The Rebel King (All the King’s Men #2) Read Online Kennedy Ryan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: All the King's Men Series by Kennedy Ryan
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Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 108242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
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He gasps, lifts to free himself of the briefs and slacks. “You know what I want,” he says.

I nod, lowering my head and taking his length into my mouth and down my throat.

“Shit.” He pushes my head more until I gag a little, and he goes even harder in my mouth. All the while I’m sucking him, I rub my hands over the granite muscles of his thighs. I release his dick from my mouth and kiss his legs, his knees, bend to trace his calves, caress his feet.

“Lennix, hell. You don’t have to—”

“Let me make love to you,” I whisper.

He watches me intently but nods. I explore the rough brush of the hair on his legs against my cheek, the small birthmark on his hip, the scar on his forearm—the dog bite from the first day we met—all the beautiful, neglected parts of him.

Standing, I lift my sweatshirt over my head. He cups my back and brings me forward to take my nipple in his mouth, so warm and wet through my bra. I drag the lace cups down, intolerant of anything between my aching flesh and his lips. He sucks and bites so hard, I know I’ll wear his marks tomorrow, intimate badges of honor. He shoves at the waistband of my yoga pants, sliding them and my panties down until we’re both naked.

“Lay back,” I give him the gentle command. He drags himself onto the bed until his head rests on the pillow. I crawl up, spreading my thighs across his, opening myself over him.

“Show me what you do when we’re apart,” he says.

Our eyes cling as my fingers wander to my clit, finding the hot, tight bud nestled between my lips. I rub in gentle circles at first but pick up the pace, increasing the pressure as sensation spreads over my body. My head drops back, and my breath comes in heavy pants. He tweaks my nipple, and I cry out, pausing for a moment to savor his touch.

“Keep on,” he demands. “Show me.”

My fingers resume the flicking and pinching and stroking between my legs. I bite my lip, choking back moans.

“Let me hear you. I need this, Nix.”

I nod, a brush fire licking all over my skin as I let the moan go.

“It’s not enough,” I gasp.

“What’s not enough?”

“I need you.”

“Where?” he asks, his voice gentling. “Where do you need me?”

“Inside.” Tears gather in my eyes and run over my cheeks, and I don’t know if it’s grief or lust, but I know only he can make this ache go away. The ache of my body and of my soul. “Please, Doc.”

He nods, and I reach between us, easing down, watching his big dick disappear inside me, my body swallowing his entire length. Our breath catches on the same sigh, and I rock over him, squeeze him between my thighs, and ride.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he says hoarsely. “Take your hair down for me.”

I reach up and undo the topknot, letting the hair fall around my shoulders and down my back. He tunnels one hand into the tresses at my neck and grips my hip with the other, controlling the rhythm of our bodies together.

Our gazes lock, and what I see behind his beautiful green eyes breaks my heart. The bleakness. The grief. The need. All distinct and stemming from the same place.

“Oh, Maxim. I’m so sorry.”

He sits up, repositioning me so I’m spread over his hips, my thighs resting on my calves. I go still, feeling him swollen and hard inside me, to cup his face between my hands.

“I love you.” I kiss his eyelids, wet with tears I’ve never seen on his hard cheeks. “I love you.” I rub our noses together. “I love you.” I touch his lips with mine, licking into the hot silk of his mouth, tasting his desperation. He thrusts up hard and goes deeper, stealing my breath and burying his head in the curve of my neck and shoulder.

“Don’t leave me, Nix.” His words break, he breaks, and his tears fall on my naked skin. “If I lost you—”

“You won’t.” I slide my fingers into his hair, kissing him until he moans and we lose ourselves to the tempest of grief and grind, passion and weeping, our bodies moving with blazing urgency. Groaning, he comes, shouting my name. He reaches between us, stroking my clit until I come, too.

We remain locked together, sweaty and satisfied, the cinders of our desire cooling between us in silence broken only by the harshness of our breaths.

Moments later, he falls back onto the mattress, taking me with him, pulling the covers over us. Turning me to my side, he presses his chest to my back, snakes his arm possessively around my waist, and falls into exhausted sleep.

CHAPTER 31

MAXIM

My phone vibrating on the bedside table jerks me awake with a start. I sit up and look around the strange room. The only thing familiar is the woman beside me. Inky strands of Lennix’s hair spill stark against the hotel’s white sheets. Her face carries a peace in sleep none of us have felt for the past week.


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