RELUCTANT KING
Book one in the Reluctant Royals series by Montana Ash
A demon who would be king and an angel assassin; together they will discover that Purgatory can be both Heaven and Hell.
Blurb:
As General of the Demon Horde of Purgatory, Abraxis was never supposed to rule. But when a hidden enemy begins to pick off the royals – Brax’s family – one by one, Brax finds himself in the position of King – albeit reluctantly. Assuming the mantel of King of Purgatory is the last thing Brax wants. He is anti-social, rough and consumed with vengeance. But as the last remaining descendant of Cerberus, Brax has no choice. With his overprotective guardian angel by his side, Brax makes a choice that could prove to be the best or worst decision of his life; hiring the beautiful and deadly Sabre.
Sabre is an assassin. Stolen as a child and trained in the most brutal assassin den in Purgatory, Sabre excelled in her schooling despite the visceral betrayal to her angelic nature. When the new king hires her to identify and assassinate the threat to the monarchy, Sabre accepts – albeit reluctantly. For truth and lies are two sides of the same coin in Purgatory and Sabre just happens to be the keeper. With the aid of her shapeshifting protégé and zombie non-best friend at her side, Sabre forges a bloody and dangerous path – even as her dead, murderous heart begins to beat again.
Extract:
“Tell me if I do something you don’t like,” Sabre murmured, looking like pure fucking sin.
“Baby, you’re about to put my d**k in your mouth. There isn’t anything you could do that I won’t like,” he promised her, forcing his hips to remain still when all he really wanted to do was paint her pretty lips with his pre-cum.
“Yeah, well, I’ve never done this before, so you might change your tune.”
It took a few seconds for Sabre’s words to penetrate his brain because she had started to blow warm air against his balls. “Wait, wait, wait. You’ve never given a blowjob before?”
Sabre pulled back and sat on her feet, cocking an eyebrow at him, “Angel, remember?”
“You told me you weren’t a virgin!” Brax’s voice was laced with accusation.
“And I’m not. I’ve had sex. I just haven’t done much of anything else,” Sabre shrugged like it was no big deal.
“Just how much sex have you had?” Why Brax felt the need to ask, he had no idea. Because he really didn’t want to know. Once was more than enough as far as he was concerned.
Sabre sighed, as if bored with the conversation, “Not much … like an hour’s worth maybe.”
“An hour?!”
Sabre nodded like it was no big deal, “I gave it whirl once but it didn’t really live up to expectations, so I just didn’t bother with it again.”
Brax tapped his long nails against his thighs, “Well, now I feel a little whore-ish,” he finally said out loud.
“Whore-ish?” Sabre laughed.
“Yeah. I mean in comparison, I –” Sabre gave his dick a tight squeeze, cutting off his words.
“Do you really want to be telling me about your past lovers when I’m kneeling naked in front of your erection?” she asked, sweetly.
He cleared his throat, “Ah, yeah, no. Sorry.”
Sabre smirked, “I didn’t think so. Now, as I was saying. I haven’t done this before. But I’ve seen it a lot and I’ve done some research. I’m supposed to use my teeth … right?”
Brax moved backward so fast he almost tripped over his own feet. “What? No! No teeth, no teeth!” he screamed, cupping his goods with his hands.
Sabre began laughing hysterically and Brax realised he’d been had. And not in the way he wanted to be had. He growled as he prowled back over to the kneeling assassin, tapping her lips with his still-hard length. “Open up, my smiling assassin.”
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