Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“I can’t believe I thought about letting you live.” I won’t make that mistake again. I should know better than to trust any man.
“You thought about not killing me? Next you’re going to tell me that you love me.” He leans down, his eyes dropping to my mouth. I lick my lips. ‘No!’ My mind screams, reminding me he was just fucking his mistress. Does he lick her off his fingers too?
“My side,” I whimper. Antonio jerks back.
“Did you hurt yourself more?” Now he sounds mad.
He drops back between my thighs to his knees to push my shirt up. I bring my feet up quickly and nail him right in the chest. He drops back onto his ass. I roll over and push off the ground to get up. I’m not quick enough. A hand wraps around my ankle.
“My own wife is already using my weakness against me,” he says.
“Your weakness?” I ask, surprised he has one.
“You.”
9
ANTONIO
She tries to kick me again, but I grab her other ankle and pull her to me. Then I get to my feet and lift her, carrying her back into the house.
Her little fists beat against my chest.
“Calm down, angel. You might hurt yourself.”
“Bastard!” she screams as I carry her back up the stairs, my guards looking everywhere but at us. Good. They know better than to ogle what’s mine.
“My father wasn’t a good man by any measure, but he was faithful.” I hoist her higher, her feet dangling at my knees.
She absolutely refuses to wrap her legs around me. It pulls a wry grin from me, even though I know it’s going to piss her off. Or maybe because I know it’ll piss her off.
“What’s gotten you into such a tizzy, angel?”
“I’m not in a tizzy.” She shoves at me as I sit her on our bed.
“You are.” I drop to my knees in front of her, looking up at her and trying not to stare at the shadow between her thighs. “You’re so worked up you took off running. So tell me what’s upset you.”
“I’m not talking to you about anything.” She crosses her arms over her chest. “Except when you expect to die so I can have all this stuff. We can talk about that.” Her eyes flash.
“I don’t know, angel. A man like me, I’d like to think I’ll live a long, healthy life.”
“Not when you’ve already got assassins trying to take you out.” She wrinkles her nose.
“Such is the life of a king, angel. Someone always wants my crown. That doesn’t mean I’ll ever give it up.”
“You won’t have to give it up if you’re dead. Someone will simply take it from you.” Her tongue darts to her lips.
“You want my crown, angel?” I slide my hands up the outsides of her thighs. Her skin is warm, soft, and secretly begging for my touch.
“I want everything,” she hisses.
“All I have is yours.” I glide my hands higher, stroking at the sides of her hips and easing the hem of my shirt higher.
“Just think how much I’d enjoy it all to myself. No cheating husband to share it with.” She tenses, her gaze burning into mine. “That sounds like heaven.”
“Cheating husband?” I kiss her knee. “Surely you don’t mean me, angel.” I kiss her other knee. I can tell she’s thinking about busting my lip, but she doesn’t. Instead, her lips part on a breath.
I stroke back down her thighs and gently spread her legs apart just enough so I can kiss the insides of her knees.
“You know what I’m talking about. Don’t play dumb. It’s entirely too convincing.” Her words are meant to cut, but her legs are opening for me, her breathing speeding up as I kiss higher up her thighs.
“I don’t. Please educate me, angel.” I run my tongue along her skin, and she gasps. Her nipples are pressed against the fabric of my shirt, and I’d die to simply feel one against my tongue. I put my palms against her inner thighs and spread them wider. That’s when I discover she isn’t wearing panties. A growl rumbles in my chest. I want her without panties, but I don’t want her wandering past my soldiers without them.
I kiss higher, then deeply inhale her scent.
She fists the blanket, and my mouth waters as I move even closer to my goal.
“No one’s ever kissed you here, angel. No one ever will, except me.” I breathe out, and she arches her back. “This hot cunt belongs to me. Only me.”
Something shifts in her, her body going taut. “Oh, I see. You own me, is that right?” She puts her palm against my forehead and pushes.
I let her, even though I want to fight and fasten my mouth to her pussy. “As you own me.” I look up at her.
“No I don’t!” she snaps. “You’ll be out there fucking other women. Hell, you probably already were. I saw that woman in your office. She was wearing flippin’ pajamas. Sexy little ones. I bet you–”