Kingmaker's Kill: A RH Paranormal Fantasy Bully Romance (Kingmakers of Kingsbury Book 3)

by Rachel Angel

  As everyone prepared to end their meal with the juicy fresh fruits, drums and bongos were brought out and a small band of dancers entertained us all with their rhythmic dances.

  Thrilled by the spectacle, I cheered and applauded, much to the delight of the villagers and the chief who appreciated my enthusiasm.

  For over an hour, the drums and bongos were pounded while one group of dancers followed another. The last group was the youngest, with tiny dancers, no more than seven years old, delighted and enchanted us all.

  I looked to either side of me to find Ollie and Reggie were just as thrilled by the evening as I was. We were in good spirits, and as the villagers slowly cleared the hut, we rose to take our leave as well.

  I bowed before Chief Waikana. “Oh mi tu plaitu,” I said, thanking him for the beautiful feast.

  Ollie and Reggie also bowed, repeating the words I’d just spoken.

  Pleased, the chief stood, bowed to us and gestured toward the exit.

  Feeling giddy and a little dizzy, I walked between Ollie and Reggie as we headed back to our little guesthouse. As we meandered our way to our quarters, I had a fleeting question about our sleeping arrangement. Had there been another room in the small home? I hadn’t even bothered to look.

  And, as I walked between my two handsome and charming men, I didn’t really care. We would make do with what we had.

  Chapter 7

  Violet

  Giggling, I pushed the small door open and leaned forward to enter. After only a step or two, I staggered only to end up on all fours. Ollie, who was right behind me, laughed and slapped my bottom.

  Laughing hysterically, I crawled in and threw myself onto the mat of leaves and feathers and rolled onto my back.

  “You guys are the silliest things I’ve ever seen,” I said with a snort as I pulled off my tunic and lay my nude body back into the soft feathers. “Damn. Is it just me, or is it hot?”

  “I can tell you that you definitely are hot,” Ollie said as he crawled on all fours to come sit on the mat beside me. “You are damn hot.”

  Smiling, I looked into his warm, laughing eyes. He was so adorable. There was something almost childlike about him, and it made him all the more adorable.

  “What are you looking at me like that for?” he said, almost shy.

  “You really are a good looking guy, aren’t you?” I said.

  Grinning, he blushed.

  “Oh, my God,” I let out with a loud giggle. “You’re blushing. That’s positively adorable. You are literally blushing.”

  He reddened even more.

  “You’re burning up, dear Ollie,” I said in a sly whisper. “I think you should take all your clothes off.”

  “I’m not sure that’s such a good idea,” he said, looking down at my exposed breasts.

  “Well,” I said, leaning over to help him undress. “I think it’s a fantastic idea.” I looked over to where Reggie was busy studying the branch he’d left behind earlier. “Don’t you think it’s a good idea, Reg?”

  “Sure,” he said without bothering to look up. “Whatever you say.”

  “Is that branch really that interesting?” I called out to him.

  He nodded. “I snapped off this branch from a small tree on the way down here and I was hoping to compare it to the arrow,” he began to say. “It’s as if…” He looked up and finally saw me. His jaw dropped and the small branch fell to the dusty floor. “Damn.”

  “It’s about time,” I said with a giggle. “I was beginning to feel a little ignored.”

  “I’m here,” Ollie said, leaning in closer and nuzzling into my neck.

  “I know you are, dear,” I said, patting him on his still reddened cheek.

  I had never felt more wanton in my life. It was as if a door had been unlocked, thrown open and all my inhibitions evaporated on the wind.

  My body was alive, tingling with a mess of sensations that beckoned a touch, a kiss, a hug. I felt a strong need to do something, but I wasn’t quite sure what.

  But I knew that it involved both Ollie and Reggie. It involved their hot, strong bodies, their muscular chests and shoulders. Their sexy buttocks… and more.

  Reggie, his eyes locked onto my exposed body, slowly made his way over to the mat, removing one article of clothing at a time until he was kneeling in front of me in all his nude glory.

  My breasts tingled with anticipation, a tingling sensation that quickly travelled down to between my thighs.

  I was hungry for him and Ollie in a way that I had never hungered for anyone before.

  Ollie came up behind me and reached around to fondle a breast while Reggie looked on, his lips parted in hunger.

  I parted my legs, exposing the most inner depths of me and silently begging him to reach out and touch me. But while Ollie reached around with his other hand to grab my other breast, Reggie seemed momentarily content to just watch. He grabbed his stiff and erect shaft and slowly stroked it as he watched Ollie’s movements with keen interest.

  Leaning back into Ollie’s chest, I let out a soft sigh of pleasure and parted my thighs even more as an orgasm quickly built up. With a strange look of open curiosity, Reggie simply reached out and put his finger to the moistened folds that were burning up, already on the verge of an orgasm.

  The simple touch had an explosive effect. My body shook and my inner most core pounded out wave after wave of indescribable pleasure.

  Grinning, Reggie looked at me. “You’re so wet,” he said. He kept his finger pressed tightly against my throbbing clitoris, enticing more and more waves of ecstasy.

  Still leaning on Ollie’s chest, I sighed as he kissed his way up my neck, down my shoulder and back up to my ear. I turned to meet his kiss, letting the warmth of his lips cover me and heightened the already vertiginous highs Reggie had left me on.

  “From the very first moment I saw you, I’ve dreamed of a moment like this,” he said. “How is it possible that the reality of touching you and kissing you can be so much more than I had ever imagined? How is it that your skin is softer? How is it that your lips are sweeter?” He looked into my eyes with all the warmth and love a man can have for a woman. “My body aches for you in a way that it never has. I’ve never wanted anyone more than you.”

  Smiling, I simply leaned into his kiss.

  When the waves of my orgasm finally subsided, the hunger for both Ollie and Reggie quickly built up again. I got on my hands and knees, bringing my ass up in the air in Ollie’s face.

  “Oh yes,” he sighed as he gently ran his hand over the firm rounded flesh. “Tell me that I can ravage you, take you, own you.”

  With hooded eyes, I glanced back at him. “Not only can you,” I said. “But you must.” I waved my butt in his face, urging him to nudge his way closer.

  Then I looked up to Reggie, still kneeling in front of me. “And what am I to do with you, dear Reggie?”

  “Anything you like,” he said in a guttural tone that was so damned sexy. “For days now I have been dreaming of a moment such as this. From the moment you stepped out in that skintight fighting outfit, I have hungered for you. Not only are you the most admirable woman I’ve ever encountered, but your body, so perfect in every way, is something that no man can get out of his mind. You make it nearly impossible for a man to think of anything else.”

  He dug his fingers into my hair as he took a kneeling step forward, bringing his stiff shaft into my face.

  I kissed the tip of his hardened erection. “Do you really think that you deserve my touch?” I said while Ollie, behind me, gripped my hips and ran his shaft between my thighs.

  “I can only hope to deserve anything that crosses your mind,” Reggie said, though it was clear that another kiss to his erection would be greatly appreciated.

  As Ollie continued to run his erection back and forth between my thighs, I took Reggie fully into my mouth.

  “Oh, you wanton vixen,” Reggie muttered, his fingers digging into my scalp. “You are turning me into a beast.
I want to be the gentleman that you deserve, but you are making it impossible.”

  He thrust his hardened shaft deeper into my mouth, eliciting a deep throated groan from both of us.

  Releasing him, I straightened up and got onto my knees, facing him while Ollie pressed his iron-hard chest into my back. Reggie came closer, sandwiching me between their muscular chests.

  It was heaven. Heaven of the purest kind. I never wanted to leave. The warmth of their skin was like nothing I’d ever felt before. Together, their hands travelled over my body. One hand ran up my thigh while another caressed a breast and yet another trailed the length of my arm.

  Reggie pressed into me even harder, crushing my tender breasts against the hardened muscles of his immense chest.

  I felt small and frail between them, yet there was something overwhelmingly empowering in the hold I had on them.

  Ollie cupped my breasts as Reggie trailed a line of kisses down to one nipple then the other. He suckled on the second nipple until my knees were weak and I was dripping over Ollie’s member that was still harboring between my thighs.

  “I’m going in,” Ollie whispered into my ear, tickling me with his hot breath as he shifted slightly, plunging his erection to my inner warmth.

  I let out a loud sigh, tossing my head back as his manhood filled me. Not to be outdone, Reggie lowered his head, kissing his way over my belly, past my navel and down to the clitoris that awaited his attention.

  While Ollie slowly stroked his way in and out of me, Reggie gently licked my clitoris, bringing me to the heights of sensations like I had never experienced before.

  I’d had men before. I knew the familiar sensation of a hardened shaft deep inside me. I’d been touched before, had had orgasms before, had even touched myself on many occasions.

  But nothing compared to the sensation of having Ollie deep inside me all while Reggie was licking and gently biting my clitoris.

  My orgasm came a little too quickly, but with incredible intensity as it clamped down on Ollie’s aching member so tightly that he, too, quickly reached orgasm.

  “Will you allow me?” Reggie said, a boyish grin on his face.

  As Ollie slipped out of me, Reggie came up to kiss me while quickly plunging himself in my warmth. Once his erection was inside me, he didn’t move for an entire minute. He simply remained as he was, letting the last of my orgasm ebb away.

  Just as the last pounding wave subsided, he began slowly thrusting in and out while Ollie kept his chest firmly pressed up against my back, building my body up into an earth-shattering explosion.

  Nothing else in the world mattered. Nothing else in the world even existed in that moment. Every inch of my body was theirs.

  Chapter 8

  Violet

  I woke up the next morning tangled up in Ollie’s legs and Reggie’s arms and a mass of colorful feathers stuck to our sweaty skin. There was something exceedingly sexy about the way one particular bright pink feather stuck to Ollie’s muscular chest.

  Despite the tight quarters, the room was comfortably cool. The morning sun pierced through the small windows to the east. In a few moments, those morning rays of sun would reach Ollie’s closed eyes.

  I shifted over onto my side to watch him. His full lips were curved into a dreamy smile and his breathing was gentle and relaxed. He was in deep sleep.

  My gaze dipped down to his chest, so perfectly chiseled through hard work, hard training and hard play. Every muscle was beautifully defined, telling anyone who saw him just how strong he really was.

  The sunlight finally hit his eyes and he squinted and tried to turn away. But the sunlight quickly caught up with him again and this time, his eyes fluttered open.

  “Hey, sleepy head,” I said in a sexy whisper.

  He offered me a crooked grin that was just about the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. “Have you been staring at me like that for long?” he said.

  “Long enough,” I said. “Does that make you uncomfortable?”

  He snorted, his gaze leaving mine and following a long lock of hair that trailed down my shoulder and partially covered my breast. Licking his lips, he cleared his throat. “You make me a lot of things, but uncomfortable isn’t one of them.”

  Propping himself up on his elbow, he leaned in closer to me and gently kissed me. I instantly closed my eyes and was swept away on the sensations of his soft lips against mine, and when I leaned into him for more, his tongue emerged and came in to play with mine.

  The kiss lasted a long time, warming me with tingling sensations. I never wanted it to end.

  “This is certainly something I could get used to,” he said when he pulled back and looked into my eyes. He pushed a stray strand of hair off my face, his eyes filled with love and affection.

  “What’s that?” I said, enjoying the touch of his fingers on my skin.

  “Waking up to you every morning.” He looked around the small, stark room. “It doesn’t even matter where we are; in a shack, in a cabin, in a hut… so long as you’re there when I open my eyes.”

  I smiled and leaned in for more of his kiss. “And I wouldn’t mind having these sweet kisses every day,” I said through the warm kiss.

  “Be my wife,” he muttered, his voice filled with emotion. “Be my queen and I shall spend my every waking moment ensuring that you are happy and fulfilled.”

  I pulled back to look at him.

  “It won’t be long before I am crowned king,” he went on. “The throne would mean nothing if you are not there at my side… my queen.”

  “That’s a very enticing offer,” I said with a grin. My gaze dipped down to his strong chest and, as he continued to play with my hair, I noticed the repeated flex of his biceps. “But to be honest, a crown is not necessarily what I need.”

  “Then tell me what you do need.”

  “A man who cares, about me and the world around him. A man who knows how to keep the peace, keep his citizens happy and who is willing to do all he can to ensure that. A man who is not afraid to fight off any and all who would dare try to destroy our peaceful kingdom. A man who will admire me and allow me to reach the highest highs; no resentment, no envy, no jealousy.”

  Ollie smiled. “I think that I am all of that, and more.”

  I smiled as well. “I believe you might be right.”

  I fell into his arms, kissing him with all the passion and desire that filled my body. Laying my slight body over his massive chest and muscular thighs, I felt his erection press into my belly while I crushed my breasts against his skin.

  My arousal had been slowly building up as we spoke, but now, skin on skin, it was burning up with an urgent need to be satisfied.

  Straddling him, I sat up and deftly guided his erection to my inner warmth.

  “Forever and ever,” he mumbled as he gripped my hips and pushed me down onto his shaft, deeper and deeper. “I want you and will always want you.”

  Slowly and steadily, I rode him, taking my time in building up the kind of memorable orgasm that would stay with me throughout the day.

  As it built up, I glanced at Reggie who was still sound asleep.

  Would our explosive cries of ecstasy awaken him?

  I let my head fall back as the build up became undeniable. I was there. We were there. There was no point trying to put it off any longer.

  Our cries mingled together, a sort of erotic harmony that filled the room and gently roused Reggie from his sleep.

  “Forever and ever,” Ollie said once more.

  I nestled down over his shaft and just let the pounding sensations of our orgasms ebb away.

  Just as Reggie reached out to run his fingers along the length of my arm, I climbed off of Ollie, backed off the mat of leaves and feathers and sat on the floor.

  “Looks like I missed breakfast,” Reggie said with a naughty grin.

  I shot him a wicked and promising glance. “Speaking of which,” I said as I found my tunic and slipped it on. “I’m starving. How about a bite to eat
before we leave?”

  “Sounds good to me,” Ollie said. He crawled around the small house picking up his discarded clothes and fumbling to get them on.

  “Are you coming, Reggie,” I said when he didn’t move.

  “Yeah,” he said, still groggy. “Give me a minute.” He shook the sleep from his head then got dressed. “But we’re having breakfast and then we are out of here. Clear?”

  I gazed back at him as I reached the door and opened it to a flood of blinding sunlight. “Clear,” I said.

  We stepped out into the small yard and stretched out our aching muscles then headed down to the shelter. The chief and many other citizens of the small village were already busy eating their morning meal.

  Chief Waikana nodded and gestured to the three cushions that were still on the floor. Immediately after sitting down trays of eggs, dried meats and flatbreads were brought out and there was even something that resembled butter, but that was far creamier and irresistibly delicious.

  We piled on the food and ate with ferocious appetites. After the meal I made my way to the chief’s table and thanked him for everything.

  “Goona fo mi en otto,” I said, telling him that we would be leaving shortly.

  He shook his head. “Mi otto en mimoatto.”

  I looked to Ollie and Reggie who stood on either side of me. “It appears that the chief would like to have us stay in his quaint little village for another day.”

  “Well, tell him that we had other plans in mind,” Reggie said.

  “Why?” I said, looking pointedly at him. “It’s nice here. Why would you not want to stay?”

  “Ki vani o en sono,” Chief Waikana said, waving his small arm out to gesture at the village.

  “He wants us to take advantage of the day and explore his village.”

  I bowed my appreciation of the invitation to the chief and led the way out of the shelter.

  “Where do we begin?” Reggie said, still unhappy about being held prisoner in the tiny village.

  “We’ll head out that way,” I said, pointing to the left that led to the far side of the crater.