King Quotes

“King might have his flaws, but pussy eating skills aren’t one of them.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Her thick, jiggly thighs that I want to take a fucking nap on.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“But if you ever look at my wife like that again, I’ll remove your eyeballs from your skull. Understand? Him calling me his wife shouldn’t mean anything. And him threatening to blind a man, painfully, shouldn’t be endearing.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“He was the family I’ve always wanted.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Please stop pushing me away. It’s okay if you don’t love me yet. Just don’t—” King closes the distance, his big palms cupping my face. “There is no yet, Savannah Baby.” His thumbs brush across my cheeks. “Please stop crying. I love you too fucking much to watch you cry.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Son of a bitch.” The chest under my face shakes with a chuckle. “Don’t get mad at me. I’m not the one who broke down your well-constructed partition.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“N’s words suddenly sound louder. “Do you, King Bartholomew Vass, agree to take Savannah Jane Oates as your reluctant wife? In sickness and in health. In rich and richer times. Do you promise to be a faithful captor for as long as you both shall live?”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Gee, my apologies for being a bad captive,” I snap. “If I’d have known––” The rest of my words go unheard as King presses a button on his steering wheel, and the car is suddenly filled with loud rock music. “Great. Fine,” I mutter to myself, crossing my arms and turning my head away from him. “Perfect victim coming right up.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I’m sorry I pushed you away.” His apology is so soft. “I’m so sorry I failed you. So many times.” “You didn’t,” I whisper. “I did,” he whispers back. “But I’ll never fail you again. So long as there is breath in my body, I’ll never fail you again.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Have I ever told you how sexy you are?” King’s voice is husky, and my nipples practically spring to life. I shake my head. “I don’t think you have.” “Then shame on me.” He pushes the shirt off my shoulders. “Because you, Little Wife, are what wet dreams are made of.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Honey.” He cups my chin, keeping my eyes on his. “I’ll tell everyone about your art because I’m fucking proud of you.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I won’t force myself inside you, Savannah Baby. But I am dying to come all over those pretty tits, so don’t fucking tempt me.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Savannah’s hands, which had been fidgeting in her lap, get shoved back between her thighs. Her thick, jiggly thighs that I want to take a fucking nap on.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Because I’ve always wanted to call someone Baby. Because your pretty eyes call to something inside me. Because you fucking belong to me, and I’ll call you whatever the hell I want.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I’d scold my traitorous vagina for getting so wet for this lunatic, but when his lips seal around my clit, and one of his big fingers shoves into my entrance, I praise her for being so prepared.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I’m not cooking for you.” The man rolls his eyes at me. “I have a cook. And pretty sure I’m smart enough not to eat anything you make me.” He takes a step back, Duke moving with his steps. “The vows only covered slit throats. Not poisoning.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Welcome to The Alliance, Mrs. Vass.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“So, yeah, Baby, I’m proud of you. And if no one has ever said that to you before, it’s not because you weren’t good enough. It’s because they weren’t.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Because I can. And because the world needs your art.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“King jostles me, his arm loosening just a touch as he sort of bounces me, like he’s trying to boost me higher. His arm tightens again as he grunts, “Heavy.” This bastard.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I’ll let you stay in here by yourself tonight, but starting tomorrow, you will be sleeping at my side.” Savannah slowly crosses her arms, putting a barrier between us. “Why? What’s happening tomorrow?” I grin. “We’re getting married.” Her mouth drops open. But before she can respond, I slam and lock the door.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I have twenty men guarding the perimeter.” There are four men. “If you try to run for the gate or the fence, they will shoot you.” They won’t. “So on the off chance you find yourself at an unlocked door, don’t bother going through it.” They’ll all be locked.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Stop admiring the killer’s bathroom.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I’ll tell everyone about your art because I’m fucking proud of you.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“so no matter how glam this cunt is, right now, he looks like he belongs with me.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“And I’m starting to like your stupid brother, too.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Please, ancestors, if you get me through this, I promise to work on my cardio.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“I love you,” I tell him. “I love you, too. Now be a good little wife and come on this cock.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Oh my god!” I arch against the mattress. “Not your god.” My husband thrusts into me with a groan. My open mouth pulls into a smile. “My King.” “That’s right, Baby.” King drops his weight onto me. “I’m your fucking King.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“My King,” I tell him. “My love,” I tell him.”
― S.J. Tilly, King