Page 28 of King: Darker Than Romance

I wasn’t worried about King hurting him. As soon as Spring Break ended, Ellis had returned to school. I fucking envied him so much. He got to leave all his troubles behind.

King shoved me so hard my head flew back and cracked against the headboard. Then he punched the spot right next to it causing my ears to ring. He glared at me a final time before storming out of my room.

I thought that was the end of King and me. I thought he was going to start avoiding me and staying away again and I was relieved. He was everything he said he would be. He drained me. He hurt me continuously, yet I couldn’t pull away. I needed him to.

But he didn’t go away. He pretty much moved back home and started parading each girl he fucked through the house when our parents weren’t home. It hurt watching and hearing him with other girls, but it was what I needed to get back on track. I stayed out of his way as much as possible and thankfully he stayed out of mine.

Ellis returned for summer break. He became my ally, my confidant. I told him everything, except about my true relationship with King, back then he thought I got pregnant by some random and that King was being an overprotective brother at my mother’s request.

I had snuck around with Ellis for a few months, just as friends, before King found out about us.

Ellis had invited me to breakfast, and it was just my luck that King walked in with his new redhead. I would find out later that she wasn’t new. King freaked out, tried to drag me kicking and screaming from the diner. Ellis stepped in. A physical altercation ensued. Just shoving and pushing before the police were called.

King left with his redhead who had spent the entire time King and Ellis fought, glaring at me. I’d meet her formally later and find out King had been living a double life.

Eden: Still in Love?

Present

“Eden,” King called my name waking me up. My eyes fluttered open. The room was pitch black which meant I had been asleep for hours, since it had been around noon when I’d fallen asleep.

The bed dipped. King slid in behind me. His body was so warm and regardless of what had happened between us I felt safe in his arms. I wanted to lay my head on his chest and fall back asleep but instead, I mentally prepared myself for whatever punishment he thought of without a fight. I tensed up.

“Not tonight, Eden. No fighting. No anger. No fucking reliving bad memories.” He pulled me tight me against him. “I’m tired of missing you.” He confessed quietly.

I sighed long and hard, closed my eyes tightly.

“I’m tired of hurting you and myself by holding onto anger from the past.” He said.

Grasping my wrist, he ran his thumb along the sensitive skin underneath, calming me and causing goosebumps to explode all over my body.

“I’m so sorry for everything, Eden. Please forgive me,” he begged, placing kisses on the curve of my shoulder

I tried to hold my tears at bay, but they started falling and wouldn’t stop.

“I found out you were here, and I came back with the intent to hurt you. Then I saw you, felt you, smelled you and I couldn’t do it.” He caressed and kneaded my hip. “Nothing from the past matters, just what happens after this moment. I’m ready to let the anger go and just love you.”

I shut my eyes tightly. Even if I wanted that, I couldn’t have it. My life would be getting complicated soon. I had been home five days. I didn’t expect to make it another.

As if he read my mind he said, “I’ll fix whatever it is that brought you back here. Nothing will stand between us.”

Palming my breasts, he teased my nipple between his fingers. A soft whimper forcefully escaped my mouth.

“Let me take the weight off your shoulders.”

He trailed his hand from my breast to my pussy. He snaked it between my legs and massaged my clit, swirling his thumb over it.

My toes curled; a moan slipped between my tightly pressed together lips.

His fingers sped up.

A pained and excited gasp left my mouth.

“Please,” I pleaded.

“Please what?” he asked.

“I need it.”

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