Titan (Dark Kingdom, #2)

by Shantel Tessier

“When the hell were you going to tell me that you got a divorce?” I snap, trying to catch my breath. She doesn’t seem surprised that I know. I think she’s too tired at this point. Or she just doesn’t care. I’m not sure which one I’d rather it be. “Emilee…” she says softly. “Don’t do that.” I shake my head. “Don’t talk to me like I’m five, Mother. You got a divorce,” I growl. “A divorce? Why? What…?”

My eyes dart down to where he’s grabbed her hand. His dark eyes lock on mine as he bends and kisses her fingers. My blood boils just as I close my fists. “What happened to you?” my mother asks him. “You smell like alcohol.” He smirks at me. I want to go over there and knock the bitch out, but I can’t move. My legs are cemented to the floor. Is this what shock feels like?

What the actual fuck

“Let’s go find out.” He removes his hands from his pocket and lifts them up in the air, walking up to me. “What the fuck are you doing, man?” Titan asks, sounding irritated. “I’m showing her I have no weapons,” Grave says. “Don’t want her to think I’m going to attack her or anything.” Oh, Dear Lord. He really thinks I’m deaf.

Titan looks at me. “Have a spare?” Like he would fix it anyway. I shake my head. Grave smiles. “She can read lips.” Titan snorts.

His body weight pins me down, making it hard to breathe, and his cock is still inside me, but he hasn’t started moving yet. “I’m going to fuck this tight cunt of yours, and then I’m going to eat my cum out of you. You’re going to be my dinner, Em.”

“She came to get her phone,” she snaps. “Titan?” A slow smile spreads across Titan’s face. “Ready to get on your knees, Em?” “Keep it.”

Bones gazes at my bare legs, exposed stomach, and then locks eyes with me. “Well, you heard him. You want it, you get on your knees.” “You guys are fucking pricks,” Jasmine growls.

Glass shatters to my right, and Grave giggles like a fucking schoolgirl at destroying shit.

His hands go to my shorts. “And I can’t wait.” His lips find mine. “Need to…” Kiss. “Be inside of you right now.”

My thighs tighten and my pussy gets wet at how much he needs me. Bones never needs anything. I’m the only one he ever shows who he really is. How broken he truly is. And I can’t help but want to save him. From his demons. From his nightmares. I never turn him down.

I open my eyes and gasp when I see a set of blue eyes staring at me in the large mirror. I look to the left of us, but no one is there. It’s only another set of lockers. Bones shoves his finger into me, and I pant, looking back at the mirror. I see those same eyes again and realize he’s on the other side of

the lockers. Only this time, he’s moved forward, more into the line of sight, and it’s Titan.

“Bones.” I go to shove him away. He rips my panties off my hips, and I cry as the fabric tears into my skin before giving in to his strength. He shoves them into my mouth, then clamps his hand over my lips, ...

“I’m going to fuck that tight cunt, Em.” He lowers his lips to my neck, gently kissing my skin. “You’re going to keep those soaked panties in your mouth until I replace them with my cock and come all over your pretty lips.”

My eyes are on Titan. His on mine. His white T-shirt strains from his heavy breathing. He lowers his hand and unzips his jeans, and my breath catches when he pulls his hard dick through the open zipper. Lifting his hand, he spits on it before stroking his long, thick cock. Once. Twice. Girls in this school talk and their whispered memories of his dick don’t do him any justice. Saliva pools in my mouth, and I

“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby,” Bones growls. “I should gag you more often.” He grips my hair with his free hand and yanks my head back,

When Bones is in a mood like this, nothing else matters but a quickie. Hard and fast to get both of us off. No foreplay. No extra attention. And right now, I sure do want to play. With both of them. A bigger part wishes Titan’s cock was in my mouth instead of my thong. That sensation building takes over me, and I scream into the gag as heat rushes up my back.

I take in a deep breath, but that’s all he allows me before his cock is in my mouth. I can taste myself on him. His hands grip my hair, and he doesn’t slow his pace. He fucks my mouth just as he did my pussy. His grunts and the sounds of me sucking fill the room like music booming through speakers. Then I feel his body tensing as he pushes farther down my throat. Tears run down my face, but I accept him, knowing he needs it. I need it. And I want to show Titan how good I am.

My eyes lock with Titan’s in the mirror while he washes his hands. I want to be embarrassed, but I can’t. The rush of knowing he was watching turned me on. I wanted him to join.

“You looked good on your knees, Em. It suited you.” He pulls away, standing up to his full height. “Anytime you need a reminder of where you belong, let me know.” He runs a finger over my wet lips. “I’ll be more than happy to help you out.” Then he turns and walks out.

“Or do you no longer want me?” she asks. “I remember a time when you did. You could have had me, you know? I was just playing hard to get. And you chickened out.”

“I can’t get you on your knees out of my head,” I admit shamelessly. “Do you think about it too, Em?” Her chest rises and falls quickly while her fingers dig into my jeans. “Tell me that you wanted me, too.” “Bones—” “Bones knew I was in there,” I admit. “He knows how much I hate you. And that I want to fuck you. Why should he get all the fun?”

“You were wet because of me.” I keep her in place. “You put on a show for me.” Her body trembles against mine. “Tell me, Em. You wanted me to join the two of you.”

“You didn’t make a move,” she whispers before licking her lips. “I enjoyed watching you,” I admit. “I jacked off to you and him.” She saw me—she knows what I did. But I want her to know that I know she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I’m not ashamed of what I did. “I want a turn.”

Her hands slide up my chest and wrap around my neck, and then she’s pulling me forward. My lips touch hers, and my hand slides from her face into her hair. I grip it between my fingers, and she gasps into my mouth. Her kiss grows frantic and so do her hands.

“If he fucking tries to touch you again, you call me. Understood?” I almost smile. This is why I chose him. Fucking a King is like having your own personal bodyguard. They protect their queens. “I will.”

She looks over at me and winks. “So, I see you got your phone back.” “Yeah.” “And?” “And I worked hard for that damn thing,” I admit. She laughs. “The Kings don’t go easy on anyone.”

He shakes his head. “George and Nancy married. Three months ago.”

He smirks. “I’ll prove it to you.” He reaches down, grabs the silk fabric, and rips my dress, making me gasp. “I loved that dress.” “I’ll buy you ten more.” His lips meet mine as his hands grip my thighs, and he lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around him.

“What have you always wanted, Titan?” Before I answer, she goes on. “What have you always wanted that you would do anything for?” I don’t even have to think about it. “You.”

Emilee has dominated my thoughts today. I haven’t been able to do a single thing without thinking about her.

Emilee is the full package. She’s the kind of woman you use in the bedroom but parade her around as a fucking queen in the streets of peasants.

Titan’s free hand wraps around my neck, pulling my head back, and I swallow roughly against it. He lowers his lips to my ear and whispers, “Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted, Em?” His hot breath makes my skin break out in goose bumps. “Don’t be shy now.”

“Say it,” Titan demands. I close my eyes. God, please don’t make me… “Beg me to make you come, Em. We want to hear it.”

His fingers slow, and a desperate whimper escapes me as the exquisite sensation growing low in my belly fades. He chuckles, then his warm breath fans against my ear again. “Look at Bones while you beg me to make you come, sweetheart.”

“Please,” I choke out. “Please what?” Titan growls. My voice shakes just as much as my legs as I say, “Please make me come.” Bones’s jaw sharpens at my words.

“Beautiful,” Titan whispers, removing his fingers from my pussy. Then, without a word, he lifts his hand that is covered in my arousal and Bones parts his lips, allowing Titan to place two fingers in his mouth. Bones’s eyes blaze down on me as he sucks them clean. “Does she taste as good as you remember?” Titan asks, amusement in his voice.

Bones doesn’t answer. Instead, he removes his hands from my hips and gently tugs on the towel where I have it tucked into itself on my chest. I don’t stop him. It’s been so long since he’s touched me. The towel falls to the floor, and my breath gets stuck in my throat when he follows it, dropping to his knees. “Bones,” I pant.

jerks my head to the side at an odd angle, and then his mouth is on mine. His lips devour mine, swallowing my moans as Bones fucks my pussy with his tongue.

taste him like he did you?” I nibble on my bottom lip, the tension rising inside of me. I want to—God, how I want to—but what will Titan think of me? He must sense my unease because he speaks again. “Go ahead, baby. Let me watch him fuck your mouth.”

I wrap my hand around the back of her neck, yanking her face down to mine. I kiss her desperately. My tongue sweeps into her mouth, tasting a little of Bones on her. She pulls away, gasping for breath, and her head falls to the crook of my neck.

she chokes out as her slick body moves with ours. I wrap my hand around her neck and squeeze as we take over, fucking her like she is just another whore we found on the streets and wanted to use for the night. But the reality is far worse—we both love her. Just in completely different ways.

Grave is six two, but still the shortest of the Kings. He has a cute baby face and panty dropping smile. His eyes are blue like his brother’s, but softer. More approachable. Bones’s are always hard and intimidating.

always had that unapologetic bad boy energy that draws women to him. He gives off “I’ll fuck you on the couch while your parents are in the next room” type of vibes. He’d just wrap a hand around your throat and cut off your air to keep you from screaming his name.

has thick, dark hair that most women dream of. He’s always kept it long, and

His eyes are where his power lies, though. A deep emerald shade that pulls you in and makes you feel like he’s undressing you.

She moans, and her head falls to the side. I check her pulse. It’s racing. Maybe I pushed her too hard. “I’m okay,” she whispers, reading my mind. “I could have… kept going.” I snort. “You were about to lose consciousness.” She gives me a faint smile. “So worth it.”

late

Did you have feelings for me?” “Yes,” I answer without hesitation. This is my chance. To be there for her in a way that Bones never wanted to be. She looks up at me. “But... you were a dick to me.” She narrows her eyes at me. “I was jealous. I wanted you for myself.” She straddles my hips, and I readjust myself onto my back, staring up at her. “Why didn’t you say something?” “What was I supposed to say? Hey, I’ve liked you since you were in third grade. But by the time I wanted to approach you, you were already fucking my best friend?” “Third grade?” She chuckles, thinking I’m joking. I nod. “Yep. Duncan Wiltz walked behind you and shoved you out of the swing.” She bursts out laughing. “How did you know that?” “I had Mrs. Hollan’s class, and her window faced the playground.” I can remember that day like it was yesterday.

Her mouth opens wide as she stares down at me in shock. “I watched you lie there on the ground and cry while he sat there swinging, laughing at you.” “I can’t believe you remember that.”