Kings of Blood and Money (Underworld Kings) by Ker Dukey

Author:Ker Dukey [Dukey, Ker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

Freya

Noah’s words chased me into my dream, waking me in a cold sweat. The hollow space in my chest doesn’t feel as empty with Noah’s warm body curled up next to me. He fell asleep fully clothed, wrung out from sharing the tragedy he lived through.

Sometimes surviving can leave you with overpowering guilt. Sorrow thrums through me for who he lost. Knowing I was created from such evil sends an icy hand up my spine, curling around my throat, seizing my chest.

That’s not who I am. That’s not who we are. We can’t let the actions of one man destroy us. In tragedy, we found each other. It’s been hard, downright brutal at times, living in the darkness he casts, but I get it. Looking at me, seeing me breathing, living here under the roof his family perished under…it must have been unbearable. I still don’t understand how Father could bring me here, look at me without the same disdain.

My thoughts shift to what transpired between us tonight. An explosion that’s been building. It’s a special kind of cruel fate, to want what you’re supposed to hate. And we did, want each other. Stroking a hand over his chest, my breathing becomes labored. What he did to me…the pleasure blew my mind.

Ivy has been with both men and women, but she never told me how addicting and intense sexual pleasure is. I’ve stroked myself before, but it was nothing like what Noah did. God, his tongue was magical.

An ache begins to throb between my legs. He shifts beside me, falling onto his back, his arm outstretched above his head, the other curling over his waist.

Leaning over him, I kiss his neck, across his jaw, his lips. He stirs on a groan, his hips flexing. My nimble fingers begin unbuttoning his shirt, stroking the warm, toned skin beneath. Both he and Remi are painful to look at. Such beauty in a domineering, powerful body is a lethal mix.

“Hmmm, what are you doing, Freya.” His sleep-filled voice sounds amused.

Those blue eyes are like stars twinkling down at me as I kiss a path down his body, maneuvering myself between his legs. “I want to taste you too,” I moan, biting my lip while I eagerly unloop his belt and pull it free with a wicked grin.

“You don’t have to do that.” Indecision tugs at his brow, his large hands holding my forearms.

“I want to. I want to feel you all the way to the back of my throat.” Lust flames in his eyes. His breathing shifts, hands releasing me.

Unbuttoning his slacks, I heave them and his boxers past his hips, his ass lifting up to help me. Thick, heavy, and painfully hard, his cock stands at attention, summoning me. Swiping my tongue up the shaft, I grip him at the base, my fingers too small to even close around him. His cock pulses and jerks in my grip as I suck the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the head. I don’t have a clue how to do this, my only teacher being films I’ve watched with Ivy.

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