The cruel King

chapter twelve

"Oh sweetheart, I've never been more sure. You've teased me, tempted me, made me want you impossibly bad, and now you think you can just crawl off my lap and leave me here, unsatisfied?" He said, his voice deep and rough with desire.

"What do you want then.." she says seductively.

A shiver ran through him as she leaned in to whisper in his ear, her body pressing against his in a way that made his head spin.

"What do I want, sweetheart?" He said, his voice a low rumble "I want you, here and now. And I don't care where we are, traffic be damned."

"Oh Hayden" he watched in growing desire as her chest rose just in front of him, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every move and curve.

"That's right sweetheart, You know you want this just as badly as I do. You want me to touch you, taste you, make you mine. Admit it."

She intakes sharply as she felt him getting more hard, and her sitting on top of it is making it worse fir both of them. He felt his body respond to her soft gasp of breath, the heat and desire between them growing by the second. He had to bite back a moan as he felt himself grow hard.

"You feel that, sweetheart?" He whispered in her ear "That's what you do to me. You drive me crazy with desire, and I don't know how much longer I can resist taking you right here, right now."

She bit her lower lip.. "but we can't" she say s breathless

"I know we can't, sweetheart," he said, his voice ragged and strained "But you don't make it easy. You tease me, you tempt me, and you make me want you so badly. You know how much I want to take you, right here, right now?"

He held her gaze, his green eyes dark and lustful as he looked at her. It took everything he had not to give in to his desires and take her right there in the car, but the last shreds of his self-control were still holding him back.

"Sweetheart, you don't know how hard it is to keep my hands off you right now, You're driving me insane with your teasing, your smell, your presence. You're like a drug, and I'm hopelessly addicted to you."

A low moan escaped, as she leaned in and kissed his neck, the feel of her lips on his skin sending a jolt of desire through him. His hands gripped her waist tighter, his body responding eagerly to her touch.

"Sweetheart, you're going to drive me to the edge, You're making it impossible for me to hold back."

With her body pressed against his, her chest, her curves, her soft skin, he could feel his control slipping as his body reacted to her movements. Hayden growled low in his throat, his hands roaming over her bare back and hips, pulling her impossibly closer to him.

Suddenly she snaps up with a smirk, he let out a frustrated hiss as she quickly remove herself from his lap and sit back in the passenger seat.

"God damnit," he muttered under his breath, his body still aching with desire. "You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart. You know what you do to me."

She laughs looking outside the window, he watched her laugh, her face lit up with a playful expression, his frustration growing with each moment that passed. His body was still on fire, his mind filled with thoughts of her, and yet there she were, sitting innocently in the passenger seat, laughing like everything was perfectly fine.

"You think this is funny, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice a deep, frustrated rumble.

He clenched his jaw as she sat silently, a smirk on her face as she enjoyed his frustrated frustration. His eyes scanned her body, wanting nothing more than to grab her and kiss her, to take her right then and there, but instead he had to sit there, his body aching with desire, his mind and heart torn between wanting to hold her and wanting to teach her a lesson for teasing him so badly.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you, sweetheart?"

"Yes Hayden" he shook his head, a mix of annoyance and amusement in his expression at her candid reply.

"You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart. Don't think I won't find a way to get back at you for this."

"And how you will" she says turning to face him.

A devilish smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he looked at her, his eyes full of wicked intentions.

"Oh, sweetheart, you'll find out soon enough," he said, his voice low and filled with promise. "When I get you alone, there will be no mercy. I'll make you pay for every tease, every bit of frustration you've put me through."

She stopped laughing as she can see the mansion in front of them.

As the mansion came into view, Hayden took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. His body was still on fire, his mind filled with thoughts of her, he glanced over at her, his eyes taking in her every curve and movement, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"We're almost home, sweetheart," he said, with a low rumble "And you better believe when we walk through those doors, I'm not done with you yet."

He watched as her tongue darted out and licked her lips in nervousness, his heart racing at the sight. It took all of his willpower not to lean over and kiss her.

"Let's get inside," he said, his voice gruff as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "I want you alone, sweetheart. Now."

He gritted his teeth in frustration as she didn't move from her seat, his impatience and desire growing with each passing second.

"Sweetheart, I suggest you get out of that seat now, unless you want me to come over there and drag you out myself."

She bit her lower lip, the sight nearly sent him over the edge. His hands clenched into fists as he fought to keep his control, his body ached with desire and need.

"You're pushing me to the limit, sweetheart, Get out of that seat, now. Before I lose what little restraint I have left."

She slowly started to open the car door, his body tense and ready to pounce. He could feel his control slipping with each movement she made, each second that passed where she weren't in his arms driving him insane.

The car ride home had been maddening, a mixture of desire, frustration, and suppressed tension, and now he was on the edge of losing control completely.

"Finally, Get inside. Now."

I stood there looking down as if she's fighting her inner self.

His eyes darkened with a primal hunger, his body reacting to the sight of her looking so vulnerable and submissive. He closed the distance between them in a few strides, his body pressing against hers, pushing her up against the car.

"Sweetheart," he said, in a rough whisper, "You have no idea how much restraint you're testing right now."

He chuckled as she closed her eyes, his hands roaming over her body, gripping her hips and pulling her against him. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice a low growl.

"You can't hide from me, sweetheart. I can feel your heart racing, your body trembling, your skin flushing. You can pretend all you want, but I know how badly you want me too."

He wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and hoisting her over his shoulder with ease. Her slender body was light in his hands, fitting perfectly against him as he carried her up the steps to the house.

"You're mine now, sweetheart," he growled, his voice filled with a possessive hunger. "And I'm not letting you go until I have my fill of you."

She didn't protested, he can Feel her hands gripping his shirt tightly as he carried her up the steps sent a thrill through him. He couldn't help but smile at her lack of protest, surprised yet content. He pushed open the front door and carried her inside, setting her down on the floor and closing the door behind them

"Finally," he said, in a dark, primal growl. "We're alone."