King of Tides (The Immortal Iron Brothers #3) Read Online Blue Saffire

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: The Immortal Iron Brothers Series by Blue Saffire
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
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“Not if you’re willing to share. I haven’t been home since last night. I want a shower I can’t have and something greasy and comforting to fill my belly that I know I don’t have in my fridge.”

“Why can’t you have that shower? Where have you been since last night? Hot date? You’ve been cheating on me, baby girl?”

I should feel guilty for flirting now that I know my mate could be on her way, but there’s something about this woman. Her scent is driving me fucking crazy.

“I wish. I would much rather have been on a date than where I was. We’d have to be dating for me to cheat,” she says and rolls her eyes.

“You going to tell me what’s going on with your shower? You need to come use mine?”

“Not going to happen,” she scoffs. “Something is going on with the water pressure in my place. I was going to call maintenance first thing this morning, but I’ve been in an interrogation room since last night.”

“I’ll come up and look at it,” I say and swing my leg off my bike, then put my joint out.

“You don’t have to do that.”

I step closer to her and place my nose in her wavy locks. I inhale deeply and my pants grow tight. Shit, she smells good. My throat tickles a bit, causing me to back off.

I look down at her, narrowing my gaze. If she were my mate, I would be in full fever right now. I chalk it up to wishful thinking.

“Come on, it’s no problem. I’ll even give you a few hits of my joint after I get you that greasy food you’re craving.”

“Oh, so you’re really trying to act like my man now,” she laughs.

I place my hand on the back of her neck like I did that one night. I swear to the gods she feels right in my palm. If I didn’t know any better, I would claim her as mine regardless.

Too bad we’re not able to choose our mate for ourselves. She’d be mine in a heartbeat. When she leans into me as I guide us to the elevator, I have to hold back the groan that rises in my throat.

“I have a question. Why are you all dressed up?”

“I was going to meet with some friends before I got a call. I didn’t have time to change. I had to get to my brother to help him.”

“Is he all right? Is there anything I can do?”

“He’ll be fine. I sort of got him into a jam. I hope I said all the right things to cover his ass. I’ll never forgive myself if he loses his badge.”

“I know people in high places. If you need some help, come to me. I’ll do all I can,” I say.

“Aren’t you sweet.”

“Gods, Billy, did you change your perfume?” I groan as we ride in the tight space.

She looks up at me in surprise. “No. I mean, I’m probably a little ripe right now since I haven’t had a real shower in over forty-eight hours.”

“There is nothing ripe about you. You smell like ocean candy,” I say before I can think better of it.

“Ocean candy?” she blinks at me in confusion.

“It’s … never mind. I used to eat it as a kid.”

I thank the gods when the elevator dings open. We step out and I lead her to her apartment. Once inside, she steps from her shoes and heads for the kitchen.

“Want a beer?”

I go to say no because human beer tastes like shit and does nothing for us, but she’s welcoming me into her space and this pull to her is enough to make me question everything. Instead, I smile and nod. She grabs two longnecks and comes over to hand me one.

“I’m sure you’re wasting your time. The least I can do is offer you a drink.”

“No time with you is wasted. Besides, you said you were hungry. Once I fix the water, you can take your shower while I order something to eat. What are you in the mood for?” I reply.

The heated look she gives me brings a smile to my lips. We’d be so much trouble together. All the things I’d do to her without penetration would blow her mind.

“I’m good with a Philly cheesesteak and fries. That place on Broadway is okay when you can’t get the real thing,” she says.

“A Philly cheesesteak and fries you shall have. Let me get that shower fixed.”

I take the beer and saunter my way into the bathroom up the hall. I know the layout of her place because I’ve been in the units above and below this one when I looked at the place to purchase.

I look over my shoulder to find her watching my ass. I grin and shake my head—glad she’s not following me. She looks tired, so I’m not going to do this the human way.


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