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Noah King. The bane of my existence. The thorn in my boot. The man who’s dedicated fifteen years of his life to thwarting me at every twist and turn.
I’ll figure out a way to put Colton in his rightful place one of these days. To reveal the golden boy for the uncaring, selfish ass he is. This town, it’s my home. And I’ll fight to keep it.
no matter how hard I try, I can not get Noah King off my mind.
Colton Darling, friend to everyone in town but me, with his pretty boy looks and windswept hair, the dark stubble, and those piercing blue eyes women like Sierra seem to love. I hate blue.
“You. Big Noah King, all high and mighty, waiting for me to kneel in front of you.” Well, that’s a fucking visual.
“Run along, little Colt. Unless you’re ready for that whole drop to your knees thing. I would so love to hear an apology coming out of your mouth.”
I have never, not once, been interested in a man. Never kissed one or even wanted to. And of all the men in the world I could have chosen to kiss, hate-fueled or otherwise, it just had to be Colton goddamn Darling.
My son,” he stresses, “is so used to putting others first that when there’s something he really wants, he doesn’t know how to ask for it. He’s scared if he does, he’ll end up without a piece at
Noah King is…is sneaky. And I don’t like him. And what the fuck is up with that last name? King? As if. The man doesn’t deserve a crown, and there ain’t no way I’ll ever kneel before him.”
“Beg me for it, little Colt.” “Fuck you.” I let out a contemplative hum. “Not this time.”
“I like feeling you squirm beneath me,”
like how eager you are for my hand on your cock.
“I want you to know that all you have to do is ask and it’s yours.”
“Make me come. Please, goddamn it. Please.”
Because Noah’s lips are on mine. Ruthless. Powerful. All-consuming. He’s kissing me. I’m kissing him. And it’s so much more than lackluster. Fuck. Fuck. I have a hate-on for Noah fucking King.
“You tell me to stop, and I will,” I make sure he knows, needing him to know. “But you wanna fight this a little? I’m all for it, Colt. I have no problem making you mine.” “I’m not yours,” he grits out. “Will never be yours.” “We’ll see about that.”
I want to ruin Colton goddamn Darling. Thoroughly. Irreversibly.
“Fucking good, little Colt. Your hand feels perfect wrapped around my dick.”
“I think I’ll make you beg for it next time, little Colt. I do so love to hear you beg.”
“The control you give me…”
never want to give it up.”
“Beg me to fill your tight virgin ass with my cock, little Colt. Say the words, and it’s yours.”
“Colt, baby,” he says, his voice so quiet I’m not sure I’m meant to hear it. “Anything.”
“Watching you fuck yourself on my fingers might be the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, little Colt.”
“I think you like it. I think you like hearing how stunning you are when you give yourself over to me. When you get exactly what you want.”
“Don’t you get it?”
“I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re in my fucking head. Invading my life. You’re everywhere I goddamn look. Everything I see.”
“And I’m not letting you run anymore,” I husk out. “You’re mine, Colton Darling. You. Are. Mine.”
Colton goddamn Darling is going to find out what it means to be mine.
“Against all goddamn sense and reason, you made me fall brim over boot, Noah King. And now I don’t know which way is up unless it’s with you.”
“You hold my reins, King. So please. Tell me where we go from here.”
I used to want to take my nippers to this man’s balls. What a fool I was.
I never wanted, never needed, another person the way I need Noah.
His eyes are wide, wild. Prey, waiting for the inevitable. Maybe I am the wolf. But I know for an absolute fact Colton Darling is more than willing to be my meal.
“Beg me, little Colt. Let me hear you.”
“I want your tongue in my ass,” he finally says, half huff, half moan. “Please. Please, King. Tongue me, and fuck me, and make me come so hard I forget my own fucking name.”
“I spent a lot of time not knowing who you really are,” he says, letting out the softest of sighs. “And I’ve spent the last few years loving you more than I ever thought possible. They say there’s a fine line between love and hate. That passion of one kind is similar to that of the other. And considering how many times I’ve wanted to throttle you over the years, maybe there’s something to that.” “This is the best proposal,”
“But here’s the thing,” Noah says in stride, taking my hand and rolling it gently between his. “I didn’t like hating you one bit, Colton Darling. Loving you has been better in every single way. You asked me once…why you. And I’ve told you a hundred times over, but let me tell you again. I love your passion. Your fight. I love the way you care so deeply and how that’s extended to me and mine. I love how soft you are in the mornings and the way your kiss feels like coming home. I’ve loved every moment of finding out who you are. I love you because, well…because you’re you.”
keep on loving you regardless, but it would be my absolute honor to share this life as your husband. If you’ll allow it, I’ll spend the rest of our time on this earth showing you precisely why I fell. You ...
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“Yeah, Noah. It’s you for me. Since the moment you bit my lip, I’ve been yours. Maybe even before that. So yes, I’ll goddamn marry you. I’ll be your husband. And I’ll be so fucking proud to call you my own.”
Noah King and I were never meant to be enemies. But hell if we weren’t meant to be. And I’ll fight anyone who tries to tell me otherwise.
And there’s my own vow, my hand pressing Noah’s palm to the front of my throat. Reins, freely given to the one person I trust never to lead me astray. Noah fucking King. Soon, my husband. But always, forevermore, the man who toppled me brim over boot in love.
