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Keyboards and Kink by Raven McAllan, Vanessa Devereaux, Kassanna, Ashlynn Monroe, Melissa Hosack, Danica Avet, Annalynne Russo, Jorja Lovett, Carolyn Rosewood, Sandra Bunio, Casey Moss, Xandra James, Eve Meridian Read Free Book Online
Authors:
Raven McAllan,
Vanessa Devereaux,
Kassanna,
Ashlynn Monroe,
Melissa Hosack,
Danica Avet,
Annalynne Russo,
Jorja Lovett,
Carolyn Rosewood,
Sandra Bunio,
Casey Moss,
Xandra James,
Eve Meridian
from his pain. Wide, sharp cheekbones made his face seem a
little too harsh, too dangerous. She shivered, her nipples beading
beneath her dress. He had the most beautiful, soft gray eyes. A
lock of brown hair kept falling into his eyes and he tossed his
head back, but the lock returned.
Iris let out a shaky breath, her body a riot of love
and lust. She wanted to throw her arms and legs around him and ride
him all the way to Mount Olympus. She shook her head and leaned
back in her chair to get a better look at him. The dim lighting in
the coffee shop darkened his skin, but there was something about it
that seemed familiar. It wasn’t a race thing, it was something
else.
He looked at her, his eyes narrowing.
“Is this some kind of fucking joke?” he asked in a
voice that resembled thunder.
Iris blinked hard, really looking at him. Not through
the hazy lenses of lust and longing, but with the sharp eyesight of
an immortal.
“Briareus?” Her voice was squeaky with shock and
dismay and thwarted love.
They glared at each other and spoke at the same time.
“You lied to me!”
****
BC couldn’t fucking believe it. Of all the females on
Earth and every divine dimension, why did his innocent yet naughty
cyber lover have to be Iris “Butter Wouldn’t Melt In Her Mouth”
Argyris? She glowed with innocence, with her immortality, and he
wanted to howl at the betrayal.
Sure, she looked absolutely fuckable with her tall,
lush body, and rainbow colored hair. Sure he’d fantasized about
fucking her and the way she was dressed this evening made him even
hotter. The dress she was wearing had nearly knocked him out of his
boots because it displayed generous cleavage, a tiny waist, and
full, lush hips. His cock had pointed in her direction and he’d
congratulated himself on finding a woman so gorgeous. But she’d
tilted her head back to look up at him and he’d gotten a closer
look at her beautiful heart-shaped face, full, fuckable lips, and
hazy, blue eyes. Iris, goddess of rainbows and messages. Sweetheart
of the Divine Community. BC had a new title for her, Liar.
They’d left the coffee shop to avoid the curious
mortals staring at them, one of them a pretty boy who looked at
Iris with heat and appreciation. BC had snarled at the puny man
before storming out of the shop, hot on Iris’s heels. She hadn’t
said a single word to him as she set off down the street and he
hadn’t talked to her either. He was a little too busy watching the
way her ass twitched in that dress.
Which only angered him more. The liar. He couldn’t
believe she’d fooled him for five fucking years. He should’ve known
his Pain-Bow Brite was too good to be true. She’d made him laugh
and lust, and she’d even touched his heart, but there was no way he
could reconcile his online wife with the goody two-shoes bitch
ahead of him. He glared at the white scarf flapping behind her.
She’d tied it over her head, hiding her rainbow colored hair. If
he’d seen it first, he would’ve known who she was. He would’ve
walked out of there without speaking to her. His anger manifested
itself in the air. The wind picked up, storm clouds raced across
the formerly clear night sky, and the first rumblings of thunder
sounded.
“Why did you do it?” he asked as she continued
walking down the street. The sidewalk had run out a block before as
they left the busiest part of this shithole town. Woods dotted the
horizon, marking the end of town and the end of his patience. “Why
did you lie to me?”
She spun around so quickly her scarf fell off her
head and her glorious multi-colored hair spilled over her bare
shoulders. “I’m not talking to you, you barbarian!” she shouted at
him, her blue eyes sparking.
BC snorted. “Yeah, you’re doing a bang up job with
that, sweetheart.” He folded his arms over his chest. “Who put you
up to it then? Did you lose a bet to your Harpy sisters?”
“No one put me up to anything. I was on that game
first,
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