Demon Kings Queen (book two)
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Once everyone filtered out of the room, Lukas raced to her side, wrapping an arm around her waist before pulling her in.
"Hello, gorgeous," The King murmured. Before she could burden him with her own set of questions, Lukas leaned over and pressed their lips together roughly. One of his big hands came up to frame the side of her head, hand spanning to her jaw with ease.
The kiss was almost lazy like he's got all the time in the world to be kissing her just like this. She was unable to suppress the quiet whine that worked its way out of her throat, cracking through the flimsy apprehension that they were both immersed in.