Fractured Hearts (Shattered Lives, Book Three) by Rissa Blakeley Read Free Book Online Page B

face as she continued to play with my hair. My total insecurity was new to her and I didn’t know if she knew how to handle it. Frankly, neither did I. It was getting more disturbing by the second. I had a feeling she was just appeasing me, but I was willing to play along to spare myself from the devastation.
    “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather be with Captain Big Cock?”
    “Oh, my god…” She put her head in her hands, then looked back at me.
    “Sorry. I’ve heard stories.”
    “Well, just so you know, I’m extremely pleased with what you have.”
    “I hope so. Can’t change that,” I mumbled.
    “Don’t worry. You are quite…perfect.” I smirked. “You keep me satisfied…when you aren’t shitfaced.” And there it was. Kick in the bollocks round two. “You’ve passed out a few times on top of me,” she muttered.
    “I know. No need to remind me of that.” I pulled my hat back over my face, muffling my voice. “I’m sorry.”
    Pulling it away, Elaina leaned over and kissed my sweaty forehead. “You feel up to eating yet?”
    Just the thought of food made my belly churn and knot back up. “Oh, god…no.”
    “Sorry. Well, I should let you rest.” She kissed my cheek.
    Rolling over onto my side, another groan escaped me. She covered me with a blanket and left the room. I moaned as my stomach churned and rumbled, then my trembling turned into full-blown shakes again.
    Fucking ridiculous. What the hell did I do to myself?

    Strolling into their room with a swagger in his step, Gunther headed straight for the bed, where Quinn was thumbing through a book.
    “What are you reading, my love?”
    Holding up the book, she murmured, “The life cycle of a frog.”
    “Is it compelling?”
    “Absolutely.” She smirked. He plopped his big body down next to her, grabbing her face and kissing her. “Stop. I’m busy,” she mumbled against his lips.
    He yanked the book out of her hands, throwing it aside. “Nope. Looks like you are doing nothing to me.” He leaned in and tried kissing her again, but she pushed him away. Her reaction scared him. “What’s wrong?”
    “As much as I enjoy our intimacy, I can’t do it all the time. It’s been exhausting for me. Morning, night, sometimes in between… Just because you have a hard-on doesn’t mean you have to use it.” Gunther sat back looking somewhat crushed. “Don’t be like that, Gun.”
    “Sorry if I’m extremely attracted to you. Besides, there’s nothing better to do,” he mumbled.
    She sighed at him. “You’re making this difficult.”
    “What?”
    “This.” She waved between them and he sat straight up, panic written all over his face.
    “I didn’t realize there was an issue. Could you fill me in?”
    “Remember? Josie walked in on us.”
    “Yes. It was embarrassing for both of us, but how is that an issue between us?”
    “I don’t know. I feel like our relationship is turning out to be just about sex. Even though, I will freely admit, it is pretty mind-blowing.”
    Gunther grinned with pride. “I’m glad you enjoy it because it’s you who makes me want to make it that way,” he murmured in Quinn’s ear, playing with her hair. Knowing his cool breath and seductive voice would make her insides stir, he continued, “When I see you come over and over again, it makes me feel good it’s me who sends you to that special place.”
    Sitting forward, she moved away from him before she fell for his antics. “Okay, I understand that, but we have to do other things besides sex.”
    “Like what?” he muttered with irritation. “Go out to dinner, the movies, for a stroll around the Eiffel Tower? Maybe a trip on the London Eye? Kill some undeads in candlelight?”
    “Stop. You’re not funny.”
    “Sorry. I didn’t… I was just… I don’t know,” he mumbled.
    “Just figure something out. What else do you like to do?”
    He shrugged, then muttered, “Workout.”
    “Yeah, I figured that out.” She laughed, squeezing his