Page 88 of Reign of the Queen
I can’t move, can’t take my eyes off of the two of them, heat rises inside of me, desire, wanton need, and possession skating across my body. I watch them kiss, Finn losing himself while taking control of Mia. The sounds coming from her has my cock at half-mast and hardening. She looks so fucking sexy pressed up against the wall, Finn’s large body confining and dominating hers. Never before Mia have I gotten turned on watching one of my fellow kings with a girl. Yeah, we occasionally share girls, but I’ve never gotten hard watching one of them with anyone. I’m fucking hard now, though. Mia never ceases to surprise and bring out savage feelings in me.She will be the death of us, and I can’t fucking wait to follow into the afterlife. I am never letting her go.
A groan from my side diverts my attention from Finn and Mia kissing passionately to Mateo. He’s watching them intently, too, and I can tell he’s into it just like I am. I watched him and Mia out on the patio earlier. I didn’t get to see everything, Mateo’s body partly blocking my sight, but I heard them clearly. I heard when he took her ass and her little gasps and moans. It was hot as sin. I had to restrain myself from approaching them and watched from the shadows like some creep.
For the second time today, I’m watching one of my fellow kings with Mia, and it’s turning me on. The desire to drive my cock into all of her holes over and over and watch my fellow kings do the same thing to her, makes my entire body light up with yearning. Desire to claim her as mine. Claim her as theirs. Claiming her asours; it’s all I can think about.
A throat clearing in the doorway breaks the spell we are all under and has Finn pulling back from Mia with a groan. We all turn in the same direction to see Tom standing there still in tactical gear with a concerned look.
“Miss Stratford, your grandmother requests all of your presence in the office.” With a final glare at each of us kings, he turns on his heel and walks away down the hall.
“Shit, think Tom will kill us when we least expect it?” Mateo drags his hands down his face and then adjusts himself in his pants, his erection plain to see.
Mia moves away from Finn, straightening her clothes and letting out a snort. “Probably, and you’ll deserve it too.” She walks out the door, following Tom.
I stare at Finn, his breathing is ragged, color has risen on his cheeks and neck. He looks irritated that he had to stop, hands clenched tightly and body rigid. I don’t blame him, Mia is like a drug, one hit will never be enough.
Taking a deep breath I look from Finn to Mateo, each of us affected by what just happened here. It’s safe to say none of us have any control when we are around her.
“Well, we better go see what the dragon queen of Manhattan wants. I want to know what she demanded of Mia for our protection. I’m not letting Mia pay the price.” I look over at Finn and Mateo, both of their features showing their agreement, and I follow Mia out of the room with the two of them on my heels.
I walk back into the office, where my grandmother is holding court. Tom and Clark are already in there with her, holding up different walls with their broad, menacing frames. I can hear Tyson, her assistant, on the speaker phone. The kings saunter into the room and move closer to the desk, their large bodies taking up space and bringing additional tension to the room.
"Ah, here they are now, Tyson. Will you please repeat what you just told me?" My grandmother sits back in the office chair—the perfect picture of power and grace, a master predator at ease. I love her and hate her right now with equal measures.
"Yes, of course, Mrs. Stratford. We have been contacted by the local Sheriff requesting access to the property as they have cause to believe we have a missing young man on our property." Tyson replies.
"So that's the route they're going to try first." Finn scoffs beside me.
"Carter is almost nineteen and no longer a minor," Mateo states.
"That being so, young man, Carter was taken from a hospital against medical advice and under suspicious circumstances." My grandmother looks sternly at each of the kings. "The Sheriff is insinuating kidnapping and foul play here."
"Grandmother, what would you have us do?" I plop myself into the chair in front of the desk. A headache is already starting to vibrate at the back of my skull. Right now, I don't want to be in this room with any of them, especially not my manipulative grandmother.
"Nothing, Mia. I have already put in a call to someone we control high up in the North Carolina State Police department. This backwater town sheriff will not be entering the property." She smiles slyly.
"My father controls people in various branches of law enforcement here in the state, Mrs. Stratford. That's how he gets what he wants." Theo shrugs and takes the opposite chair in front of the desk.
My grandmother leans forward and folds her hands across the desk, glaring at Theo. "Theodore, you think your father is the only one with powerful friends? He can try to use his power and influence to take that young man from this house, but I assure you he will hit a wall each time he comes for him."
"That's why they brought him here, grandmother. Is there anything else we need to know right now?" I clear my throat, trying to defuse some of the tension in the room. For some reason, my grandmother seems to dislike Theo more than the other three. Maybe it's his father, or perhaps she senses that Theo is a threat, a predator just like us. Either way I have no intention of spending my time playing referee between them.As of right now they’re both on my shit list.
"Guestrooms will be set up for each of the young men. You boys will be staying with us for the foreseeable time. Fresh clothing and supplies are on their way in from town. Finn and Mateo, I have called each of your fathers to assure them you are safe here and under my protection. Mr. Cabano, your father was not thrilled to hear you are here. I believe you led him to believe you were elsewhere and with someone other than my granddaughter." She gives Mateo a stern glare.
The idiot shrugs his shoulders and smiles his most flirtatious smile back at her. If flirting with Stella Stratford works, I'll eat my fucking shoe.
Stella rolls her eyes at him and then turns her gaze back in my direction. "I have put in calls to my contacts in the state capital and Washington. I will see their moves as they try to make them. Don't worry, my darling."
"Miss Stratford, security personnel are now all over the property and along the road leading up to the property. We would request that all of you remain indoors." Clark states.
"What about Carter? Will he require a hospital?" Mateo questions.
I can see the anxiety in his features at the question. He’s distraught that by bringing Carter here, they may have caused his condition to worsen. I know he mentioned his own bouts with careless drug use when we were out on the patio. I wonder if he's still seeing himself in that bed rather than Carter. If nothing else, this situation with Carter will be a lesson for Mateo.
“Carter is being monitored right now, his condition is stable and improving. We have full hopes that he will be able to make a full recovery here.” Tom answers from his position against the wall.
“If there's nothing else?" I question, rising from the chair and moving to exit the office. I halt in the doorway, my back turned to the room.
"Your mother has been notified of the situation and has been advised to remain away from the property for the foreseeable future. She didn't seem to mind that request, Mia," my grandmother throws out with venom.
