Fierce King: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (L.A. Ruthless Series Book 1)
Fierce King: Chapter 47

I was late getting home. I’d checked in with my lawyer a few minutes ago to see how his meeting with Lucy and Alana had gone.

Evan Goldman was the best lawyer money could buy, and I trusted his instinct as much as I trusted his considerable skills in the courtroom. He had made sure that Lucy was placed with a decent family in a good neighborhood and that had made Alana happy. But, like me, Evan believed that there was something not quite right about Lucy Callaghan’s story.

I walked through the quiet house, expecting to replace Alana in the den, but she wasn’t there. I checked my watch. It was only a little after nine and that was too early for her to go to bed – unless she was waiting there for me with plans other than sleep. My cock twitched in anticipation at the thought.

I walked through the to the bedroom and opened the door. She wasn’t in there, but the balcony doors were open. I crossed the room and heard her outside. She was on the phone to someone and despite her speaking quietly, her voice travelled on the breeze.

‘I know.’

‘I don’t.’

‘Yes, I promise.’

‘I love you too,’ she whispered.

Then a few seconds later she walked into the room with her cell phone in her hand. She blinked when she saw me. ‘Alejandro?’

‘Not expecting me so soon, princess?’ I growled.

‘I didn’t realize the time, I was reading on the balcony.’

‘Sounded like you were on the phone?’

‘Oh, I was. My parents just called me.’

‘Really?’

‘Yes, really!’ she frowned at me.

‘They have anything interesting to say?’ I asked as I walked closer to her.

‘Not really. They were just checking in. Making sure I’m okay, that’s all.’

I nodded and glanced over her shoulder. Sure enough, there was a book on the table beside her chair on the balcony, beside a half empty mug of chamomile tea.

I took another step until my body was only inches from hers. She took a deep breath and fidgeted with the sleeve of her sweater.

‘If that was only your parents, why were you talking so quietly? And why do you look so suspicious?’ I asked as I glared at her, searching her eyes for the truth. But, I already knew she was a good actress, remembering the displays she’d once put on for my mother and the paparazzi.

‘I was talking quietly because I was outside and it was a private conversation. You have guards patrolling this place twenty-four hours a day. I’m not acting suspicious,’ she snapped, her jaw tilted up in defiance.

‘Looks like you are to me. Almost as though you didn’t want me to hear you?’

She shrugged. ‘Well, I suppose you’re right about that. You and my father aren’t exactly friends, are you? I just didn’t want us to get into a discussion about him, that’s all. I’m not hiding anything,’ she held her arms out wide. ‘I’m an open book.’

I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. ‘Your father is no enemy of mine, princess. After all, he gave me you, didn’t he?’

She smiled at me and leaned her body closer to mine, pressing her breasts against my chest and sending all of the blood from my brain rushing straight to my cock. ‘I suppose so,’ she purred.

‘If you’re lying to me, Alana –’

‘I’m not,’ she insisted. ‘I wouldn’t lie to you. But I did lie to my father.’

‘Oh? Why?’

She looked up at me with those huge brown eyes. ‘He asked me not to trust you and I told him that I don’t. It was easier than arguing with him.’

‘So, you do trust me then?’ I growled, feeling all the blood from the rest of my body rushing to my cock now too.

‘You know I do,’ she frowned. ‘I can, can’t I?’

‘As much as you can ever trust a devil, princess,’ I said and then I bent my head and trailed soft kisses up her neck. She smelled of vanilla and cherries and suddenly, I was desperate for her.

I pulled her sweater off over her head and was pleased to see she was wearing no bra. I moved my head lower and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and she moaned softly as she ran her fingers through my hair.

My hands travelled southwards, to the band of her yoga pants. Pulling them down over her ass, I was very happy to discover she wasn’t wearing panties either.

‘Buena chica,’ I mumbled against her skin.

I dropped to my knees, pulling her yoga pants down and off over her feet. I buried my head between her thighs, inhaling the scent of her sweet pussy. I gave her a quick kiss there before I stood again and lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around my waist. I carried her to the bed and threw her down onto it before pulling off my clothes as fast as I could.

‘Spread those legs for me, princess. I want to see what belongs to me,’ I growled and she obeyed instantly.

As soon as I was naked, I crawled over her and pinned her arms above her head. I knew she was already wet and ready for me and I pushed myself inside her, making her groan out loud.

I’d had a shitty day and I was angry and suspicious about the phone call I’d just overheard, and the best way I knew to make that better was to bury myself in her.

So that was what I did.

Over and over again.

I was too rough with her. I fucked her harder than I’d ever fucked anyone in my life. I bit and sucked on her tender flesh, marking her skin with my very own brand. With each thrust, I tried to get further inside her until there wasn’t anywhere left for me to go. And she took it all – without a whimper of complaint. She clawed at my back as though she needed more.

When I finally made her come, she screamed my name out so loud, I thought the people in the next house must have heard.

I lay in bed and listened to Alana’s soft breathing beside me. She’d been asleep for hours but I was still wide awake. Lucy Callaghan was playing on my mind and the phone call I’d overheard when I got home had me suspicious.

I believed Alana when she told me it was her father on the line, and while I trusted her, I didn’t trust him. He was a lying snake, and he was fucking good at it too. What if she was just like him? What if she was playing me for a complete fool?

I looked at her. She was facing away from me, her long, dark hair splayed out across her pillow. She liked to fall asleep on my chest but then she always got too hot and rolled over onto her side.

I had to believe that she was nothing like her father. Everything about her was good and pure. That couldn’t be a lie. Everything that we’d done and said these past few weeks couldn’t be a lie.

I turned on my side and planted a kiss on her shoulder as I slipped my hand over her hip and down between her thighs.

‘Alex?’ she groaned sleepily.

I pressed my body against hers and my mouth against her ear. ‘Open your legs for me, princess. I want inside you. Now.’

She obeyed immediately and my cock throbbed at how easily she lifted her leg and hooked it over mine, allowing me better access.

I rubbed her clit slowly and she moaned in pleasure. She winced when I pushed the tip of my cock into her dripping wet heat and I felt guilty because I knew she’d be sore from earlier – but not so guilty that I wasn’t about to fuck her again anyway.

‘Are you sore?’

‘A little,’ she breathed.

‘I’ll take it easy, I promise,’ I said as I pushed all the way inside her.

‘Alex,’ she groaned again as I started to fuck her slowly, rubbing her clit and nuzzling her neck at the same time.

‘If I fuck you nice and slow, will you squirt for me again, princess?’ I growled in her ear.

‘Yes,’ she whimpered.

I don’t know how long I fucked her for but I felt like I could have gone on until morning. Slow, lazy sex was a new concept for me but I loved it with her.

Burying myself in her tight, wet, pussy, my body pressed up against hers, hardly moving and just rocking us both while my hands roamed over skin, was as incredible a feeling as when I nailed her hard and fast.

I felt her orgasm building over and over as she squeezed my cock with her tight channel, but I kept her on the edge for as long as I could. I wanted her to coat me in her juices again. I wanted her to lose complete control. Because that was when I truly owned her.

She rewarded me a few moments later with a torrent of her cream, soaking me, her and the sheets and I was so fucking turned on I found my own release straight after.