Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
I sucked on the tip of his shaft, tasting the precum leaking from the tip. With a shout of my name, he came hard inside of my mouth, my name falling off of his lips in a strangled yell. I swallowed his cum like a good girl, and he wasted no time in flipping us over so I was on my back and he was on top, exactly where I wanted him.
Before I could actually register it, my clothes were off, and Travis was burying himself inside of me. I threw my head back, gripping his shoulders. I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper. We moved together, our thrusts meeting the others. My moans and his grunts filled the room.
“Fuck, baby, I love the way you feel,” he rasped in my ear. “Dammit, I can’t get enough of you.” He reached between us, pinching my clit. I screamed, coming undone. “Yes, baby. Milk my cock.”
Travis
I sighed softly, my thoughts on the woman that was currently passed out on my chest.
Katie fucking Holland—the Bloody Royals’ princess.
She had managed to get on my everlasting fucking nerve; most of the time, she made me want to break and throw shit. But fucking hell though, it was so easy to forget about how infuriating she was when I was buried deep inside of her, and she was moaning my name. Sex had never been so intense for me until her, and that was saying something because I was into some pretty dark shit.
But maybe the sex was so great because I hadn’t fucked someone I couldn’t damn stand before.
But the shitty part? Katie was fucking beautiful—stunning. Her long, blonde hair framed her face perfectly, and her icy blue eyes constantly drew me into their pools of madness. Watching that madness swirl in her eyes was becoming one of my favorite pass times. Her eyes would darken to a dark, stormy blue whenever she got turned on or became angry.
This woman was so little but so fierce.
And honestly, if she wasn’t such a fucking bitch, I’d probably give being in a relationship with her a try, even knowing that her dad was one of my biggest enemies. A relationship with her wouldn’t stop me from hating the Bloody Royals, but I would be as civil as I could for her.
I was a decent man when I wanted to be.
But Katie Holland just happened to be born with that horrible fucking gene that made her bitchy and almost impossible to get along with. It would be practically impossible to give anything with her a try. Trying to be with this woman would be like living in hell.
So, I would just keep her around, fucking her as I pleased. To hell with her not being the right woman. To hell with her freedom.
She was mine until I was done with her.
Besides, it didn’t seem like she was all that welcomed here with her dad being gone. There was some major hostility rolling around in the air, and I didn’t know if she knew it and was ignoring it, or if she couldn’t sense it through her rage.
But something about Katie Holland told me she was a lot more careful about shit than she seemed.
So, I was seriously wondering where her head was at with all of this.
I slid out of bed, gently moving her head onto a pillow. After sliding my clothes on, I ran my fingers through my hair, looking down at her beautiful, naked body. I cursed under my breath when I felt myself getting hard. In frustration, I threw the sheet over her and walked out of the room.
When I got to the bar room, Nicholas looked up and glared at me from his spot at the bar. “What business have you got with Katie, Louis?” he asked me, referring to me by my last name.
I walked behind the bar and grabbed a bottle of water. “It wasn’t supposed to be her that got kidnapped, trust me,” I said. God knew I would have never asked for this bullshit. “My guys made a fucking mistake that has caused us all hell. I’m sure you’ll agree with me when I say that Katie is not an easy person to deal with.”
Nicholas snorted at that last part. “I hate you, and I hate even more that I have to agree with what you just said.” He looked at me over the rim of his beer. “Why are you taking her back with you? If she’s not the right one, then why keep her?”
I eyed him over the rim of my bottle before I took a drink from it. “She knows too much,” I lied. Although the only thing Katie knew was that we were supposed to be kidnapping a girl to save her from abuse, Nicholas didn’t need to know that. Besides, what he didn’t know wouldn’t kill him. Nicholas really didn’t need to know that I was just keeping her around for a good fuck whenever I wanted.