Obsessively Yours (Fae Kings of Eden, #2)

by Jamie Applegate Hunter

“Ride me, princess.”

How is this my life? she wondered to herself. An attractive prince who loves me and saved an ornery chicken to keep as a pet?

She’d watched his light hair turn dark, his eyes melt from hazel to brown, his gangly, boyish build grow strong. She thought they’d fallen in love together, but she was nothing but a pawn. A foolish, pissed off pawn.

I love you. Obsessively Yours, Roman

“Vivian might want you back.” “Vivian never had me to begin with,”

She knew Roman would never write the letter to Marissa, but she also didn’t know how the woman knew about Titus.

He’d scared off the boys in school. All these years she’d thought it was something about her they hadn’t liked, but it’d been Roman’s doing. It should infuriate her. He’d killed Dominic. It should horrify her. It should make her feel a lot of things. More in love than ever shouldn’t be one of them.

Titus stared at his father, shaking his head. “If you know we can’t kill the prince, why can’t I kill Vivian now that we’ve broken the bond?”

“If you harm a hair on Violet’s head, I will gut you myself.”

The way she said faction, you’d think they were venomous snakes. Finding out your husband despised you and was a rebel in one day must be getting to her. She’d get over it.

Roman marrying Violet crumbled every plan they had.

“Have a seat, wife.” Once seated firmly in his lap, Violet squirmed. The head of his cock wept. “This will be over before it starts if you don’t sit still,” he warned.

“Fuck, baby, you soaked us both.” She sprang to her feet, and he hissed, his aching cock hating the loss of her. She assessed the wet spot on the cushion. “I don’t know what happened.” He did. Slayton’s brother had told him this could happen. Roman grinned and leaned forward to swipe his tongue up her thigh. “You squirted for me.”

“Did you outlaw mayonnaise?” His scratched his jaw and peered down at her. “That depends. If I say yes, would you be upset?” She popped his arm lightly. “You can’t outlaw something because I don’t like it.” His lips quirked into a cocky smile, and she wanted to both kiss him and smack him at the same time. “Yes. I can.”

Violet crept far enough away and poised to run. Poor girl wouldn’t make it three steps before Titus grabbed her again, and Vivian knew she had to make her move. One thing she had that Titus didn’t was speed, and she darted between him and her sister. “Violet, run!”

Titus cursed and followed in their direction. “Violet don’t do this,” he pleaded. “I can keep you safe. You belong with me. I love you.”

Roman’s deep voice. “I thought the men in this kingdom would have learned by now that loving my wife is as dangerous as harming her.” Violet stopped cold and twisted around in time to see Roman fist Titus’ hair and rip his head from his body.

“What if they throw things at me and boo me?” “Then they will die,” Roman said as if he hadn’t threatened to murder people for a minor infraction.

Sarah reached over and patted her arm. “Let him protect you in the only way he knows how.” Violet balked. “The only way he knows how is murder.”

“Drop that pretty cunt on my cock and ride me like a good girl.”