Chained Hands (Keir & Sailor Duet #1; Chained Hearts Duets, #1)

by T.L. Smith

“You must think I’m a weak woman,” she says, her eyes cast down at the pool’s surface as she speaks. How she knows it’s me, I’m not sure. “I wasn’t always that way. Sometimes things break you and you let them, even when you don’t realize it’s happening.”

“Do you want to suck my cock to tide you over?” My cheer dies at his words and by the look on his face, I can see he’s serious. I’m so shocked at his words I feel mortified. Who speaks like that? But two can play that game. “Only if you lick me first.” I expect him to shake his head and tell me no.

Maybe I should keep her as my little whore. To fuck whenever I want. But as I look into her eyes, her forehead coming to lean on mine, I know I can’t keep her.

She was never mine to have in the first place.

“I smell of musk, probably taste like it too. Let’s ask.” She looks over Lucas’s shoulder and straight at me. “Do I taste like musk?” Every person in the room goes silent at her question, and I can feel them all waiting for my answer. “The sweetest,” I reply with a lick of my lips.

So, I reach my hand down to slide my cock inside her, following her fucking order. “Now, shut up and fuck me before I decide to kill you first.”

I wonder how long I’ll keep her around until I do kill her. “I’m not fucking you again. Now or ever.” Okay, maybe I’ll kill her sooner rather than later.

Apart from the little honey-brunette standing in front of me who I kind of like.

“Sailor …” I turn back around at my name. “I think you could rule a fucking kingdom if you tried.”

We get told of fairy tales, of Prince Charming, but what about the devils that live below? Do they not need love too? Obviously, they want it, and mine is proving that he’s going to do everything in his power to keep it.