Fate of a Royal (Lords of Rathe, #1)

by Meagan Brandy

To the girls who fuck the villains. Open your mouth wide and take it like a good girl.

I don’t suck on anything unless it’s over six foot and has a red flag hovering over their head.

I want her like that. At my mercy. Bare beneath me like a perfect little doll.

Watch out, Little London, ’cause I’m coming for you, and if you’re a good girl, I might let you come for me too.

There were no butterflies in my belly from that kiss because he slaughtered every single one of them with a flick of his tongue.