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THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?

[COMPLETE] When Zara walked in on her boyfriend sleeping with another woman, she cursed God for the lack of good men in this miserable, modern world. Then she woke up in a romantic land of honorable Knights and the Royal Court. There, Zara is stunned to find herself one of eighteen women called The Select, from which the handsome, powerful King will choose his bride. She finds the magnetic King compelling. But her dashing Knight Defender has declared his love—and vows to save her from certain death: Tradition requires every woman in the Select who is not the King’s chosen bride to be executed to cover her family’s shame. Yet, the King is also making his intention to win Zara clear. None of this would matter if it was just a dream. But Zara is soon forced to accept that this is no fantasy. Which means each man—and his love—is real. And this world is a deadly nightmare. As the tension between the two men grows, Zara must make a choice. But how can a woman choose between a powerful King and a deadly Knight? Especially when either would kill to keep her? Are you #TeamKing or #TeamKnight? COVER IMAGE: Copyright (c) 2023 Author AimeeLynn

AimeeLynn · Fantasy
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439 Chs

Eyes On

~ ZARA ~

Everything in my head screamed that I should be self-conscious. Embarrassed. Trying to make myself look as perfect or as experienced as I could. He was watching me! Eyes on every naked inch of my body, every flaw and shameful space open to his hungry gaze.

And yet, when I looked at him, watched him watching me, that very gaze said it all.

He was drinking in the sight of me—turned on by it. Excited. Love bloomed in that gaze. Love, passion, desire, satisfaction… everything I'd ever wanted a man to feel when he looked at me.

I shouted that scared voice down.

And when he made me come, assaulting my senses with layer upon layer of pleasure, I broke, body loose and mind overwhelmed so that it took a moment to realize he was still going…

Holy shit.

When I had my breath back, I sat up again, pushing my hair out of my face, cheeks hot, staring at him in shock, then devouring him in a kiss as we continued to move together.