Between Two Kings (Split or Swallow, #2)

by Lindsay Straube

Let me take care of you.

Lying is a sin, Temperance. Don’t talk to me about sins. Would you rather I perform them instead?

My brother does not know how lucky he is. You are unbelievable. Trust me. He knows.

First my brother, then my father. Should I be offended you draw the line at fucking me?

“You may belong to my brother, but I will protect you as if you are mine.”

You are worth fighting for, Temperance.

That you finished in thirty seconds? Hardly. It is not my fault you inspire such speed. Don’t blame your shortcomings on me. There is nothing short about me, and you know it, Temperance.

If you were mine, I would never stop fucking you. I would worship your cunt until the day I died.

Look at you on my cock, Temperance. Such a good fit. So fucking wet for me.

It is not enough to fuck you just this once, Temperance. I want you as many times as I can have you. I will do anything you want. Anything. Just let me fuck you again.

Every day I want you and every day I cannot have you. It is agony. You parade around with your perfect cunt and your perfect tits and you do not let me fuck you and I cannot take it anymore, Temperance.

“Good boy.”

“Close your mouth, Vera,” Gabriel said cheerfully. “A bug might fly in.”

The only thing Tem needed was a lobotomy.

“Because I can’t breathe when I look at you. Because it hurts”—he pressed his hands to his chest—“right here.”

“You sent me away, Tem. Bring me back now. Bring me back to you.”

“I am but a man, Tem,”

“Because I don’t want to hear it.” “Hear what? How much I want to fuck you?” “Leo.” “I’m a man, Tem. And you’re naked. You can’t expect me not to look.”

“I was keeping it together perfectly fine until you took your clothes off.”

“I want you for the rest of my life, Tem. I don’t care what it takes. I want you and I need you and I love you and you’re mine.” “You’re mine too.”

“You’re fucking mine.”

“I can’t lose you again, Tem.” “You won’t.” “I need you to come back to me.”

Doesn’t he ever eat? Don’t answer that. I don’t want to think about what he’s been eating when it’s all I want to eat too.

He practically cracks a tooth when I make you smile. Imagine what he’d do if I made you come.