Hopeless Kingdom by A.K. Koonce

Author:A.K. Koonce [Koonce, A.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Just a Kiss

“My personality is really unfortunate, is it?” Darrio’s hard body cages me and a taunting smile tilts the corner of his lips. My bedroom door sways closed behind him.

One step after another and he has me pinned against my bedroom wall and it’s all I can manage to just nod at him. My thighs shift as heat pools between my legs.

Warm hands push against my hips before meeting the bare skin of my ribs. A shiver shakes through me, and I tip my head up at him.

“Thank you,” I whisper, the emotions in me crowding my thoughts.

“For what?”

“For demanding the king to see me as a real person and not just a possession.”

I lean my head into the crook of his neck, resting on him and hiding my face from the honesty I just spoke.

He cradles my body against his. His strong arms wrap around me with the full force of safety surrounding me.

“No one owns you, Kara.” The warm, smooth tone of his comforting words tightens the feeling that’s coiling within me.

I lean up on the teetering tips of my boots and press a soft kiss to his neck. I pause as he tenses beneath me but I don’t let him speak before my tongue slips between my lips and I kiss there once more. Big hands skim down my body. He grips my ass hard as he holds me against him.

His beard scrapes my cheek as I rake my teeth across the sensitive skin of his neck and collar bone.

“Kara—” His rasping voice shakes through me and my hands twist into his hair. “I can’t hurt Dax.”

The sound of his brother’s name is painful on his lips. It causes me to stop, halting every lust-filled thought in my head.

“What?” I ask on an empty breath. My chest pushes against his as I arch back to stare up at him.

The look in his eyes is confused and regretful.

“I won’t hurt him. He likes you and I won’t hurt him. I’m—I’m sorry.” His hands move slowly from the curve of my ass to an almost platonic place on my hips.

“I wouldn’t hurt him either.” My brows pull together as we both stare at each other in silence.

“Good.” He nods continuously. “Good. You’d be good for him.”

That word is repeated so much that it’s swimming through my mind.

Good.

“What you and I have isn’t good?” I ask so quietly it hurts my chest to whisper it.

His brows raise high toward the dark locks that are loose around his face.

“What we have is … more than good.”

My hand drifts from the base of his neck to the coarse stubble along his jaw. My thumb rakes over his beard before skimming his lower lip.

He never kissed me.

Not really.

Not since I slapped the hell out of him that first time.

Why didn’t he ever kiss me?

All the moments we’ve shared feel wasted now because of the loss of a kiss that we never got to have.

I’ll never get to know what it’d feel like to let him care about me.

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