A King So Savage

A King So Savage THE SAVAGE DUET BOOK ONE APRIL MORAN Contents Untitled PLAYLIST Preface Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Acknowledgments A King So Savage The Savage Duet Book One Crush~Conquer~Protect No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental, except where otherwise noted. A KING SO SAVAGE The Savage Duet- Book One Copyright © 2023 by April Moran All Rights Reserved Editing by: Kendra’s Editing and Book Services www.kendragaither.com Cover Design by: Amanda Walker Designs www.amandawalkerpa.com For James, always. And for those of us who loved The Beast… even when he was being beastly. PLAYLIST https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2lzbmToAtco0A2Z2WvtJnl?si=80b692c514ed4c18 “Creep” • Radio Head “Prisoner” • The Pretty Reckless “Call Me Little Sunshine” • Ghost “Psycho” • Puddle of Mudd “The Hand That Feeds” • Nine Inch Nails “Flesh and Bone” • Blackberry Smoke “It Ain’t All Flowers” • Sturgill Simpson “In The Dark” • Reignwolf “Animal” • Badflower “Cold” • Chris Stapleton “Lipstick” • The Venice Connection “Cold, Cold, Cold” • Cage The Elephant “Skin And Bones” • Foo Fighters “Change (In the House of Flies)” • Deftones “Kill4Me” • Marilyn Manson “Wild Horses” • Bishop Briggs “Do Your Worst” • Rival Sons “How Do You Love” • Shinedown “Never Tear Us Apart” • INXS Preface I saw her. I wanted her. I took her. The money is just an excuse. Her brother’s debt? A convenient justification for my obsession. She’s been mine since the day I laid eyes on her. Taking her captive stirs up a storm. Her depraved brother wants her back. My own half-brother is determined to snatch my kingdom from me, and my men lust after the woman I’ve stolen. And she looks at me with reluctant, angry desire every time I touch her. And I touch her every chance I get. She’s so bright and shiny—a pretty toy I can break and put back together again and again. She may be my prisoner, but she’s got my black heart locked up tight. Well, I won’t need that useless lump of muscle and tissue if I lose her. I won’t need anything except the blood of our enemies dripping from my hands. I’ll rip the heart out of any man who dares hurt her and place it at her feet. Crush~Conquer~Protect When it comes to my wicked little lamb, my personal motto means everything. I’m Kingston Vaughn Winter. And Ava Bella Blue is mine. Chapter One Slaughtering lambs… such a delicate affair. Be mindful of their softness. And their teeth. “Wake up, little lamb.” Snuggling deeper into sleep, Ava frowned. “Go away,” she mumbled. The same deep voice spoke again, the cajoling lilt missing. It was now harsh. Accusing. And like someone calling out across a vast ocean, the words wavered and rolled. “Goddamn it, Oliver. You gave her too fucking much.” “The hell I did. Neil said the dosage was precise for her weight. Isn’t my fault she went down like a stone when it hit. Good thing, too. Made it a lot easier getting her pretty ass on the jet. She was out the entire time we were in the air.” Brow furrowed, Ava shifted restlessly, searching for a more comfortable spot on the pillow. A pillow possessing all the softness of a rock. Dosage. Was she sick? Maybe she was at the hospital. But why would she be at a hospital? That’s where people go if there’s been an accident, silly. God. Whatever drugs they’d given her were really strong. She could barely string two thoughts together. And her head… it pounded with a fierceness that stole her breath. Ava tried burrowing back into the darkness, but a disturbing realization was slowly niggling its way in. Her arms were frozen, leaving her immobilized and helpless. Was she waking from one of her night terrors? Possibly. It had been a while since the last episode, but stress from her recent move could have triggered a reoccurrence. She was always so exhausted in the aftermath of a night terror, the dreamless, terrifying moments in the dark completely draining her. “Damn, she really does have a fine little ass, doesn’t she?” Someone with a rough voice commented. She couldn’t possibly still be asleep, not with her head pounding so fiercely. And it couldn’t be a night terror. This was too real but also foreign. She was living it but that didn’t make sense. What a strange dream this is… “Keep your fucking eyes to yourself, Oliver.” The warning emanated from beneath Ava’s head and, puzzled, she turned toward it. Was it wrong to think that voice represented something resembling safety? It didn’t sound like it belonged to a man who cared about anyone’s safety, much less her own. The blood vessels in her head thumped in agreement. Danger. Danger. Danger. Greedy lust was apparent in every syllable when the other man replied with an ugly laugh, “Come on, King. I’m just saying the girl’s got a fine ass. Tell you the truth, my cock loved every second of her squirming before the tranquilizer took effect.” “Motherfucker. If you touched her while she was unconscious, I’ll slice your throat myself. Brother or not.” That voice… that one sent chills through Ava, even as she inexplicably gravitated to its owner. Smooth cruelty lurked in its depths, swirling just below the calm