Devil (King Brothers #2) by K.D. Elizabeth

Author:K.D. Elizabeth [Elizabeth, K.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vivre Libre Media
Published: 2019-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Andrea crawls up my body, her knees straddling my waist as she stares down at me in desire. “I want you.”

A noise rumbles out of my chest in approval. Andrea smiles at the strangled sound, tongue darting out to lick her lower lip.

“You want me too, don’t you?”

Another sound tears from my throat in answer. I’m beyond making an intelligent response. Andrea rakes her nails down my chest as her smile widens. Then, with aching slowness, she leans up and then gradually, so very fucking gradually, lowers herself down onto me. My hands dig into her ass, pulling her down onto my shaft as tightly as possible.

“Fuck,” I growl, panting.

“You feel so good,” she moans, sliding up and down my length.

My heels dig into the bed as I struggle to refrain from flipping her onto her back and pounding into her with fury.

“But you know who feels better?”

My eyes jerk to hers. “Huh?”

Andrea locks eyes with me, her smile turning wicked. “Noah.”

I jerk awake, covers flying off me. “Jesus fucking Christ!”

I groan, rolling over and burying my face in my pillow. Fucking horrible dream. No, make that a nightmare, because dreaming about your younger brother pleasing a woman better than you definitely belongs in the realm of nightmares.

These dreams need to stop. This is actual torture. I don’t care if I deserved this one after I literally stole Andrea away from my brother, yelled at her in my other brother’s office, and then very nearly fucked her against the door before both of them practically dragged her away from me. No sane man can withstand such torment.

I get out of bed; there’s no way I’ll be getting back to sleep today. Not when I know who’s waiting for me in my dreams.

Naturally, my head feels like it’s being perpetually run through a meat grinder over and over. Damn bourbon. And I thought that a couple of drinks would relax me enough to forget about all this. Plot twist: I just made the situation immeasurably worse.

Today’s going to be a very long day.

I go about my morning routine, lifting, eating, showering, etc. The entire time it feels like I’m slogging through water, like I could swim for five hours and only go a mile. I’m sluggish and in pain, making me one hell of an irritable devil.

My men stay well away from me. I think I even catch a couple of them whispering about the bar last night. Wonderful. That means the whole damn town probably knows about last night. Another thing to worry about.

I don’t harvest with them. I tried that the day before and it did little to distract me. It’s not likely that it will make much of a difference today, anyway, when every couple of seconds my brain screams that if I had any sense at all, I’d be pounding into Andrea this very moment. So instead, I hide. I drive over to the corner of my property right next to the old Larson farm.

I’ve been

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