Love Bites Harder (Mated to the King, #3)

by Lola Glass

One point, sirens. About a thousand points, everyone else. Still, I’d take my one.

the only people who could ever leave their realm were fae—or someone permanently mated to one.

“I won’t hurt you,” Kai called out, sounding a little further away. “I’m… a gemini. A… vegetarian. I barely sleep these days,

I saw something big. And green. And crawling toward me. It was a centipede. On crack. Or heroine. Or some other kind of drug—I knew nothing about drugs, but the thing? It was the size of a small dog.

“You’re like four feet tall,” he said. “Five,” I bit out. “Exactly five.”

If this was all the fae realm had to offer, I wanted a refund. …on everything except what I’d done with the king.

bruising their asses was better than losing their heads.

“Look at your eyes, Clementine.” I focused on the blue orbs. “They’re just eyes.” “They’re not,” he growled. “They’re full of fire. Passion. Excitement. Energy. Hope. When things get bad, you look for the good. When everything falls apart, you hold yourself together. When you find yourself trapped in the fae realm and forced to take a mate, you do everything you possibly can to pick the best one.”

“You wanted to know why I mated with you. I mated with you because I was so fucking in love with your personality, I couldn’t handle another man touching your body. You felt like mine. You wanted me too. No one else could have you then, and no one else can have you now.”

“You said you wanted romance. What’s more romantic than dying together?” “How about living together?” “Hmm.” He paused, like he was considering it. “Alright, have it your way.”

Let me see if I can find a salon that’s open.” I laughed. “Now? It’s nearly 8 PM.” “I know, but I don’t want to lose my nerve. Fucking the patriarchy is stressful. What if I chicken out in the morning?”