Chapter 30

King POV

I shouldn’t agree to this. Gray hurt her, and she’s just using me to numb the pain. I didn’t come in here to fuck her...at least, I don’t think I did. But the thought of using her as a toy sends a thrill down my spine, and I can’t fucking help myself.

“Strip. Now,” I order, my voice hard. “I want to see all of my gorgeous toy before I play with her.”

Her breath hitches, and for a split second, I almost wonder if she’s going to change her mind. But then, like the good little kitten she is, she starts to strip, her eyes locked on mine the entire time.

Her jeans hit the floor, followed by her shirt and undergarments. I can see the hesitation, the uncertainty in her eyes, but she doesn’t look away.

I reach out, my fingers grazing her nipples, teasing them until they’re hard. “Fuck,” I mutter. “Your tits are fucking perfect.”

She blushes, but stays still as I tug lightly on each nipple, testing her. I hum in appreciation. “Such a good g