{"id":265172,"date":"2026-07-15T02:42:43","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T23:42:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/kindred-kings-selena-winters-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-15T02:42:43","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T23:42:43","slug":"kindred-kings-selena-winters-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/kindred-kings-selena-winters-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Kindred Kings – Selena Winters (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cI can\u2019t get enough of you,\u201d I admit. \u201cThe way you take me, how responsive you are to me. You\u2019re fucking perfect, Elliot.\u201d I grip Elliot\u2019s jaw harder and turn his face toward mine, watching how his eyes are glazed with pleasure, pupils blown wide. His body clenches around my cock with each stroke of Theo\u2019s hand, the dual stimulation clearly overwhelming him.<\/p>\n

\u201cFucking exquisite,\u201d I growl against his ear, my breath hot on his skin. \u201cThe way you spread for me, gripping my cock like you were made for it. Everyone can see the truth now\u2014that you belong to me, that you were born to be filled by me.\u201d Around us, the Feast continues in a symphony of gasps and moans, but I barely register them. My world has narrowed to the man on my lap, to the pressure of his body gripping mine, to the flush spreading across the back of his neck.<\/p>\n

I slip my hand between us, pushing a finger alongside my cock, stretching him further. Elliot arches against me, a broken sound escaping his throat. \u201cOpen up,\u201d I command, working another finger inside him. \u201cI know you can take more.\u201d Theo watches, transfixed, as his hand continues stroking Elliot\u2019s leaking cock. \u201cHe\u2019s close,\u201d he observes. \u201cNot yet,\u201d I command, grabbing Elliot\u2019s cock from Theo\u2019s hand. \u201cHe comes when I allow it.\u201d<\/p>\n

I squeeze the base of his shaft, denying his release. Elliot whimpers, trembling while he\u2019s suspended on the edge. \u201cPlease,\u201d he begs. I stroke his cheek with my free hand. \u201cWhat do you need, baby?\u201d His eyes meet mine over my shoulder, a vulnerability mixing with desperate desire. \u201cYou,\u201d he whispers.<\/p>\n

\u201cOnly you. Please, Julian.\u201d Something shifts inside me at his words. This isn\u2019t just about claiming him\u2014it\u2019s about owning every gasp, every moan, every surrender. Not for show, not for the Hunt, but for us alone. The words only you crack something open inside my chest. The naked vulnerability in Elliot\u2019s eyes calls to me, demanding a response beyond physical possession.<\/p>\n

My fingers twitch, hovering near the edge of my mask. The black lacquered covering has been my shield all night, the barrier between Julian Frost and the persona I adopt during the Hunt. Removing it now, in front of everyone, would expose something I\u2019m not prepared to acknowledge\u2014that this isn\u2019t just a conquest anymore. I drop my hand. The mask stays in place.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s customary to keep our masks on throughout the Feast\u2014a tradition grounded in Purgatory\u2019s foundations. The anonymity supposedly protects us, though everyone knows exactly who hides behind each carefully crafted disguise. The real purpose is maintenance of the fantasy, the separation between our everyday selves and these primal creatures who hunt and claim without reservation.<\/p>\n

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OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Blurb Kindred Kings Playlist Author\u2019s Note 1. Elliot 2. Julian 3. Elliot 4. Julian 5. Elliot 6. Julian 7. Elliot 8. Julian 9. Elliot 10. Julian 11. Elliot 12. Julian 13. Elliot 14. Julian 15. Elliot 16. Julian 17. Elliot 18. Julian 19. Elliot 20. Julian 21. Elliot 22. Julian 23. Elliot 24. Julian 25. Elliot 26. Julian 27. Elliot 28. Julian 29. Elliot 30. Julian 31. Elliot 32. Julian 33. Elliot 34. Julian 35. Elliot 36. Julian 37. Elliot 38. Julian 39. Elliot 40.<\/p>\n

Epilogue Mafia Romance Pen Name About the Author OceanofPDF.com BLURB I thought I\u2019d be the one doing the hunting at the Hollow\u2019s Hunt, but now I\u2019m on my knees, captivated by Julian Frost\u2019s irresistible dominance. Becoming prey was never on the cards\u2014until Julian Frost walked in and his gaze ignited something forbidden I\u2019ve spent years denying. \u201cYou can pretend all you want, Elliot,\u201d Julian whispers, cornering me. \u201cBut we both know what you need. Be a good boy and get on your knees for your king.\u201d<\/p>\n

Each encounter strips away my resistance, transforming my rival into something far more dangerous: the first man to make me question everything. The thrill of submission courses through my veins when Julian takes control, leaving me caught between defiance and surrender. As the Hunt intensifies, Julian is determined to claim what he desires\u2014 and I\u2019m beginning to crave the exquisite pleasure of being prey to this beautiful man.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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