Valan Playboys by Scarlett Dawn Read Free Book Online

back at her. Thunder now followed me as I marched through the hallways, shaking the windows I passed as I raced up the stairs. Jamming the skeleton key into my locked door, I barged inside. Slamming the door closed, a booming clap of thunder shook my windows as I rested my hands against the door. Leaning on my straightened arms, head dangling between them as I breathed through it, through the eternal anger, the coldness in my heart gripping painfully, my fingernails dug into the dark wood of the door as another clap of thunder reverberated heavily overhead.
    King Jerome’s voice startled me from behind. “Don’t cry. I’m no good with criers.”
    A masculine grunt, then King Balar’s voice joined his. “Me, either. Can’t stand waterworks. I just want to slap them and tell them to get the hell out of my bed. No one likes a whining beggar.”
    A quiet beat, then King Jerome muttered, “Jesus, you’re an ass.”
    My shoulders stiff, I shoved off my door, turning casually to stare at my intruders. They were playing chess at a small round table next to my couch. They had lit the fireplace, it warming them while they played. My whiskey even sat on the table between them, two glasses, one for each. Why not? Raising my brows, my question was quiet. “What are you two doing?”
    King Balar shrugged a shoulder, his scrutiny on his pieces while flicking a finger at the man across from him. “Kicking his ass in chess.” His head teetered, tossing a few hundred dollar bills into the pile between them. “And I followed him when he left the meeting. He snuck into your room, and then I snuck in right after. We’ve been playing ever since.” His gaze flicked up to King Jerome. “ Why are we here again?”
    King Jerome snorted softly, placing his hands on the table. “The only reason why you’re winning is because you’re cheating.” His head cocked casually, his tone quiet. “I know why I’m here, but I’m still unsure why you are.”
    My brows rose. “I’ll bite. Why are you here?”
    He shrugged a shoulder covered in buttery black leather. “You and I are going to spend the night together,” a head tilt to the door where my bedroom was, “in your bed,” a twirl of his finger, his lips curving roguishly, “all night.”
    I scratched at my head with the skeleton key, my gaze not leaving his, my question honestly curious. “In other words, you’re here to screw me silly so I won’t ever think of a human again?”
    His fingers tapped on the table, watching me, stating evenly, quietly, “Nothing about being in a bed with me is silly.”
    Cracking my neck, I locked my door, pocketing my key as I moved to grab a glass off the bar, not saying a word until I stood next to the table. I poured my own drink, merely glancing down into striking dark eyes. “They are also my family. Are they human? Yes. Does that stop me from understanding my duty here? No.” I shrugged a shoulder, taking a deep drink from my glass, sighing softly as it went down. I stretched my tense back muscles. “So, your royal duty to screw some sense into me isn’t needed.”
    His fingers continued tapping as he eyed me. “Have you ever had sex with a human?”
    My lips twitched, pointing a finger at him as I took the remaining seat at the small table, relaxing onto it. “That’s none of your business.”
    “So you have slept with a human?”
    My brows rose. “I have lived with humans forever.” I shrugged. “I was a curious kid at one point. I took a guy’s—a human’s—virginity, and he took mine. There was nothing more than that romantically though.” My eyes widened in fake shock, my lips trembling in humor. “When a few thunderbolts lit the barn’s roof on fire, he decided it was best not to excite me any further.”
    Instant. “A human knows.”
    I shook my head, rifling through their cash. “No. While he’s not an idiot, he definitely knows that where I go, so does the lightning. I’ve not told him everything.” It was