Lawless Kingdom Read online Natalie Bennett (Reign & Ruin #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Reign & Ruin Series by Natalie Bennett
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
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“Who was he?” I asked.

“Someone trying to pretend they had information about a person I was looking for.”

“I remember you holding a big ass rock.”

“That was the last time I ever forgot my gun.”

I side-eyed him. “You carry a gun?”

“I’ve always carried. So do Bri, Gavin, and Owen.”

“Why? I mean, other than being rich, are you part of some top-secret society?”

“What if I was?”

I leaned against the car. “This isn’t all because of your school king complex, is it?”

He tossed his head back and laughed, more genuinely and freely than I’d ever seen. My heart clenched in my chest at the sight. He was so gorgeous.

“Anyone who thinks ruling a few hallways means they have power is really just a pussy with an inflated ego.”

I—damn. He was right.

“So, not a king then?”

“To these people, sure. This town, too. To the real world? My world? Nah. That’d be someone like Gavin. I’ve got higher aspirations.”

“Like?” I fished.

“Why stop at being a king when you’re destined to be a fucking god?”

I liked that comparison a lot. “That’s…so you’re actually like Italian royalty?”

He turned away from the direction he’d been facing and walked back towards me. “I’m Sicilian. And you could say that. You know what that would make you?”

I rolled my eyes. “A peasant, I’m sure.”

“A goddess. A queen. Whatever the fuck you want to be, because nothing is wrong with you, principessa. You’re perfection. You let this world label you and predetermine what you should be when all you need to do is be you. The girl who helped me bury a body in the middle of the night.”

He stepped into me, planting his hands on my hips, walking us backward.

“That girl was insane.”

“No,” he said, his voice heavy with grit.

The car met my back, and he caged me in with his body, slipping his hands beneath my dress to grab hold of my ass.

“I'm just like you. You're like me. But only one of us is pretending to have a semblance of purity and sanity.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, reflecting on the first night I saw him. If I had never followed him from the party, none of this would be happening. From the moment we got entangled, I’d set a precursor for my future.

Him.

The wicked blueblood who’d bashed a man’s head in with a rock. I hadn’t even asked questions. I’d just helped him dig a hole and bury the guy. His bones were out here with us right now, the flesh having rotted off for the earthworms and maggots to feast on.

I never regretted it.

Never thought to go to the police.

I let him have every part of me when we were done. It had been the perfect ending to a night shrouded in death and violence.

Raising on my tiptoes, I pressed my lips to his. He immediately reciprocated.

It didn’t take long before I was ready for more; I’d been wanting more since I saw him leaning over that damn balcony.

His hand delved into my underwear, a deep breath of air leaving his lungs. “You’re always so wet for me, bambina.”

I spread my legs to encourage him, and he eased two fingers inside me, rocking in and out of my pussy at a slow, steady tempo. A soft moan passed from my lips into his mouth.

He pulled away and brought his lips to my ear. “Admit you want me, and I’ll give you what you’re so badly craving. Every solid inch of it.”

I nodded against him, withholding a, “Hell yes!”

“Say the words, Rhiannon,” he demanded, shoving his digits in knuckle-deep.

I whimpered, rising onto my toes to fight against the tension. “I want you. You know I do. I always have.”

His fingers immediately withdrew. He pulled open the rear door of the car and shoved me inside so only my legs hung off the seat.

There was nothing soft or sweet about what happened next.

He wrenched my underwear down my legs and replaced them with his mouth, eating me like his life depended on it. His tongue plunged so deep inside me I could clench it with my walls.

“I knew you were meant for me the night you spread these legs and offered up this sweet pussy while we were covered in blood.”

He ran his nose up my slit, teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue, flicking it back and forth and then flattening against it completely.

“Judas,” I whimpered, dragging my hands through his hair.

He reached up and used two fingers to shove back my hood, fully exposing my swollen clit. The tip of his tongue pressed against it and he began to circulate, creating a mind-blowing friction.

His fingers went lower, to a place only he had been before. A thumb pressed against the puckered hole, easing into it. I cried out, feeling wetness gathering on the seat as it trickled from my pussy and between the crevice of my ass.


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