Let Him Reign: An Underworld Romance Read Free Page A

the two men wanting me.
    When Jack Sparrow's treasure hunting hand dips down to the seam between my legs, I reach around and raise it back up to the small of my back.
    "Oh, come on, honey. Let's go find somewhere quiet where we can...get to know each other."
    "Not gonna happen," I warn him, pushing my palms against his chest to put a little distance between us. I don't intend to have that much fun tonight. But it's my own damn fault for dirty dancing with the pirate and leading him on.
    When I look back up to the balcony, it's empty, and my shoulders slump in disappointment. Well, flirting from across the room with the mystery man had been fun while it lasted. I also think I've had enough of the guy in front of me, but glancing next to us…oh crap. The way Kayla is bumping uglies with her tongue down the seriously hot Dracula’s throat, it looks like she's about to let him have more than her blood tonight. I'm gonna be so pissed if she takes off and leaves me here.           
    "Walk the plank, fucker, before I give you a reason to need that eye patch and a wooden leg," a sexy, baritone says from behind us.
    I look over my shoulder, and when I see Batman towering behind me, my jaw hits the ground. His lips lift into a smirk before his strong, massive hands grip my hips to pull me out of the pirate’s arms and into his. He yanks me forward until I’m flush against his hard body and reaches for my arms, draping them around his neck before he starts swaying us to the up-tempo beat.
    Looking into the most incredible pair of sapphire eyes I've ever seen, I go completely speechless. Although I've never actually seen the ocean before, I can't imagine its beauty could even begin to compare to the endless depths of crystal-clear sea I'm currently drowning in.
    "Um, hi," I finally say softly, unsure if he can even hear me over Lady Gaga's "Poker Face.”
    "Hi," he says, his lips brushing my ear. An involuntarily shiver washes over me from the warmth of his breath. At the same time goosebumps race up and down my arms. I hear his sharp inhale. “Mmm, you smell so damn good, sweet like berries.”
    “Oh really?” I laugh and squirm when the pointy nose of his mask tickles my neck.
    "Uh-huh. And this costume fits you purr-fectly, but I bet you'd look even better out of it."
    It takes me a second to pick up on his corny joke when he simultaneously made a comment about seeing me naked. "Did you seriously just say purr-fectly ?" I ask with a smile, standing on my tippy toes so my lips are right next to his ear.
    "Come on meow, do I look like the type of man that would go around saying purr-fectly?" he deadpans.
    After that I can't help but throw my head back with a full-out belly laugh. " Super Troopers is one of my favorite movies," I tell him after I recover and can speak again.                          
    He gives a deep chuckle and pulls me against him even closer, one of his thick thighs wedging its way between my legs. "Mine, too."
    While we dance wordlessly, it becomes increasingly obvious that the Dark Knight is turned on.
    "Holy smokes, Batman. Is that a pistol on your utility belt, or are you just happy to see me?" I stretch up to ask against his ear, rubbing along his hardness on the way up and then on my slow, tantalizing way down.
    "I am very, very happy to see you, Miss Kitty," his deep, rumbling voice replies while he makes a trail of soft, butterfly kisses down the side of my neck. Oh God, I think he must’ve just discovered my most erogenous zone because my body's turning to putty in his arms. Overwhelming lust floods my senses, all the way from where his lips press against my neck down to my toes.
    "Why don't we go upstairs, so I can show you exactly how fucking elated I am?"
    I scoff because that's not going to happen despite how incredible he and his lips might seem. But I have to admit, there's an irrational part of me that wants take him up on his offer.
    "I don't even know your