Free King of Diamonds by Cheyenne McCray Page A

and pinks populated curved paths. Hedges and trees had been shorn into intricate patterns that appealed to her artistic nature. Her fingers itched to hold a paintbrush and to put to canvas the beauty of this place.
    She strolled through the wet grass toward the red flower wall, in the direction Beya had indicated. Her heart pounded and she rubbed her sweaty palms on the thin material of the tiny dress. The material seemed to magnify her arousal, rubbing against her taut nipples and gently brushing the curls at her mons.
    What Karn had in mind for her, she didn’t know. Just the thought of being in his presence made her so hot and horny she couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to have sex with him.
    To fuck him. Her cheeks heated at the forbidden word. That’s what Alexi always called it. Fucking. And that’s what Karn called it, too.
    When she reached the wall of red flowers, Annie paused for a moment, trying to gain some semblance of composure. In, out. In, out, she told herself as she tried to remember how to breathe. It wasn’t like she was going to meet some monster, like in her dream last night.
    No. Not a monster. A weretiger King with the body of a god and a penchant for ordering women around.
    She took a deep breath, rounded the wall, and came to an abrupt stop.
    Karn stood beside several pieces of ebony marble furniture with thin veins of gold throughout the smooth polished surfaces. Chairs, a long rectangular table, a bench, and smaller tables were arranged in a private garden area.
    The arrogant King was leaning against the flower wall, his arms folded and his expression stern. But what caught her complete attention was the fact that he was naked.
    Mouthwatering, breath-stealing, drop-dead gorgeous hunk of man…naked.
    And he sported a cock so firm and erect that she almost whimpered with lust at the sight of it.
    “You made me wait far too long,” Karn said as he studied her.
    “Sorry,” Annie said automatically, then bit her tongue, wishing she could take it back. She didn’t owe him any apologies.
    Karn pushed away from the wall and strode toward her. The scars on his chest were more apparent in the sunlight, and like last night made him seem even darker and more dangerous.
    It was then that she noticed the red scarf in one of his hands. She couldn’t take her eyes off it until he was standing in front of her…and then she was staring at his cock. Such a long, thick, and luscious cock it was, too.
    “Look at me, kitten,” he demanded.
    It was like her body was so attuned to his commands that she reacted at once, tearing her gaze from his erection and focusing on his face. She didn’t need her glasses to see up close, and right now she wished she didn’t have them on. They made her look frumpy and like a college professor.
    Oh, yeah. I am a college professor.
    Annie swallowed, tempted to look away from his dark eyes.
    Karn folded his arms across his chest. “Remove your clothing.”
    This time her whole face felt like she’d opened an oven and stuck her head inside. She took a step back, but Karn caught her arm and held her.
    Before she had the chance to decide if she was going to do as he asked, or if she would disobey, Karn moved his hands to the neckline of her dress. With one quick tear, he ripped the fragile material. It tore like flower petals in his hands, and the next thing she knew the fabric was sliding off her body and she was completely naked.
    Annie gasped and tried to cover her breasts with her hands, but Karn caught her wrists.
    He let out a sound like a tiger’s growl and her heart dropped to her toes. “You will not hide yourself from me when I wish to see you.”
    Her brain decided to take a vacation and she didn’t know what to say. Yes, no, maybe-so?
    “When you respond you must say, ‘Yes, Sire.’” Karn brought up the scarf and slid it over her shoulder and down to her breast. “Is that clear?”
    Things were getting a little out of hand, and a little