Cruel King – Cruel Read Online K.A. Linde

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
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I’d forgotten. Vibrators and toys and fingers were all well and good. It wasn’t like I was missing sex with a guy. If I’d wanted it at any time in the last three years, I could have had it. But … shit. His cock worked miracles.

He smirked down at me, stroking my hair out of my face. “Having second thoughts about my ownership?”

“Yes,” I admitted.

His hand circled my throat, and my eyes dilated with need.

“Good girl.”

My body melted at those words. From anyone else, I would have laughed in their face and bucked from the depravity. But coming from Gavin, it felt like a compliment. Like I should be pleased that he had called me a good girl.

I was more than pleased. I was willing to do whatever it took to hear those words again.

Then, Gavin started moving. A long draw out that had me trembling with need before a hard, quick thrust deep inside me again. I cried out every time he pushed back in. He increased the pressure on my throat, which only increased the pressure I squeezed on his cock. And everything went fuzzy at the edges. Everything contracting and tightening and begging for another release.

He leaned forward to brush his lips against my ear. “You’re going to come for me again.”

It wasn’t a question.

“Please.”

He smiled too that time. That lovely Gavin smile. “You asked nicely.” As if he couldn’t believe it.

He withdrew and pushed in harder and faster. His tempo turning almost brutal. He grunted, and I could tell he was close too. Then, he threw back his head and cried out in satisfaction as he emptied himself in me. I came at the same time, shuddering with relief.

His hand gently released from my neck, and he bent down to trace kisses across the spots he’d been holding.

“You were perfect,” he breathed.

“Fuck.”

He laughed. “Yes.”

He moved out of me, discarded the condom, and then returned to the bed. After I cleaned up, I crawled into bed, and he tugged me tight against his chest.

The silence was peaceful. As if I’d been sleepwalking for so long and I was suddenly in a daydream.

“Whit.”

“Hmm?”

“We’re going to have to talk about this,” he said into my shoulder.

I stiffened, but he stroked my back until I relaxed again. “Not tonight. But sometime.”

I bit my lip. And didn’t answer.

The last thing I wanted was to talk about the past and figure out a future. Those things sounded terrifying. I just wanted to live in this moment right now. No past or future. Just the present.

“Whit?”

“Okay,” I whispered softly.

“Good girl,” he repeated again against my shoulder. His breathing already evening out as he fell into a heavy sleep.

14

GAVIN

I woke up with a head between my legs.

I’d fallen asleep naked, and already, I could feel my cock swelling. A hand was stroking it up and down. And it certainly wasn’t mine.

After a moment, that hand was replaced by a mouth, and I came suddenly, forcefully awake.

Whitley.

We’d had sex last night.

That was her mouth on the head of my cock.

“Fuck, Whit,” I groaned, slumping back in the bed and trying to make it seem as if I wasn’t going to immediately nut in her mouth.

Whitley responded by taking me deeper. I groaned, low and feral.

A beautiful woman hidden under the sheets with her mouth working me like a popsicle. Her head bobbed up and down, shaking the sheets. I flung them off of her to watch her work and was given the sight of her DSLs wrapped tight around me. She was still naked. Her breasts dangling between my thighs and her ass in the air. The exact way I was planning to fuck her after she finished.

“That’s it,” I encouraged.

Her hand slipped between my legs and cupped my balls. I jerked against her hand, and I swore she smirked like a cat. After only a few more strokes, my hands were in her hair. My breath came out in pants, and I forced her to take more and more of me.

“Close,” I warned.

I expected her to back off and let me finish in my hand or on my stomach, but she did nothing of the sort. She took more of me, and at the sight of her deep-throating me, I came in long, hot spurts into her welcoming mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said incoherently as she sat back on her heels and swallowed.

“Morning.”

“Good fucking morning to you, pixie.”

I grabbed her round the middle and threw her down on the bed. She giggled and let me nuzzle kisses against her neck. My stubble scratched against her skin and left a row of red marks that I deeply enjoyed, and by the way she squirmed, she did too.

“I could get used to this,” I muttered into her neck.

She laughed and shoved me backward. “I bet you could.”



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