Page 57 of Break a King (Five Kings 3)

Hunter

The past few days have been the strangest of my life. Waking up at the home of the Twisted Reapers was an experience I’m unlikely to forget anytime soon. They certainly made me feel welcome though, and when I learned what happened, I felt a strange surge of pride for the woman who put me there.

Just imagining how she felt when she got that text, makes me so angry I almost can’t see straight. The fact she executed her plan like a professional fills me pride because despite how she felt, Lexi carried out her mission like a pro and who wouldn’t be impressed by that?

Now, as I look across at her, I know where my heart lies. When Ryder showed me the recording of my death, hearing her tell him to go fuck himself was a proud moment for me. My woman. So strong and loyal and now that loyalty lies with me and as soon as we head home, I’m making her my wife. There is nobody else who deserves that title and I just hope she feels the same way.

After breakfast we take a short walk around the island because there are no long ones. It’s a small piece of paradise so far removed from life, it’s perfect for this purpose. Luckily, the chips fell, and we were the winners this time, but next time we might not be so lucky. I’m not stupid enough to think there won’t be several more plots against me. Hell, I’m still in the middle of one now.

Lexi holds my hand tightly and I love how this feels. So normal and as we sit hand in hand on the sand looking out across a crystal blue sea, I say with relief, “This certainly is paradise.”

“It is.” She leans her head on my shoulder and says with interest, “Have you heard from your parents at all, I was wondering what happened there?”

I laugh just thinking of the embarrassment mom is facing right now. “Mom is in damage limitation mode. I saw some headlines in the local news blowing the whole sordid thing out into the open. Dad’s affair, mom’s subsequent humiliation. You know, Lexi, Karma is a bigger bitch than my mother. It’s good to see.”

“Do you think you’ll ever find some common ground with her? I mean, she’s still your mother, despite everything.”

“Who knows, maybe? We need to have an actual conversation for that to happen and mom’s idea of one is to lecture rather than listen. She will be pissed that I’ve slipped from her control and will be marrying someone she never authorized.”

“Anyone I know?”

Looking down, I smile and roll my thumb across those plump lips that are always begging to be kissed. “You know her. She’s beautiful, strong and brave. I could never settle for less than perfection and she exceeds that. She’s loyal, sexy and smart and did I mention a demon in the sack? She turns me on so much I have trouble thinking of anything else but being inside her for most of the day. She’s my equal, the better part of me, and the one who makes me look better when I’m with her. She makes me look at life differently and want to be a better version of myself—for her.”

Leaning down, I capture those sweet lips and taste pure fucking heaven and as she moans against me, I fist her hair and devour the woman who feels so good in my arms.

Pressing her down onto the sand, I stroke her face and stare deep into her eyes. This moment is so special because she is in my arms and so I whisper huskily, “If you promise not to kill me every time I piss you off, which will be often, naturally.”

“Naturally.”

She giggles and I smile at her gently. “Will you agree to marry me and make a life with me? A life that involves several kids, a large house by the sea and as many vacations as you can handle. A life filled with endless fucking because I just can’t leave you alone and a life where I spend most of it being an irritable bastard who loves you a little too much. Someone who will crave every inch of you all the time and make demands that your body may not be able to sustain. I want to crawl inside you and own every part of perfection and strive to be just a little of how amazing you are. Will you walk through life with me as my wife, Lexi, and show our parents just how it should have been done?”

“On one condition?”

“It’s yours.”

She leans up and kisses me on the lips and whispers, “You never change. You’re still the miserable bastard I love and don’t become a lesser version of the man I have fallen so completely in love with. You will treat our children the complete opposite to how your mom treated you and you never stop telling them how much you love them. Those are my terms, break them and die, it’s simple.”

“Should I be asking you to talk me out of this? I mean, surely only a fool asks their killer to marry them?”

“You’re no fool, Hunter Blake, I’m guessing you have a plan for everything.”

“I have a plan now.”

“I think I can guess.”

She rolls her eyes as I slip her top from her shoulders and take a nipple into my mouth and groans as I bite down sharply and then slide her shorts from her hips, kissing lower until I find the sweet spot that is always ready to welcome me inside. As she moans softly, I taste perfection as she shivers under me and waste no time in removing my own shorts and sliding slowly into her wet, delicious heat. As I rock inside the woman I love, it’s so good holding her against my body, making me feel like the most powerful man alive.

Just imagining what amazing humans we would create together makes me feel invincible and as the sun beats down and the waves crash to shore and she screams in ecstasy, she tells me what I very much need to hear.

“Yes.”

Looking down, I love how her eyes shine bright and her face is flushed as she comes apart on my cock and I press my lips lightly to hers and whisper, “Yes, what?”

She seems almost shy as her lip trembles and a lone tear slides down her cheek. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Hunter, because nobody else is up to the job.”

Our lips crash together to seal the deal, and my life is complete. I got the girl; I got the lifestyle, and I got everything I wanted in life. Now I just need the family and that’s the best part of all because that involves lots of practice and I can’t wait to begin.

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