Prince Of Lust

Contents Dear Readers Bonus Short Story Other titles by K. Elle Morrison Chapter 1 Sitri Chapter 2 Ezequiel Chapter 3 Sitri Chapter 4 Bria Chapter 5 Sitri Chapter 6 Ezequiel Chapter 7 Bria Chapter 8 Sitri Chapter 9 Bria Chapter 10 Ezequiel Chapter 11 Sitri Chapter 12 Bria Chapter 13 Sitri Chapter 14 Ezequiel Chapter 15 Sitri Chapter 16 Bria Chapter 17 Sitri Chapter 18 Ezequiel Chapter 19 Bria Chapter 20 Sitri Acknowledgments This novel is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed are products of author’s imagination and used fictitiously. Editing by Caroline Acebo Proofreading by Norma’s Nook Proofreading Cover Designed by Cassie Chapman at Opulent Designs Interior page design by K. Elle Morrison Kellemorrison.com Copyright ©2021 K. Elle Morrison All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, expect for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Print ISBN: 979-8-9852047-5-9 Ebook ISBN: 979-8-9852047-4-2 Dear Readers This book contains material that would be considered inappropriate for readers under the age of 18. These materials cover: Graphic sex between consenting adults. Depictions of death and loss. Please leave a review ;) To anyone who read Blood On My Name and said Sitri needed more… He got it. Bonus Short Story Download this FREE bonus short story when you sign up to the newsletter. The events in the short story take place after Blood On My Name but before Prince Of Lust. This short story does contain spoilers to Blood On My Name so please be advised. Kellemorrison.com Other titles by K. Elle Morrison Blood On My Name Audiobook: Blood On My Name The Princes of Sin series: Book One Prince Of Lust Book Two June 20th Prince Of Greed Book Three July 13th Prince Of Sloth The Black Banners Series: Under The Black Banners Dagger Of Ash & Gold To stay up-to-date on upcoming titles, bonus material, advanced reader opportunities, and so much more visit Kellemorrison.com to join the newsletter! For all upcoming projects and updates from K. Elle Morrison please subscribe to the FREE Newsletter! Kellemorrison.com Linktree 1 SITRI I tightened my grip on the back of her head. Her red lipstick-smudged mouth tightened over my cock and sucked the tip then slid back down the shaft. She was gorgeous with the trail of eyeliner and mascara running down her bright-pink cheeks. It may have taken some convincing on her part, but I throbbed in the back of her throat and groaned at the vibration when she hummed for my approval. As the Prince of Lust, manifesting pleasure and desire in humans was as simple as existing. The taste of their sweat—of their climaxes—was the sweetest nectar. I had spilled my seed on every continent of this blasted rock more times than I could count. I breathed for the act, and being brought to the precipice by a lesser being had never lost its luster. Until her. Mara had been different. Not only in the fragments of her soul but in her ability to resist me. A human who captivated and excited me but did not return my adoration. I would have given her Heaven and Earth, but she was not mine to dote upon. Moving on from her had brought me more pain than I’d known before her, and in a more demented way than I cared to admit, it made my heart, soul, and lungs ache for her all the more. A secret I would carry with me until our bones were returned to the stars. Unlike my princely brothers, I did not carry the burden of envy or greed or a propensity for being dragged through pain and agony. No. I was the prince of pleasure, and if it took me five hundred years, I would return to my former glory. If I could only reach climax without picturing Mara’s face on this and every other human who became tangled in my web. “Harder,” I rasped out, flattening my palm to her head to push myself down her throat. She coughed, and I allowed her to catch her breath before she bobbed with vigor. My head lolled on the cushion of the couch as my cock slammed into her throat then met the back of her teeth on the upward stroke. She was working herself with her fingers to the cadence of her mouth, and the closer we edged, the heavier our breathing became. I dug my fingers through her hair. Not to guide but encourage with a soft stroke. Unfortunately for her, my power over her body and mind had dwindled to nothing more than flesh on flesh. I was Prince of Lust by title alone. I’d lost all of my potency. The moment her cunt convulsed and spasmed with her release, my hips bucked then stalled deep within her strained throat. My cocked jerked and filled her cheeks with my seed. She swallowed me down and licked the tip for every last drop with grateful laps. When she had her fill, I cupped her jaw and brought her up to me. “Thank you, beautiful,” I said, then gave her a quick peck on the lips before roughing her chin away from me. She straightened her dress and wiped the dark stains from her cheeks with her sodden fingers before turning toward the door without a word. Her disappointment that I hadn’t asked her to stay was expected. As was the awkward look over her shoulder before she opened the door. “Call me?” she squeaked out through bruised vocal cords. I gave her a curt nod, and she smiled as if I’d confessed my undying love for her. She pulled the metal door open, and the pounding bass of the club below broke through the office before she scurried out. Silence, stale booze, and sex thickened the room before a voice came from the desk behind me. “Did you even get her number?” Ezequiel. No