Clean King Novels & Stories

"Okay, now listen to me carefully. You need to get out of here, and you need to do it quick. I don't know how longer I can hold my senses. The aphrodisiac is quite powerful. Can you do that?" Sophia nodded again, her big eyes fixed on the man's face. Despite everything that had happened, she felt safe around him. His words and his touch gave her a sense of security that she hadn't ever felt with Marvin or anyone else that she could remember. "Good. Listen, when you get to the door. Open it. The key card is right there on the table. Shut this room's door and make your way to Room 128. Knock on the door three times, and if your companions are in, they will let you in. You understand, kitty?"

The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous. "So, do you have any plans?" he asks, stepping closer to me. "House chores, mopping, sweeping, laundry and the like," I chuckle nervously, hoping that will drive him away. "Oh, great, well let's get started," he says excitedly, he takes off his watch and royal ring and places it on the kitchen counter; he is in sweatpants, sneakers, and a Nirvana t-shirt. I walk into the kitchen, open the pantry, and get the cleaning supplies out, I turn around and bump into his hard-muscular chest, I look up and he is already smirking at me.

The bathroom door opens and King peeks into my morning sanctuary. "Need your back washed?" he offers. My eyes flash and desire rolls through me. "If that's all you're coming in for, don't bother," I answer grumpily. He gives one of his killer grins, making me clench my thighs. His blue eyes go dark. King's idea of a back wash includes my legs, feet, arms, stomach, and thighs. Thighs quickly become my favorite. When he's tired of playing, he pushes my back into the wall and lifts me until my legs circle his waist. After a kiss that sizzles my insides even in the cool water, he slides home. The feel of him overwhelms me and everything we've been through settles in the background as we reconfir

I teased. It was no kept secret that the Alpha king had a reputation for keeping exotic creatures. He also had a reputation for being cold. He had wiped out whole clans and packs within his rule, everyone was weary of him, he was a legend in itself, said to have descended from the Goddess herself. He was unstoppable, a story to tell children into scaring them straight. “You… Genesis I am… Have you never seen the king,” he fumbled, appearing almost shocked.

He walked straight to me, his steps slow but sharp, his eyes scanned the blood, the broken chair, the rats and something in his face changed. His jaw locked and his eyes darkened. He didn’t shout which somehow made it scarier. He knew exactly what they did. “Get the cleaners,” he said, his voice low and cold. No one moved. He repeated, sharper this time, “Now.” Four cleaners rushed forward immediately. Kelvin didn’t take his eyes off the mess on my desk. “Remove everything,” he ordered. “The desk, the chair, the name plate .. all of it and throw it away.”

The King curled his lip, but I couldn’t tell if he was amused or irritated. “I left my Key at the Municipal Directory, but if that’s what it would take for you to make your daughter behave herself, I can go get it.” This got a Mexican Wave of gasps going around the room. “You have a Key? We don’t recall awarding you with such a—” Skeletor leaned forward and whispered into the King’s ear. After a few moments, the King stood up. “Clear the galleries!” he boomed.

He wanted to watch K give him a fantastic blowjob over some fucktastic sex music. Ah, Closer by Kings of Leon. "Motherf- " Jesse jerked his head up and dropped his phone to the floor as soon as K's mouth and tongue enveloped his hard-on. She was showing him no mercy. She was really going down on him like a fucking hooker, sexily bent and scooted down between his legs as her curvy little ass was sticking up in the air. She was posed like those extremely gorgeous, dirty 50's pin-up girls.

King stood still, staring at the water with a bewildered look. "What is it, darling? You can touch it." "Please put me in my bathtub, Mommy. Daddy doesn't bathe me in that." "Your bathtub? You have one all to yourself?" Her eyes widened. "Mm-hmm." King nodded, playing with Syntia's dark curly hair while he touched his own curly dark hair. "And– and the purple, tiny things Daddy puts in my water isn't in there." He pointed his little finger at the plain water. "They smell so nice too."

Her face looked very worried, especially seeing Katty starting to scratch her body. "Your Majesty, I must clean myself too." Katty said while enduring the itching and burning sensation on her skin. The king apologized once again, then put on his clothes and walked out of Katty's room. Katty locked the bedroom door from the inside while continuing to scratch her body. "Shit! Don't get scaly now. I almost got caught. My skin feels really hot." Katty took a glass of water that was on the table, she opened her mouth then blew the water in the glass. Black smoke came out of her mouth and into the glass. She used the water to wash her whole body.

A smirk visible on his lip, "You are quite cranky , that isn't fitting for a lady" He glanced down at the gold watch hidden under the sleeve of his turd. "The Silone should have rared off by now we have so much to talk about Melissa Valsher, the Alpha female or should I say Alpha king" 'This moron thinks am the Alpha king? Is he daft to the prophecy out there?'