Reign of a King (Kingdom Duet #1) Read Online Rina Kent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, New Adult, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: Kingdom Duet Series by Rina Kent
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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“What do you want?” His veiny hands are still on his belt and it takes everything in me not to ogle them. I think I have a stupid obsession with his masculine hands and fingers — or how much pleasure they bring me.

I shake my head internally and speak in my businesslike tone. Being on my knees doesn’t mean I’m in a position of weakness. “Every time I want something you usually wouldn’t agree on, you can punish me, spank me, fuck my mouth, whatever. But you’ll give me what I want.”

“Define the ‘something I usually wouldn’t agree on’ part.”

Of course Jonathan wouldn’t comply just like that. “You have to take it the way it is. In return, I’ll take all your punishments without protest.”

“And how do I know you won’t regret this deal two months from now?”

“I won’t. I promise.”

“And you expect me to take your word for it?”

“Just do it, Jonathan. I’m giving you the control here.”

“While taking some of it away.”

My lips part.

“What? You think I haven’t figured out your angle, wild one?” He smiles in that proud way he showed me at the dinner table yesterday. “Well played, though.”

“Is that a no?”

“It’s a yes until further notice.”

Phew.

I know I shouldn’t be triumphant yet, but it’s a step in the right direction.

“Now, open that mouth. Fucking it is long overdue.”

I swallow once before doing as I’m told. I got what I wanted. It doesn’t matter that I’m in this position. Jonathan is losing some of his control and I’ll thoroughly take advantage of it.

He pulls out his cock and grabs it with a strong hand. My thighs clench at the view. It doesn’t matter how much I see it, the size of that thing always sends bursts of both excitement and fear inside me.

Jonathan strokes it once, and my mouth waters at the unapologetic way he handles himself. The man is made for dirty things. After teasing me with the view for a few beats, he runs the crown over my lips. I taste the salt of his precum and heat blossoms between my thighs.

“You think you’re at my level, Aurora? I can ruin you if I choose to.”

But he doesn’t. I’m holding on to that part with both hands and I won’t let go.

“This is your punishment for asking for things you shouldn’t want.” He wraps a firm hand around my nape and thrusts into my mouth. He groans as his length reaches the back of my throat. I can’t take all of him in — he’s too big. My gag reflex kicks in, but he continues to ease into my mouth. I barely take a breath before he pounds back in again.

As per his promise, he punishes me.

Jonathan fucks my mouth with a ruthlessness that leaves me breathless. He wraps my hair around his fist, using it to keep my head in place, as he rams in and out of my mouth hard and fast.

The power in his rigid shoulders and hands turn me boneless. My underwear is soaking wet, and tingles cover my spine. I want to stop enjoying this, but I can’t find any solution to do so.

“Fuck. Your mouth was made for me, wild one. Only me. You’re not allowed to open these lips for anyone else, is that understood?”

Even though tears are forming in my eyes with the lack of air, I hold on to his words, to the lust in his metal eyes, to the way he’s losing himself in the moment.

I did that.

I’m the reason he’s like this and it’s just the beginning.

Jonathan might have brought me to my knees, he might be using my mouth, but his power isn’t the only one present in this room.

Mine is here, too, and soon, he’ll feel it.

Soon, it’ll overpower his.

“I’m going to come down that throat, and you’re going to swallow it all.”

I nod frantically, my fingers tingling with the need to touch myself and alleviate the ache between my legs or the tightening throb in my nipples.

I don’t.

Because that will make this about my pleasure, and it’s not. It’s his punishment and I’ll get paid for it.

Jonathan’s groans boom in the calm of the room and strike inside me as he empties deep down my throat. It’s too far down that I barely taste anything.

He pulls out. “Finish. Don’t waste a drop.”

My tongue darts out to lick the smooth skin of his cock. I’m breathing so heavily, my breasts rise and fall with the movement.

He watches me with an unreadable expression, and I can almost feel the influx of power radiating off us both.

After cleaning him all up, I do a show of licking my lips, as we get trapped in each other’s gazes. While he thinks he won the battle, the war is far from over.

Without saying a word, I rise to my feet and waltz to his bed. I slide underneath the cover and try to ignore how his woodsy scent entangled with spice surrounds me like a second skin.


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