Kingmaker's Kill: A RH Paranormal Fantasy Bully Romance (Kingmakers of Kingsbury Book 3) by Rachel Angel

Author:Rachel Angel [Angel, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RomanceOnTheGoBooks.com, an imprint of Sparklesoup.com
Published: 2020-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Violet

I looked at my men, all so eager to please me, to fulfill me. And it made me love them all the more. Smiling, I glanced at Ollie and Reggie who were already sleeping after a full day of almost nonstop lovemaking.

They were incredible.

Yet for all their energy and prowess in the bed, I wanted more. I brought my hungry gaze back to Avery who was tenderly making love to me. He was so sweet. Always so respectable. Always so responsible.

I saw the love in his eyes. I do believe that of all the men that I love, he had the most tender heart. But then I glanced at Ollie, so kind and gentle. Reggie, so warm despite his intermittent moments of aloofness.

Who was I kidding? They all had qualities that made me love them more and more.

“I love you, Violet,” Avery whispered into my ear as he reached his orgasm.

All tuckered out, he gave me a final thunderous thrust then fell over onto his back. Axel, still young and full of stamina, tended to me for another hour still before finally succumbing to the exhaustion.

“What is it, Henry?” I said as I reached out to him, pulling him to my bosom.

He said nothing, but simply came to me, made slow sweet love to me before joining the others in slumber.

“How sweet it is to see you all lying there together,” I whispered.

As quietly as I could, I reached for the beautiful lilac silk gown that clung to the branch of a bush and slipped it on. The fabric was delicious against my skin, cooling me despite the eternal heat of the midday sun.

Feeling refreshed and energized, I headed out and met up with Chief Waikana.

“How lovely to see you, Miss Violet,” he said.

Baffled, I just stared at him for a long moment. “You speak English?”

He smiled warmly, making me wonder if he’d ever spoken a foreign language at all. Had it all been an illusion? A dream?

“How about a drink before dinner?” he said. “A special drink for a very special person.”

I nodded. A nice, cool drink sounded perfect.

Few people were out and about as the heat of the day intensified. In fact, as we walked through the quaint little village that I had come to love so much these past few days, I noticed how eerily quiet it was.

We arrived at the shaded shelter which was a lot smaller than I remembered.

The chief sat on a small stool while I sat on the ground in front of him; no red cushions this time. A tall glass was set before me, its green liquid gleaming in the sunlight.

“I hope these past few days have been good to you,” he said.

“It has been like an unexpected holiday,” I said, remembering all the fun I’d had with Ollie and Reggie. “I think I was more exhausted than I even realized, and I really needed to rest and clear my mind.”

“Ah, yes,” he said. “I heard about your father. You must be devastated.

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