King and Pup are back in this exciting conclusion to
the King Series by T.M. Frazier!
I. Remember. Everything.
Only now I wish I didn’t.
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day.
He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else…
He cupped my ass and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “There was one point I’d made the decision to tell you the truth. I owed you that much. But then all the shit went down with Isaac and Preppy, so when I made the deal with your father for Max, I thought I was doing you a favor by giving you your life back and getting you out of all the shit that came with being in mine.”
I squeezed my thighs around his waist, rubbing myself against his hardness. I moaned. “But you weren’t giving me my life back.” I corrected. I placed my palms on his cheeks and held his face in my hands, searching for any sign in his eyes that what I felt for him might have been wrong, but instead what I found was a resounding need to fix what was broken between us. Tears formed in my eyes. “You were taking it away.” King’s lips parted. He ran his thumb across my lower lip, turning his head he kissed his way up my arm.
“Goosebumps,” King observed, running his fingertips across my already stimulated skin. I bit my lip and stifled a moan.
“It’s just the heat," I lied.
"You've got that fucking right," King growled, bending my wrist behind my back, his lips came crashing down over mine. We were a tangling of lips, clanking of teeth, sloshing through the water to better line ourselves up with each other. It wasn't pretty.
It was need.
"I’m still fucking mad at you for letting me go,” I said into his mouth, while our tongues did things other parts of me throbbed to do.
King stilled and held my face away from his, our chests heaving in unison, my erect nipples rubbing against his hot hard skin as we panted together. Our breaths mingled in the air. He ran his hand down the side of my face and cupped my cheek in his palm. "I didn't give you away, Pup. I released you."
I stilled. "You released me?" I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice. For some reason, releasing me sounded worse than letting me go.
King ran his tongue across the tip of my earlobe, holding me tightly against his warmth. Chills ran down my spine and into my very core and they had nothing to do with the temperature of the rain.
"I tried to release you, Pup. For Max. But there was a major problem with that plan, and no matter what happened, it would never have worked," King confessed.
"Why is that?" I asked, needing to know, but at the same time acutely aware of the pulsing between my legs. Relief and release was only a scrap or two of fabric away. Throbbing for me.
"The problem was…you never released me," King growled, crashing his lips to mine. He moaned into my mouth when I rubbed myself up against his straining erection. He pushed the fabric of my shorts aside and the second he parted my folds with his index finger, I shuddered. He plunged a long index finger inside of me, and for a second my eyes rolled back in my head until he withdrew it. I cried out in frustration, wiggling myself against him, needing him to make me feel anything other than empty.
✩★✩★✩★ 6 – They Go Out With a Bang – Stars ★✩★✩★✩
~this review may contain minor spoilers~
Adrenaline like I'd never known, in an amount great enough to wake a corpse, coursed through my veins.
I was high on it.
I fed off of it.
It was like I'd pushed my nose into a bowl of blow and inhaled over and over until I felt like I was invincible.
A motherfucking god.
And until I fixed the fucking mess I'd made, I wasn't planning on coming down. I felt sorry for any motherfucker who had balls big enough to try and stand in my fucking way.
When King decided to make a trade with the devil, Doe for Max, he thought he was doing what was best for his girl while getting his daughter back at the same time – he should have expected to be double crossed. Now Doe is gone, he doesn't have his daughter and and his actions have put everyone in danger.
Doe has spent so much time desperately trying to remember who she was, and now she knows – she remembers everything – only, she wished she didn't. Going back to where she came from is far more dangerous than anyone could have predicted and she has no one she can go to for help. Not only does she have to hide the fact that she remembers what happened to her, she has to make some excruciatingly hard decisions to protect the tattooed devil she has fallen in love with, and live with the consequences.
“You and I communicate better when I'm inside you and there is a lot I've got to say. So instead of the question-an-answer bullshit that will get us a fuck of a lot of nowhere, we're going to do this in a way I already know works.”
I admit it, I kinda went a little crazy after the way King ended – I even ended up rereading most of the book before starting this one. But luckily, the wait was minimal and so totally freakin worth it. If you thought the first book was dark and heavy, get ready to have your guts ripped out 'cause this one takes shit to a whole new level. You will never see the villain coming til he's kicking you in the face, there is a wicked twist thrown in that will not only break your heart but will have you looking back wondering how you didn't see it coming, there is a few times where you will even ugly cry, but have no fear – King comes out swinging bigger and badder than ever. The struggles Doe goes through are gutwrenching, but she refuses to let it drown her. She has been through so damn much in her young life and continues to fight to survive, never giving up, always keeping her head above water and determined to take her life back – by any means necessary. King is out for revenge. He will do whatever it takes to get his girls back and god help anyone who stands in his way. And the sex?! I didn't think it could get any raunchier, any dirtier, any damn hotter than the first book – I'm glad to say, I. Was. Wrong. Preppy still holds a piece of my heart and always will, as will Bear – CANNOT WAIT to get his story. I'm happy to say the ending this time around didn't leave me with a sever urge to stab something, it was actually pretty damn perfect for these two. I don't really want to say too much more, this is one of those books that you just have to experience as it comes to truly feel it's effects, and you WILL feel it. If you like your romances on the dark and grungy side, not dipped in sparkles and rainbows but rolled around in the mud – than you definitely need to give this series a read. It very quickly, and quite permanently, secured Ms. Frazier a spot on my Dirty One-Click-Addiction List and I am dying to see what she brings us next.
“You should know by now I'm not a man who takes no for an answer, Pup. This isn't a negotiation. When all this shit is over I'm taking you home. With me. If you want to fight it, fight me? Go right on ahead, because honestly, I'm getting hard just thinking about you handcuffed to my bed again.”
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Meet King & Pup in King (Book One)
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.