Ten (My Brothers Best Friend) (30 page)
“You know I like to skip to the good bits, baby.”
He grips my panties and slides them down my body. “When did you put these back on?” he asks, nibbling at the sensitive flesh beneath them.
“When I had to pee in the night.”
“You pee too much lately,” he says, and then swipes his tongue between my folds, eliciting a moan from my lips, and my back lifts off the bed.
“Mmm. Maybe I like to skip parts too.”
His tongue swirls around my clit sending electricity flooding through my veins.
“What parts do you like to skip, baby? Because it isn’t this bit.” He pushed my thighs farther apart and teased my opening with his fingers.
“Maybe I skipped straight to being pregnant.” I wriggle to try and get him to push those delicious fingers inside me.
His head leaves the warmth of my thighs and I groan at the loss.
“Baby?” His tone is serious.
I look down at him and run my fingers through his hair. I found out yesterday. I bite my lip waiting for his response. He looks down at my stomach like it’s going to grow all of a sudden and show him I’m telling the truth. “My baby is in there?”
I tug his hair, forcing him to crawl up my body so his face is looking down on mine.
“Really? Are you really pregnant?”
I nod, smiling, and watch his stunning eyes fill with tears.
He drops low to my stomach and kisses over my belly button. “Daddy is a stud! I didn’t even have to try, baby,” he tells my stomach, stroking his hands over the skin. All of a sudden his head pops up and concern draws his eyebrows together. “We still get to do the discussing stuff though, right?” He looks genuinely worried. I grab his face and tug him back up to me so I can kiss his lips. “If you mean the sex then, absolutely yes.”
“This is heaven, being here with you like this. I don’t ever want to get dressed,” I say.
“If I’ve died or I’m going to die, I want it to be drowning in your kisses or suffocating by your thighs. When I go, I want it to be because you loved me to death or fucked me to death. Either or. ”
I slap his arm and giggle.
“We can’t control when we die but we can control how we live, and who we live with and I choose you. I will always choose you,” I murmur my wedding vow to him.
“We will always be two hearts with one beat, two minds with one thought,” he whispers.
In sync we both say:
“She was made for me.”
“He was made for me.”
“Soul mates.”
COMING NEXT FROM THE MEN BY NUMBERS SERIES
SIX
Men By Numbers Series
I grew up in the foster system and bounced around from place to place. I know what you’re thinking. Bad things happened to me and fucked me up? Don’t feel bad for me. I didn’t know a privileged life, therefore I didn’t miss one. I was what I was and I made it work. I actually had a few good homes in my lifetime, met some good people, but that’s not what my story’s about. It’s not a Romeo and Juliet saga either, even if our stories do revolve around a similar basis. I knew a real love, a rare love, a love between two people that were never supposed to fall in love. Rival gang members are never allowed to fall in love and it cost us everything. The things I learned growing up the way I did is this: Love is deadly and often not real. People come and go and only the rare few stick around when shit gets tough. I learned the hard way what lurks behind false smiles, and deceitful truths get whispered in sexual moans. I was taught that dark souls are not born but created, and you can avoid them, hide from them or learn and become them.
Revenge sculpted and molded me into the darkest of souls, and with my wrath comes agony and torment more severe than hell itself. I took out six of the men who hurt my woman and I will be coming for the rest. Get in my way and I’ll come for you too.
Coming soon by Authors KER DUKEY and D.H.SIDEBOTTOM.
Lost
BLURB
We came from nothing and were given a second chance at life, and life was pretty good until it tipped on its axis and my world came tumbling down around me.
My Baby Sister is missing…
Stolen…
Lost…
I’ve never felt this helpless before now, the vacant hole inside me expanding with each passing second of not knowing where she is.
What’s she going through?
Is she hurt?
Suffering?
Alive?
The more I learn of her disappearance the more fear implants itself inside my heart, hardening - darkening.
The world is a depraved place, full of evil lurking behind normality.
Behind smiles.
Behind deception and facades.
She needs me and I will do whatever it takes to find her.
Whatever.
Whatever.
PROLOGUE
Summer
Summer has always been my favorite time of year, my mother must have known when naming me that I would seek out the sun, I craved the glow of its warm embrace on my face from as far back as I can remember.
I also worshiped the feel of sand between my toes, the damp, soft touch as the weight of my body shifts the sand beneath them, the tips of the crashing waves teasing me with the cold promise of what the water holds. I even love the smell of the sun lotion soaking into my skin, but my most favourite part of summer… was that we always spent it together as a family and most of those days were spent at the beach. One of my favourite sounds in the whole world is the laughter of my big sister as she gives chase to me, scooping me up and spinning me around until we’re both dizzy, the breeze sweeping our hair up and curling it weightless in the air like a floating leaf in autumn. The world distorting with each rotation until it’s just us two in a whirlwind of innocence… of joy.
Those are the memories I go to, I hold on to, with a grip so fierce it numbs the reality of what my body is actually going through.
I didn’t see my life ending up here…
All those dreams and possibilities, and now I would be remembered as just another statistic.
All the warnings from education, from Mom and my big sister Winter, and yet I still find myself here…stolen…lost.
Will they even look for me?
I look at the young girl battered and bruised in the bathtub, slung in there like garbage, her body broken, used up and destroyed. Matted hair that was once soft to touch, scabby lips that were once plump and pink, bruised skin that was once flawless.
Violated in ways no girl of her age should ever have to suffer.
Eyes wide, glassed over …dead.
This was my fate.
Coming soon
The forever Broken
A Broken Novella
Blurb
Blaydon has been playing with fire when it comes to his best friends twin siblings, Quinn and Sofia. Sneaking behind everyone’s back to be with them both, he finds himself struggling to choose between them. But maybe it’s not a choice he gets to make.
When Sofia’s troubles become too much for her to bear, will a desperate act force their truths into the light? Some secrets are used to cover even more painful deceits and they are about to cost them all immeasurably
COMING SOON FROM D.H.SIDEBOTTOM.
NIGHT FIRES
I would watch him watch the ocean. He would build fires and sit, all night waiting.
For her. For his dead wife.
She never came. I never expected her to. But he did. And he never let go.
Even when I fell in love with him he never let go.
Until the night of the storm. The night my worst nightmares came to life.
And I lost everything to her when she finally returned.
For us both.
My readers:
Thank you for waiting! I know you’ve been dying to get your hands on this one and I kept you waiting… I hope you found it worth it. You amaze me with your support and love and make writing that much more special for me.
Special thanks to:
D.H.Sidebottom and Kirsty Moseley who keep me sane when I feel I’m losing it. Encourage and support is always supplied when I message them in melt down, I love you guys
Thank you to all the amazing Bloggers who help share this story. You guys are incredible and are appreciated more than you know:
stalKER’S :
Thank you for always having my back and pimping the shit out of everything Ker Dukey!
Terrie Arasin my PA, I love you fiercely and couldn’t be me without you.
Stacey from Champagne formatting, thank you for always making time for me… even though I’m always in chaos.
Jillian Crouson, although we rarely get time to catch up, you always make time for me when I need you <3
THE PEOPLE THAT MAKE IT HAPPEN
Stacey –
Champagne Formats
Beta readers - Vicki Leaf, Charlie Chisholm
Proof reader – Jillian Crouson – Toth, D.H.Sidebottom
Cover photography – Clyph Jean-Philippe
Cover Model – Kyle Nelson
Cover design –
Pink Ink Designs
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OTHER TITLES BY KER
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ECEPTION SERIES
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MPATHY SERIES
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ROKEN SERIES
The Broken Tethers That Bind Us
– Novella
The Forever Broken – A Broken Novella - coming soon
A STANDALONE NOVEL:
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LOOD SERIES
The fire In Ice –TBA-
Lost – A stand alone novel
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