“Follow my directions. Listen and mind that sharp tongue of yours, regardless of what I say.”
She presses her lips together and nods.
“I mean it, Nightingale.” I grip her face. “This shit you just pulled doesn’t inspire any confidence in your word.”
As she tilts her chin up in defiance, I study her face.
“I think you need a reminder of your situation.” I dig my fingers into her cheeks.
She yelps. Her lips part. A thin line of saliva trails down the corner of her mouth.
I rub it off with my thumb. “You’re in the Kings of Chaos territory. Many of my brothers will see you as an extension of your family—an enemy. Do not give them more of a reason to want you gone.”
Her breath hitches.
“You’re scared? Good. You should be. Fear will keep you sharp and cautious. I’m still waiting for that answer.”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what? Nightingale?” I relax my hold on her slender, oval-shaped face.
“I’ll listen to you.” She says from between her perfect pearly white teeth.
“Hmm. I’m not convinced. Maybe I should show you what I do to disobedient little nurses who make me chase them down.”
“What?” she whispers. She looks up through the sooty lashes surrounding her large, piercing gemstone eyes.
I let my weight rest on her, restricting her range of motion. “I don’t want to be the bad guy here. But I will be. If you break my trust and go against the rules I set for your safety, there will be a price to pay.”
“Price?” Her legs tremble and slide open slightly.
I sink between her thighs. Nestled in the cradle of her hips, I’m in heaven and hell. I press up into her, and she inhales sharply.
“You’ve been through some heavy shit tonight. That’s why I will give you a second chance.” She doesn’t need to know I’m taking the chance to reign in the desire ready to boil over and spill all over us both. “I’m wiping the slate clean. But if you force my hand again, I will show you exactly why I know best.”
She licks her lips, and her hazel-colored eyes darken to resemble a tiger’s eye crystal.
“Do you like the idea of that, Nadia? Me showing you where you belong.”
Blinking, she looks away. “I get it. I’ll cooperate.”
Tamping down my visceral response, I push myself away from her. I want to pull down her pants and use my mouth, fingers, and dick to make her forget everything that happened tonight. Releasing her wrists, I stand and hold out my hand. I pull her to her feet.
“For the foreseeable future, I’m your King, Nightingale, and you will obey me.” My dick twitches in response to the fiery glint in her eyes.
Under any other circumstance, I’d enjoy breaking her in and showing her just how much she’d enjoy doing exactly what I told her to. Think with the brain in your head, Harris.
“Let’s go.” Gesturing toward the path with my head, I follow behind her.
I can’t help admiring the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass. I use the distance as she walks a few steps ahead of me to make my dick go down. She’s got a body made to be worshipped. I curse the complicated situation as we tromp through the woods and the sound of motorcycles reach us. Quickening my pace, I sling my arm around her shoulders and tuck her into me.
“What are you doing?” She whispers, tensing.
“Saving your life.” Nodding to my brothers, I walk her inside the clubhouse and into my dorm. Closing the door behind me, I cup her face in my hands and soften my tone. “You need to stay here. Do you understand me?”
“Where else would I go?” she snaps.
My jaw ticks, and my hand itches to teach her some respect. “Save that lip for someone else, Nightingale,” I growl.