Redfang Royal by Rock Lola

Author:Rock, Lola [Rock, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Omegaverse, Reverse Harem, Romance, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781959927075
Google: GYK5zwEACAAJ
Amazon: B0CNPTYY4Y
Goodreads: 202448922
Publisher: Lola Rock
Published: 2023-05-20T22:55:18.125613+00:00

Bishop obliterates my self-preservation, my critical thinking, and every other ability I’ve got, except the one to moan.

He grips my chin, tilting our kiss to the angle he wants.

I want it too.

Jin’s dominance feels like being devoured.

But Bishop’s control makes me want to offer him my wrists.

The jagged softness of his purr smooths the pinch of his fingers and it’s just—

So right.

Seduced by champagne, I submit to his lips.

Bishop blanks my head, giving me an addictive peek at how good we could be if I weren’t broken.

Then his palm finds my shoulder.

Creeps north.

Kiss canceled.

Before he tastes my shudder, I rip from his mouth and clamp his wrist.

Bishop pants, burning with feral intensity he can’t hide behind a smirk.

“Bish.” My voice cracks. “Help me lie.”

“Tell me.” Embers burn in his eyes.

“I need you to not touch my neck.” The words scrape, dragging antlers up my throat. “And I need you to not ask why.”

Darkness flashes, a hint of smoke, but Bishop can hide a quickie in a hot minute.

He pivots fast.

“Done.” When Bish smiles, there’s no smirk, no sarcasm, no sneer.

He smiles soft. Peach fuzz and a promise I’m not crazy letting him inside.

“Just like that?”

“Just like that.” Bish rests knuckles on my cheek. “Unless you have more to share?”

“No.” When I shake my head, his skin rubs.

“Queen.” He thumbs the corner of my lip, rubbing a shine of drool—his and mine.

Then the germaphobe sucks his thumb.

I’ve made so many mistakes.

Bish makes me want to make bad choices.

When I duck under his arm, he lets me escape.

Lending him a grip on my fraying threads stops him from picking the rest of me apart. I put the sofa between us for sanity. “How long is our flight?”

“Ten hours.” Bishop straightens his jacket, but there’s no hurry in the glide of his hands.

Wish I were that calm.

My fingers jitter until I jam them in my coat pockets. “That’s a long time.”

“Trouble flying?”

“I don’t know. I’ve only flown twice.”

Once, when I was sent to the OCC.

Once, after I was kidnapped away.

Guess which time was worse?

“We’re flying private.”

The lingering brush of his knuckles twists into a different touch—carpet scraping my cheek.

Tasting the ghost of rubber and wet grass, I hold back a gag. “Private isn’t better.”

“Should we cancel?” Bishop whips out his phone, ready to kill the whole plan if I say the word.

That’s why we can’t.

“We have to go.” I have to get ahead of Bridget before she unleashes her arsenal. Before Kairo comes after the pack for revenge.

Besides.

It’ll probably be fine?

“I’ll make sure you’re comfortable,” Bishop promises, swiping on his phone. “Let me take your passport photo.”

I stand against a white stretch of office wall, rumpled in sweats and alpha scents. Not very Serafina. “I should fix my makeup.”

“It’s for a fake.” Bish waves off my worries. “I’m bribing customs enough for you to get through on a photo of Dutch in a wig.”

Why didn’t we do that?

Would’ve saved two lethal trips to his office.

Just in case customs grows a conscience, I narrow my eyes to max their Redfang glint.

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