good college education, buy yourself a cute house far from here. Understand?”

Her mouth opened, but no words came out.