Black Thorns (Thorns Duet #2) Read Online Rina Kent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Thorns Duet Series by Rina Kent
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 96404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 482(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
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He’s leaning against the wall, crossing his developed arms over his chest and crossing his legs at his ankles. The two tattooed lines are the only break in his perfect abs and they look so aesthetically pleasing.

Despite quitting football, he hasn’t lost much weight. He’s now muscular in a lean type of way that fits the man he grew up into.

I try not to ogle his cock, but it’s impossible, considering the way I can still feel its impact inside me.

It’s long and thick, even when half-erect, and I can’t help the shiver that goes through me when I think about the pleasure and pain that part of his anatomy can bring me.

Sebastian’s light eyes fixate on me, staring at my body the same way I’m observing his.

That’s when I realize I’m sitting naked on the floor. I scramble for my dress. Or what’s left of it. The scraps of material barely hide my nakedness, despite my attempts to fold into myself.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” he says ever so casually, his voice regaining that cold edge he’s been using ever since we reconnected.

My chest squeezes, but I ignore it, holding a piece of my dress against it. “I did my part. Now, you have to do yours.”

“And what might that be?”

“You said you’d stay away from Akira if I showed up at the address you sent.”

“I said I’d think about it. Besides, the date we agreed upon was yesterday, not today.”

“What are you saying?”

“Exactly what you’re thinking.” A cruel smirk paints his lips. “It was all for nothing.”

I jerk up, letting the ruined dress fall to the ground as I walk over to him. “You can’t do that!”

“Just did.”

“Sebastian, don’t test me or I swear…”

“What? What will you do, Naomi?” His eyes heat as he dips them to my bruised nipples. “It’s not wise to threaten me when your tits are tempting me with something entirely different.”

My libido awakens again at his attention. I’ve been starved for so long and now that I’ve had a taste of what I truly craved, my body is unable to abide by my frustration.

But I hold on to my barely existent cool. “Why are you so insistent on working with Akira?”

“Because you don’t want me to.”

“You can hate me as much as you want, but don’t destroy yourself in the process.”

He pauses, his mystical gaze sliding back to me. “I can’t destroy what’s already been destroyed.”

A lump lodges in my throat and I can’t get rid of it, no matter how much I swallow. “Sebastian…”

“Why did you come here?”

“Because you asked me to.”

“You could’ve not shown up like yesterday, but you chose otherwise. Why?”

“You said you wouldn’t work with—”

“Don’t say his fucking name in my presence again and don’t use him as an excuse, because you and I know you’re not here because of that.”

My shoulders hunch and a strange cold sensation settles at the bottom of my stomach. “If you already figured it out, why are you asking?”

“I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you admit that you’re a slut who’d rather be fucked against the ground by me instead of your husband.”

“Don’t call me that outside of whatever fucked-up shit that just happened.” I raise my chin. “It was just sex. People have it all the time.”

His jaw tightens and a haze of darkness falls on his features. “Do you make fucking people outside of marriage a habit?”

“I don’t see why that concerns you.”

“I just fucked you without a condom. Who knows what type of shit you just gave me.”

“It should be the other way around.”

He says nothing, his expression easing a little, but he continues to openly stare at my nakedness.

I step backward and gather my scattered underwear, which is also ruined.

That’s when I notice that his living room is empty. As in, there’s no furniture whatsoever.

From what I know, he didn’t recently move here, so why is it so…vacant?

“Can you lend me some clothes?”

“Why?”

I spin around, showing him my ripped underwear and tip my chin at the dress. “It’s the least you can do after you ruined my clothes.”

“Say please.”

“I’m not going to beg for clothes.”

“Then you can stay naked.”

I purse my lips, staring him down. “You’re such a dick.”

“Calling me names will diminish your chances, not strengthen them, Tsundere.”

I jolt, swallowing thickly at the sound of that nickname coming out of his mouth. Black butterflies take flight in my stomach and it takes everything in me not to grin like an idiot.

“Do you make a sport out of being an asshole or is it just your personality?” I pretend I’m not affected, even though I’m internally flying.

“A little bit of both.”

“Just give me some clothes so we can get out of each other’s hair.”

“I don’t hear a please in there, do you?”

I grit my teeth. “Please.”


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