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King’s Hostage: A Dark Mafia Romance by Piper Stone

A King takes what he wants. He wants me.

When my life was threatened, Michael King didn’t just take matters into his own hands.

He took me.

When he carried me off it was partly to protect me, but mostly it was because he wanted me.

I didn’t choose to go with him, but it wasn’t up to me. That’s why I’m naked, wet, and sore in an opulent Swiss chalet with my bottom still burning from the belt of the infuriatingly sexy mafia boss who brought me here, punished me when I fought him, and then savagely made me his.

We’ll return when things are safe in New Orleans, but I won’t be going back to my old home.

I belong to him now, and he plans to keep me.

Publisher’s Note: King’s Hostage is a stand-alone novel which is the second entry in the Merciless Kings series. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95

Length: 74,000 words

Excerpt

“Why are you like this? Why?”

“Because it’s necessary.” I wrapped my hand around my cock, sliding the tip up and down the crack of her ass.

“I’ll never forgive you.”

“That’s entirely up to you.” I wasted no time pressing my cockhead to her dark hole, pushing inside.

“Oh. Wait. I’ve never, I mean…”

Sighing, I closed my eyes, running my fingers down her spine. The emotions she brought out of me were unreasonable. Dangerous. I already cared for her far too much.

However, I’d crossed a line already, one that would be difficult to change. She was mine.

Mine to do with as I pleased.

Mine to keep locked away.

Mine.

“Relax.”

She clung to the couch, her back heaving and when I kicked her legs further apart, she jutted backwards with a bedraggled moan.

As I slipped my shaft in an inch at a time, the heat and tightness yanked at my breath. When I hit the tight ring of muscle, I gripped both hips, holding her in place before pressing the remainder inside.

Her moans were almost inaudible, her body tense. I smelled her fear, her distrust and loathing. And the bastard inside of me refused to stop. Pulling out, I took a deep breath before thrusting into her again, the sensations so damn powerful I gasped. When I repeated the move, she undulated her hips. My God, the woman was driving me to the point of no return. I wanted to drag her into my bedroom, tossing one of the chains that remained locked in a special closet over the wooden timbers of the canopy bed. I wanted to clamp her nipples, tugging on the silver chain as I whipped her with a tawse.

My mind remained rattled as I fucked her, driving in long and even strokes, the sound of our coupling mixing with whatever second movie had started minutes before. Within seconds I could feel a shift in the stunning woman, her moans becoming feral, matching the savagery of what I was doing.

I pounded into her like a crazed lion, taking everything I wanted, refusing to release until I knew she’d surrendered.

Only then did I throw my head back, exploding deep inside.

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    I LOVED this book, I thought the first book was good but this was out of this world.

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