Free Whirlwind Revolution by Flynn Eire

but to increase your security until she is apprehended and the depth of the plot against you is truly discovered.”
    “Right, yeah, of course she was,” he murmured, nodding haphazardly. “Because who wouldn’t assume their mother was in on the plot to kill them with their father ?”
    I knew it was out of line even as I did it, but I didn’t care, moving my hand over the mic. “Samantha, you can handle this call for a bit while I escort Prince Torrance to get some air?”
    Samantha’s eyes teared up as she gazed at her best friend. “Of course.”
    Torr burst out laughing, that creepy, dark type that had the hair on the back of my neck raising. “Don’t you mean King ? The bastard wanted me dead but instead he is and that makes me King which I never wanted. Oh, and it’s the end of days, so great time to take over when even my father didn’t believe in me. They all think I’m in on some plot and—”
    “Enough,” I snapped, hating he was putting all of this on himself because I was an ass in the way I announced the new development. I bent down, moving his arm over my shoulders, and hoisted him to his feet. He stumbled alone with me, not fighting as I led him out of the room. If there hadn’t been people in the hall, I would have simply swung him up into my arms, but I didn’t want others to see something so intimate.
    I found a deserted office and ducked in there with him. The second the door closed, I pushed him up against the wall and surrounded his smaller frame. “I’m sorry I blurted it all out like that. I couldn’t stand them accusing you like that.”
    “Why do you care?” he mumbled, staring at my chest. I was that much taller than him at six-eight. His eye level was with my pecs. “My own family wanted me dead. You just met me. No one has faith in me—”
    “That’s not true. Samantha does. I do. The directors do. Don’t let a few bad apples who are scared, confused, and lashing out bring you down.”
    “But—”
    I cut him off by mashing my mouth to his. He whimpered and moved his hands up my chest, over my shoulders, and tangled his fingers in my short hair. Now that was what I was talking about! I wrapped one of his legs over my hip and ground our groins together.
    “Let me distract you, babe. Just take a few minutes and forget it all. Center yourself and then we’ll go back in there and you can be the magnificent leader I saw take charge of the last meeting.”
    He flinched and lowered his gaze. “You want me because I’m a leader.”
    “ No , I want you because you’re fucking sexy,” I groaned, deciding not to take offense to his accusation when he was so out of sorts. “I could give a shit about your title or job besides that’s what brought me here and I have a duty to protect you. Getting you naked is all about our chemistry and you as a person, Torr.”
    “I’ve never been just a person besides with Samantha,” he admitted as he shook against me. I nodded that I heard him but there was no way for me to truly understand what that was like. “Yes, I accept your kind offer, Hadley. I need to breathe again. It’s all too much.”
    I wanted to tease him a bit so I didn’t go right to the big attack, but instead, I undid his suit pants and pulled out his cock, stroking him slowly. “Good?”
    “Yes, thank you,” he mewled as his fingers tightened in my hair. He was so compliant I went for broke.
    “I’m not giving the King of the felines a hand job because he’s stressed, Torr,” I whispered against his lips.
    He blinked those big eyes up at me, the glaze of lust in them. “Th-then what a-are y-you doing?”
    “I’m giving Torr, a man I already care for, some stress relief because he needs me. You see the difference?”
    “Yes, but all my blood is in my groin so any more questions better be multiple choice.”
    “Fair enough.” I stroked him faster as I kissed him and then moved along his jaw, up to his ear. “Will you be vocal for me? Tell me what you