Lust: The Kindred Trilogy, #3

By J. Thiele

A Lust filled Paranormal Romance Read
This is the third book in the Kindred Trilogy.
The final episode.

From the second we are born, we begin to die. What if you had an affliction, a vice, that would leave you insane if unsatisfied?
What lengths would you go to in order to find the one who can make your existence pleasurable? 

A Thirst to be quenched.
A Hunger to be sated.
A Lust to be desired. 

This is the final tale in the Kindred Trilogy by Author J. Thiele.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melissa Bell & Jordin Thiele Inc.
• Release date: Jul 14, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386231530

J. Thiele

J. Thiele lives in Brisbane, Australia. She writes in a variety of genres, ranging from paranormal romance, old fashioned who did it – Detective novels and most recently has broadened her scope with the addition of writing horror. She finds writing therapeutic and centring which tends to balance out her energetic personality, and the occasional bout of insomnia. Although she has realised that writing horror at night can raise your blood pressure when you see a movement out of the corner of the eye. It’s all too easy to scare oneself half to death.

Book preview

Prologue

The applause continued as Dean Logan called out the next graduates name from his list. Carlos Benetti.

Carlos stepped up to the platform ready to accept his graduation papers. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his parents seated in the middle section quickly rising to their feet to applaud as hard as they could. Openly displaying the excitement, they felt on their Carlos’s accomplishment of completing college. Loudly cheering for their only son as he prepared to join his father and take his place in the family business.

Carlos shook the Dean’s hand firmly, and was pulled in close enough to hear him say in a low tone. Well done son, you’ve got the whole world in front of you now, so I suggest you take hold of it with both hands and good luck.

Thank you, Dean Logan. I will. He replied with his boyish smile. Holding up his scroll for the crowd to see. He tapped it to his forehead in a salute to his father, then walked off the stage to join his fellow graduates as the next name was called out, Bradley Stokes.

After the ceremony, Carlos anxiously waited to have the traditional photos to be taken with his parents. Once the formalities were over with, his father wrapped his arm over his shoulder and spoke, Come on son, let’s go home and get you prepped for your big day on Monday.

Carlos’ face dropped. He knew his father was keen to have him at his side in the family business, but surely, he could at least loosen the reins for one night.

Michael, let the boy celebrate with his friends. What harm will one night do? Carlos’ mother Maria argued.

His father roared with laughter when he saw the disappointment written all over the faces of both Carlos and his friends. My boy, I’m just kidding. He chuckled around his words. Go out, celebrate this day with your friends. I believe you’ve earned it.

Carlos sighed with relief, then ran off with his frat boys to plan the night ahead.

Shit Carlos! I didn’t think your old man was gonna cut you lose for a moment there. His roommate Brad joked as he roughed up Carlos’s hair.

Carlos was about to respond when his attention was taken by Gloria who had showed up from nowhere calling out his name. He and Gloria had been sleeping together throughout the last semester. Carlos wasn’t looking for anything serious and he thought he’d made that perfectly clear to her, however, he was about to find out the hard way, exactly how wrong he was.

Oh, hey Gloria. What’s happening? He asked unsure of what she was doing attending his graduation, seeing as she still had a year to go before she passed her final exams.

I thought I might take you out tonight. You know, a kind of a celebration? She told him.

The fraternity boys stood aside listening in and laughing at Carlos as he squirmed awkwardly at the unexpected situation.

Umm I sort of have plans Gloria, he nodded toward the small gathering to his right. With the boys.

So, when do we get to do something? She asked, her voice exhibiting her frustration with Carlos for overlooking their connection. It’s your graduation for crying out loud. She placed her hands on her hips, the same ones that Carlos had gripped hold of while fucking her from behind. I thought you’d like to celebrate that with me!

Carlos could see Gloria was growing increasingly agitated. He stepped in closer, and lowered his voice to calm her down before Gloria could cause any more of a scene than she already was.

Gloria, you’re still in college. Carlos explained, I thought we both agreed we weren’t getting serious? trying to defuse the girl he only ever thought of as his casual bed bunny.

We’ve been sleeping together for weeks. I think that’s pretty serious, don’t you? She said louder than Carlos would have like amongst their present company, attempting to shame him into submission.

Carlos looked over his shoulder to see how much attention her outburst was attracting. Just as he did so, another girl named Rhonda, walked past, gliding her hand across Carlos’s shoulder.

Thanks for last night tiger. She said slyly as she kept on walking. You certainly lived up to your reputation.

Carlos smiled and blushed as he recalled the events that had taken place in Rhonda’s dorm room the night before. After the temporary distraction had passed, he turned his attention back to Gloria.

You asshole! She shouted at the top of her voice. Didn’t I mean anything to you at all?

Gloria please? You knew what you were getting into. I never lied to you about that. Carlos said as he began to lose his patience with her. For Christ sake, my parents are here! Why don’t you stop making a fool of yourself and go home? You shouldn’t be here anyway, it’s an invitation only event.

I thought being your girl, I’d automatically be entitled to an invitation.

That’s the thing Gloria, he stated clearly. You’re not my girl. We were just killing time. We’re in college, that’s what we do.

You bastard! I hope you get an infection and your dick drops off. I hate you Carlos Benetti! Gloria shouted before storming off in tears.

Gloria! I’m sorry, I thought you understood. Carlos was about to go after her when his roommate grabbed his shoulder.

Let her go man. She’ll get over it. We gotta go if we’re gonna get to the Brax Club in time. Brad said as he led Carlos in the opposite direction.

Carlos’s father called out to the boys just as they were set to leave the campus for the last time. Boys, you stay together tonight. Promise me you’ll look out for each other.

Carlos was an only child and they all knew that he was the apple of his father’s eye. We will Mr. Benetti. They vowed, none of them knowing that the old man would never see his precious son alive again.

Chapter One

The boys teased and mocked Carlos all the way to the club. You’re the original Italian Stallion hey Carlos? They laughed.

Does that mean you hang low like a horse? Brad teased.

That’s why he was being chased by a nag. Dawson added with a smug grin.

The Brax was already packed by the time the boys arrived. Dawson’s brother Levi squished past the bouncer standing guard at the entrance and waved them up to the front of the line.

They’re with me. He said to the big bald guy in the black suit. Dawson and his friends were allowed to pass through the opened rope barricade, receiving a simple nod from the security on the door before the guy returned the rope barrier to the steel pole.

Levi worked as one of the Deejay’s at the club. He’d taken on the weekend shift to help out financially so as to try and put his younger brother through college. An opportunity he himself had missed out on, due to their parent’s untimely death just before his graduation from high school.

He’d landed an apprenticeship at a local mechanics to try and make basic ends meet and support his younger brother. Unfortunately, the pay wasn’t always enough, so he’d taken on the second job when Dawson decided he wanted to go to college with Carlos. Though he was no longer an apprentice, and Dawson had finally graduated, Levi had no intentions on leaving the club scene. It was the only thing that still made him feel like a young man. He’d aged far too quickly when he’d become a full-time parent at the age of seventeen to his thirteen-year-old kid brother.

Dawson had always promised that one day he’d be rich enough to repay Levi for everything. He’d buy him a club of his own. A dream they both enjoyed fantasising about.

You’re a lucky son of a bitch! Dawson said as he swung his arm around Carlos’s shoulder. You’ve got it all, looks, brains, family business to go too, a loving old man...

Don’t forget my Donkey dick. Carlos joked as he grabbed for his crotch. They all laughed as they indicated it was far smaller than Carlos’s ego.

Seriously man, I got no clue where I’m gonna go from here. I got no contacts, no big names, nothing. Don’t you screw things up for yourself buddy, cos you don’t know just how lucky you are.

Carlos was known to his friends for taking everything he had for granted. His good looks had always scored him an easy lay in college. His natural intellect had him passing exams with hardly a full night’s study under his belt, a well-to-do family business to turn to after graduation. Of which he would eventually be the CEO of, without even raising a sweat from climbing the corporate ladder. The world was his oyster and he took it all for granted.

It didn’t take Carlos long to hook up with a sexy blonde in a plaid miniskirt. She’d seen him come in and offered to buy him his first drink. Twenty minutes later, Brad caught them screwing in the back alley behind the club. It was secure back there, a brick wall surrounded a small courtyard that was only used to store the trash cans and allow delivery trucks access when they rolled up with more supplies. A locked roller-door at the end was the