The Dark Protector (Kingpin’s Property #1) Read Online Isabella Starling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Kingpin's Property Series by Isabella Starling
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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
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“Y-Yes.” I’m so shell-shocked by the swift change of topic I’m flustered. He checks his watch.

“You have twelve minutes until midnight, angel,” he says with a soft tone in his voice. “You’d better make them count.”

Every instinct I have wants to fight me on this, but my body has a mind of its own when I’m close to Xavier. I come closer with soft, barely audible steps and straddle him. He doesn’t move. His arms rest on the back of the couch and he raises his eyebrows at me. My heart is pounding and I’m worried I’ll leave a wet spot on his crotch. I’ve been looking forward to this day for months.

“Kiss me,” I whisper.

“You haven’t deserved it,” he reminds me. “But I’ll let you have these twelve... no, eleven minutes, to do whatever you want without taking my clothes off.”

“What about my clothes?” I ask, instantly breathless.

“I’ll leave that up to you, angel.”

I’m only now realizing I’m practically naked, and I flush as I grip his face and kiss him. He barely responds, allowing me to control our kiss. While I’m clumsy and desperate at first, my neediness makes up for it and I deepen our connection, demanding he respond with the same fiery passion.

Xavier soon gives in, giving me back what I offer with the same unfiltered desire. Our teeth clash, but it doesn’t matter. I’m fucking devouring him, making up for months of lost time in a single kiss that threatens to rip me apart from the inside.

My body submits to him completely and I’m ashamed of the desperation in my movements as I grind my hot pussy against the hardening bulge in his pants. Xavier groans, but doesn’t make a move to stop me. His eyes bore into mine as I throw my head back, reveling in our kiss.

He grunts my name but doesn’t touch me. My body desperately presses against his, as if acting of its own accord. I’m getting wetter, needier by the second. Xavier avoiding touching me is driving me crazy.

“Please kiss me more,” I beg, hating the tone of pure desperation in my shaky voice. “Don’t make me do everything, I need you.”

“Then you better take what you want,” he mutters gruffly in my ear. “Time’s running out. Tick tock, angel.”

With a frustrated moan, I lock lips with him again. I’m not an experienced kisser, but with Xavier, I submit myself completely to the desires making my body bend and twist to his will. I grab his hands and place them on my hips. He holds me, barely touching me. It frustrates me to no end, but I know he has his limits too, and I must respect them.

My mouth eagerly awaits his, making him kiss me deeper, feel every moan I breathe against his lips.

“Two minutes,” he breathes against my lips, but I shut him up by kissing him even deeper. My body grinds on top of him, begging for a release I know I don’t deserve. There’s still blood on my fingers. I smudge some of it across Xavier’s face, making him smirk with sick pleasure.

This man is making me into a bad person, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. My body wants this. My mind can fight as much as it wants, but there’s no denying the raw chemistry between us. I want him to do so much more.

My neediness leaks out of me. I know I’ll leave a mark on his suit, but I don’t care anymore. All I want is to break him. Make him fuck me right here, kiss all those rules goodbye and just bury himself where he belongs. Where I need him most.

“Time’s up,” he mutters against my lips, gently pushing me off his lap. “Good girl, Tallulah.”

The moment I’m not on top of him, I curl into a ball. I’m trying so hard not to cry but this deal is making me lose my mind. To think I have to wait another three months before I do this again is making me lose my mind.

“We’re going home, angel. You’ve been a very good toy for me. I’m so proud of you.”

I don’t move. Xavier picks me up in his arms and I burrow my face in the crook of his arm as he carries me out of the private room. I can feel so many pairs of eyes on me, the silence as we make our way outside of the club deafening. I want to apologize and check on the waitress, but suddenly I’m so damn tired. I want to sleep for days. I don’t want to wake up until the first day of summer.

Xavier keeps me cradled on his lap the entire ride home. We don’t speak. I think he can tell my mood is dropping, which is why he doesn’t let go. Normally, he wouldn’t hold me like this. I must’ve done something right, despite my outburst in the club that almost cost me every ounce of trust I’ve built over the months I’ve been with Xavier.


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