by Levine, Nina
I’m unable to hold myself back from him when he’s like this. The way Fury loves speaks so deeply to me. I squeeze my arms around him, my nails digging into his skin. “You’re not sucking happiness from me. Yes I worry, and yes I count the minutes until you’re home safely again, but through all of that I’m happy. How could I not be when you’re in my life?”
“Well I’d be a whole lot fucking happier if I knew you weren’t spending your time worrying over me. Maybe Grace can steal some of your attention.”
“Is that why you got her for me?”
“I got her because I knew you wanted a dog, but yeah, I also want your mind on other things besides me.”
God how I love him.
Brushing my lips over his, I say, “Baby, nothing will take my mind off you.” I move my hands to his abs. “I mean, with a body like this, that’s a given.”
“Fuck,” he says, shifting me so I’m on my back again. “I’m never gonna win this, am I?”
Moving my hands down his body, I reach for the button on his jeans. Undoing it, I say, “Never. Now, do you think you could make good on your promise of twelve hours with your mouth on me?”
He slides my panties down.
He gives me one last look.
And then he proceeds to blow my mind in all the ways I love.
12
Fury & Zara Text
This text takes place sometime after Christmas Hearts.
Zara: I think we should mix things up tonight.
Fury: I’m listening.
Zara: How about a threesome?
Fury: Fuck, Zara, I’m in the middle of taking care of shit for King and can’t call you. A threesome?
Zara: Yeah. You, me, and another guy.
Fury: You’re fucking dreaming if you think I’ll ever allow another man to touch you. Have you taken drinking back up?
Zara: No, I was just checking to make sure you’re paying attention before I tell you something.
Fury: Christ. I’m always fucking paying attention to you.
Zara: Hmm, you weren’t last night when I was telling you about all the stuff I did yesterday.
Fury: That’s because we were in the middle of you sucking my dick when suddenly you wanted to share the day’s events with me.
Zara: Well, they all came back to me at that moment. I may have forgotten them if I didn’t stop and tell you then.
Fury: Can we move this along? I have to get back to work.
Zara: I may have bought a new couch today. And before you tell me we can’t afford it and I’m gonna have to take it back, I also need to tell you that Grace may have chewed a huge hole in the old one, so we kinda did need to spend this money. I also need to tell you I love you more than I’ve ever loved any man in the entire world and I know that even though you’ll probably be mad with me about spending so much money without asking you first, you’ll forgive me and keep loving me. You will, right? Because I really don’t wanna have to find a new husband.
Fury: Finished?
Zara: That depends on whether you’re going to agree to stay married to me.
Fury: First, the next time you wanna tell me you’ve spent a shitload of cash, don’t lead with a threesome request. Second, I think we both know you’ve been looking for a reason to buy a new couch for months, so don’t blame Grace. Third, I will forgive you. Right after you suck my dick tonight. And four, we need to get only one thing straight from this message, and that’s the fact that you will never fucking need to find a new husband. Ever. Am I understood?
Zara: You love me.
Fury: I fucking do.
Zara: I love you too, and I will stop wondering where I’d ever find a new husband if I needed one.
Fury: Christ, you’ll be the death of me. I’ll be home in an hour. Make sure you’re naked on that couch ready for me.
Zara: Baby, I’m already naked on the couch waiting for you. But don’t worry about me, I’ll take care of myself while I’m waiting for you to come take over.
Fury: Fucking hell. One hour. And Zara?
Zara: Yes?
Fury: You take my cock out of your mouth when you’re halfway through sucking it again, I’ll take that couch back to the store.
13
King & Lily
King
This scene takes place after King: The Epilogue Collection.
“King! Are you listening to anything I’m saying?” Lily demanded while she shimmied in an effort to get her dress into place.
I’d heard every word she’d said, but I was more interested in what she was doing than what she was saying. Stepping closer to her, I placed my hand on her hip while running my gaze over her tits. “This dress is far too fucking tight and way too fucking short,” I said.
She looked down at her dress. “You never care what I wear. Why now?”
Curving my hand over her ass, I pulled her flush against my body. “I don’t care that you’re wearing it; I’m only concerned it’s not gonna stay on you for long.”
She sucked in her breath as desire flared in her eyes. Pressing her palms to my chest, she attempted to push me away but I kept her firmly in place. “King, you promised me a date night and you’re making good on that promise.”
“I am making good on it, but you wanna wear shit that gets me hard, you need to accept where that leads.” My voice dropped to a rough gravel as I added, “And tonight, I’m pretty fucking sure that’s gonna lead to me fucking you while we’re out.”
Skylar’s voice sounded from outside our bedroom. “Lily, can I borrow that navy dress of yours? You know the one you wore to Robbie’s award ceremony last week?”
“Fucking hell,” I muttered. “How fucking hard is it to get you to myself for fucking once?”
Since our wedding a month ago, life had been hectic and I hadn’t had my wife to myself for even a day. My time with her at night had also been cut into because she’d been exhausted from work and family stuff.
Lifting up onto her toes, she kissed me before saying, “I’m going to sort everyone out and then we’re leaving. And you’re going to play nice with your sister or I’m going to withhold husband privileges tonight.”
Gripping the back of her neck, I growled, “Like fuck you are.” Reaching my other hand down, I roughly slid it under her dress and up to her panties. “I haven’t had you for two fucking days; there’s no fucking way I’m not having you tonight.”
She moaned as I circled her clit and pushed two fingers inside her.
Skylar knocked on the door. “King, stop whatever you’re doing to Lily; I need to talk to her.”
I watched Lily wage a silent war over wanting me to finger fuck her versus giving my sister what she wanted. In the end, she said, “King, stop. I’ve barely spoken to Skylar this week. You’re going to need to give me a little time with her.”
With a fuckload of regret, I gave her what she wanted and let her go. Stalking to the door, I yanked it open and looked down at my sister. “You—”
Pushing me out of the way, she cut me off. “Yeah, yeah, I get it. You’re shitty and I only have one minute with Lily, blah, blah, blah. Go take a chill pill and gimme some time with my girl. I’ve hardly seen her all week.”
She was raving to Lily about some shoes she’d seen yesterday before I had a chance to get a fucking word in, so I left them to it, calling out over my shoulder, “Five minutes, Lily.”
I ran into Robbie as I headed into the kitchen. He rounded the corner and collided with me. “Sorry!”
Steadying him, I said, “What’s the rush, mate?”
His eyes blazed up with excitement. “Zara said she’ll play Monopoly with me while you and Mum go out for dinner!”
Robbie loved board games; Zara not so much. I’d pulled her aside earlier today and asked her to help Skylar look after him tonight while we were out. The kids at school had been giving him a hard time lately, and I knew that some time with his sister would be good for him. Holly usually came through for me when I asked her to look out
for him, but she was at a sleepover with a friend tonight, so I couldn’t rely on her. Zara had surprised the fuck out of me when she’d said yes with no arguments.
I followed him into the lounge room where Zara sat on the floor setting up the game. She glanced up at me with a smile. “Did Robbie tell you his plan for all of us for tomorrow night, King?”
“No.”
“For family night, he wants us all to eat tacos for dinner and then do a marathon of Harry Potter movies.” She was fucking grinning at me because she knew I didn’t have it in me to watch those movies one more fucking time. Hell, Robbie could watch Harry Potter every day he loved it that much. I’d already sat through all the movies with him three times since moving in.
Robbie nodded enthusiastically as he sat across from his sister. “It’ll be fun!”
Fuck, I couldn’t say no. Not when it lit him up like this. “I’ll grab the stuff for tacos in the morning while I’m out.”
“Don’t forget Grandma’s coming for dinner tomorrow night, too,” Zara said, that grin still in place. She also knew I’d reached my limit of Hannah time this week after spending almost a full day with her fixing her car and doing some other odd jobs around her house.
“Smartass,” I mouthed at her while Robbie had his head down. Then, out loud, I gave it back to her. “Don’t forget you said you wanted to play Battleship with Robbie tonight.”
Her eyes widened, but before she could say anything, Robbie’s head snapped up and he said excitedly, “This is the best night of my life!”
Lily’s arm slid around my waist as she stood next to me. “Wow,” she murmured, “You’ve got the kids all sorted and happy by the looks of it.”
I stretched my arm across her shoulders. “Yeah. Zara’s made Robbie’s night by agreeing to play games with him for hours.”
Zara hit me with a dirty look before shaking her head and getting back to the game.
“I’m playing, too,” Skylar said, joining them on the floor.
“Don’t wait up for us,” I said to her.
She looked at me. “Breakfast is at seven in the morning. I’m making pancakes and waffles. And I’m waking your ass up if you’re still sleeping. You promised to come with me to help me get a good deal on new tyres.”
“Fuck,” I grumbled. My plan had been to get the kids to all their activities they had on tomorrow morning before coming home to fuck Lily. “I can’t in the morning. We’ll go in the afternoon.”
“No, I’m busy all day tomorrow. The only time I have is first thing.”
Lily squeezed me and said to Skylar, “He’ll do it in the morning.” Then to me, she said, “We need to leave or we’re going to miss our reservation.”
Once I had her out of the house, I reached for her and said, “Change of plans. We’re skipping dinner and—”
“No, you are not changing our plans, King. I’ve been looking forward to dinner at that restaurant all week.”
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I growled, “And I’ve been looking forward to burying my dick inside you for fucking days, so I’ve changed the reservation for later and booked us a hotel room. If that pisses you off, feel free to take it out on my body, but there’s no fucking way I’m waiting to strip you and fuck you.” When she looked like she was going to argue with me, I added, “I warned you about wearing that dress. You chose to wear it.”
“Fine,” she said with the kind of attitude that made me want to slam inside her right fucking now. “But there will be dinner later and you will be sitting through two desserts with me. I checked out their menu and I can’t choose between lemon meringue and cheesecake, so I’m having both. If you get to change our plans, I get to have two lots of dessert. And you also have to walk along the river with me after dinner. Oh, and when we get home, I really want you to watch Lucifer with me.”
Taking my time at dinner was not something I was good at, and walking anywhere was not something I enjoyed. And I fucking hated that TV show. I did my best to avoid doing any of those things, but hell, it turned out loving Lily meant I was doing shit all over the place I’d rather not do.
“Get on the back of my bike before I bend you over it and make your ass red,” I rasped.
Christ, this woman held my fucking heart in her hands and she had no idea how much power she had over it. No fucking idea at all. I loved her like I’d never loved anyone and I’d go to my grave trying to make her happy. Even if that meant eating two fucking desserts, watching a show I couldn’t stand, and walking along a fucking river.
14
King & Lily
King
This takes place after King: The Epilogue book.
Me: You need to get naked.
Lily: Why?
Me: Because I’ll be home in ten minutes.
Lily: I’m busy, King.
Me: Well get unbusy.
Lily: It’s not something I can get unbusy from. I have the plumber here fixing the toilet.
Me: Jesus, I told you I’d fix that.
Lily: But you didn’t.
Me: He’s got ten minutes and then he’s out of there.
Lily: He won’t be finished in ten minutes.
I called her.
“King,” she answered, “there’s no way he’ll be done—”
“I don’t give a fuck. In ten minutes, he’s done and I’ll finish whatever he’s started.” I’d been thinking about Lily’s cunt for hours; there was no way I wasn’t tasting it in ten fucking minutes.
She turned silent for a few moments before huffing out, “Fine, but you are not leaving here until it’s done. In fact, I’m not getting naked until it’s done.”
“Lily,” I growled, “as far as I’m fucking concerned, you’ll be naked the minute that plumber steps foot outside our house.”
“You are quite possibly the worst husband alive. So damn bossy. One of these days, I’m going to refuse to give in to your demands.”
We both knew that if my demand involved her pussy there was no way she’d ever refuse to give in. I didn’t bother to remind her of that. “We’re wasting time here. I’ll be home soon.”
With that, I ended the call and made the trip home.
I arrived nine minutes later, finding Lily in our en-suite.
Her eyes met mine in the mirror and she slowed her movements as she cleaned the vanity. The kids were at their father’s this weekend, so we had two full days alone. I’d spent hours buried deep inside her last night, but had been called into the clubhouse at 7:00 a.m. this morning, forcing us to cancel our plans for a ride together today.
I moved behind her and curled my hand around her neck before bending my mouth to her ear. “I’m going to get rid of the plumber. I want your clothes gone by the time I get back.”
“Where do you want me?” Fuck, her breathy tone got me harder than I already was.
“Surprise me.”
Her breaths came faster as she nodded.
I brushed my lips over her skin, warring with myself over leaving her. But I dropped my hands from her body and took a step back, because what I wanted to do to her demanded more time than I’d have if I didn’t get rid of the fucking plumber.
As I turned to leave, she reached for my hand. “I want you to take me out for dinner tonight.”
I ran my gaze over her face and then down her body. It hadn’t been my plan for either of us to leave the house for the rest of the day. My agenda was very specific, as was my goal. However, when Lily gave me the eyes she was giving me, and used the breathy tone that shot straight to my dick like she just had, I knew my plan was likely going out the fucking window. Meeting her gaze again, I said, “I’ll take you out for lunch tomorrow.”
With a shake of her head, she said, “No, I want steak tonight. From my favourite restaurant.”
“We’ve got steak in the freezer. I’ll throw it on the barbie for you.”
She moved into me, her arm wrapping around me, her hand settling on my ass. “You know I love your steak, but I love theirs
more. And besides, I want us to get out of the house.” She brought her other hand up to my neck, gripping me there. “I want a date night, King.”
I curled my hand around her wrist. “What I have in mind for you tonight doesn’t involve clothes. I’ll take you out for dinner, but after that I’m bringing you straight home so I can fuck you for the rest of the night.”
She searched my eyes and smiled as she nodded. “I’m down with that.”
My lips brushed her ear as I growled, “Just so we’re clear, there will be only one fucking dessert tonight. And we’re not walking along the fucking river.” Since the first time we’d gone to this restaurant a month ago, Lily had made me take her there twice more and insisted on two desserts—because she couldn’t choose which one to get—and a walk along the river. I’d caved each time but I wouldn’t tonight. Not when we had a baby to make.
“One dessert,” she agreed, her tone all breathy again. We both knew she had no intention of only having one dessert, though, and fuck if I wouldn’t be taking that out on her body once we got home.
I stepped away from her. “I’ll be back.”
Leaving her, I went in search of the plumber and advised him of the change in plans. After paying him and ushering him out of the house, I made my way back to Lily, finding her in the shower. She had her back to me with both hands pressed to the tiles. Her back was arched and her face tilted up so the water ran over it and down her hair.
My gaze followed the line of the water down her back and over her ass while my mind ran wild with thoughts of getting my hands on her body and my tongue on her pussy.