Promising My Love To A Savage 2

By Vaneecia

After being pulled from the brink of death all Chrys wants is to make those who wronged her pay. One person after another has made her life a living hell and she won’t stand for it anymore. Ky’zaire is there for whatever she needs and offers love and support in only a way that he can. But with enemies coming from everywhere will Chrys be snatched away from him? In this finale, war is brewing and the only question is, will the savage win or is this their end?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Royalty Publishing House
• Release date: Sep 17, 2018
• ISBN: 9781648407628

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Contents

Acknowledgments

Previously in Part 1

Chrys

Ky’zaire

Chrys

Ky

Chrys

Chrys

Ky

Chrys

Ky

Chrys

Chrys

Ky

Epilogue

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Contains explicit language & adult themes suitable for ages 16+ only.

Acknowledgments

This makes twenty-six! Twenty-six books that y’all have been rocking with me through. So now that we are here, I just want to give a few shout outs.

First and foremost, as always, thank you to the readers. While it is true that you should write for yourself, I love that I also get to write for y’all. I know that it may seem wild, but even as I drop this book, I sometimes can’t believe that y’all will go out of your way to read it. So thank you. You guys are a huge part of my blessing.

To Laci: Who knew that we would meet in a group and become best friends that fast? I am so glad that I have you around. Thank you for listening to all of my craziness and just being there.

To Nicole and Shanice: You guys are something like sisters, and I appreciate y’all. Thank you so much for never judging me and reminding me of why I do this. I promise to always do the same. We in this together.

To Quardeay: Thank you for being my best friend, and thank you for keeping me motivated. I know there are some days that I drive you absolutely crazy, and you do the same to me, but I don’t know where I would be without you.

To the authors that I mentioned above, never forget that you are dope, and your time is coming, and I hope that I am there for it.

So I know that this may not be something that you expected of me, but I wanted to put out something new. The ride that Chrys and Ky endured, while fictional, is something that I felt as I wrote it, and I hope like hell that you feel it too. I promise that there is so much more to come, and I plan to bring that heat each and every time.

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Previously in Part 1

Iwas lying in this hospital bed, going stir crazy. It had been three days since I’d been shot, and not a one of the people I considered family had left my side, but I wanted them to. Well, all of them but Ky. I wanted to know how he found me, and honestly, I wanted to tell him about the shit that had gone down with me. I figured I could tell Ri, but I didn’t want her to look at me in a different light. I knew it was stupid since she had been my best friend since diapers and swing sets, but it was just how I felt.

And after everything that I had been through, I wouldn’t be able to handle her looking at me different. That shit would kill me. Hey, can y’all go get me something to eat? I asked Ri and Charm, trying to get them out of the room without being rude.

"Yeah, something to eat my left ass cheek. We will leave. Y’all got thirty minutes, and I’m coming back with food, and you better eat it," Ri fussed as she grabbed her stuff so she could walk out.

I was trying not to laugh at her, but she was so damn extra. Plus, the meds had made it so that everything was a little bit funnier than it should be. She was literally stomping out of the room, ass just a moving. If I didn’t know her, I would assume she paid for all that ass. But I knew better. As soon as the door closed, Ky was up and next to me. He needed a haircut, but I was kind of digging the scruffiness of his facial hair. It fit him. Before I could fix my mouth to say anything, he was in front of my bed, ducking underneath the blanket.

Ky, wait, I tried to call out. I went to lift the blanket when I felt him move the underwear that I had on.

Does your back hurt? he asked.

What?

Are your meds working?

Yeah, I replied, and I guess that was all he needed to hear.

He didn’t touch my clit, but it was throbbing just that fast. I felt like I had so much pressure built up, and I damn near wanted to cry. The way his tongue was swirling around my clit but never touching it was a new form of torture, and I wanted to hit him. Hell, I probably would’ve, but he had my hands pinned under his. Ky, s-stop pl-playing so muuucchhh! I squealed as my stomach tensed up.

I just wanted him to stop teasing me. I couldn’t take it. I could’ve sworn that I heard his ass laugh before he pulled my clit into his mouth. As soon as my clit touched his tongue, I was cumming hard. Shit, it was damn near violent. It made me glad that I was numb to the pain that could’ve been coursing through my body instead of pleasure. He pulled back, and I thought that I would have a minute to gather myself before we talked, but he dove right in again, and this time, he slid his middle and ring finger into my center, and I wanted to cry.

I needed him to back up off me. In the three weeks that I had been away from him, I hadn’t been touched, so I almost forgot how he got down. But the second I got out of this bed, I was making him pay for what he was doing to me now. He was slurping and kissing all on my center, and I swore, from that alone, I was falling in love.

I felt pressure right in the area of my asshole, and I almost wanted to run until his finger was all the way in. He was assaulting my pussy with fingers and tongue and my ass with his other hand. It was too damn much for my senses. I had to pull the pillow over my face because I couldn’t hold in the scream that escaped from my lips. It was just too damn much for me. He let my hands go, and I was trying to stiff arm him up out of the pussy, but he wasn’t letting up. I came so hard that I sat straight up in the bed.

It was then that his extra ass stopped. He stood up, smirking, with my essence on his face. I knew that I said I was done, but seeing that turned me on a little bit. I poked my lips out, asking for a kiss, and he obliged. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and tasted myself for a minute before pulling back. I leaned back in the bed and just looked at him.

I actually wanted to talk to you about everything, I said after a moment of him just staring at me.

I wanted to talk to you too, he confessed as he took his place back in his chair that was next to my bed.

Okay, well, do you want to talk first? I questioned as I tried to force my curls out of my face. I never knew why I did that. It never fucking worked. My curls were untamable, but they were mine, and I loved them.

Nah, I want to hear what you got to say, he stated, staring at me intensely.

Okay, well, my mom was the reason I was taken. Dream and her bitch ass cartoon character for a sister just showed them where I was. It turns out, I was an exchange, and the guy my mom sold me out to is my dad.

Ky’s face frowned up when I said that I was an exchange. To be honest, that was how I felt when I found out. I mean, finding out you were nothing more than a product of a drug deal wasn’t something anyone wanted to hear. It was just a whole fucking mess.

Damn, baby girl. I’m so sorry, Ky said, sounding more upset than me.

That’s not all, I said. His name is Grimm, and he had me protecting the girls in his prostitution ring. I, ummm… I killed someone right before you came and got me.

What do you mean, he had you protecting the girls, and you killed someone? Ky asked.

I was looking at his face, and he didn’t look mad or disgusted. He looked confused. I told him about what had happened with my mom and how Grimm saw potential in me and had me trained. And I told him how I had snapped that nasty ass man’s neck for beating on the girl named Izzie.

Damn, that’s a lot, Ky said, running his hand down his face. I couldn’t disagree with him there.

I kill people, Chrys, Ky stated, looking me dead in my eyes.

What? I questioned, not sure that I heard him right.

My day job… I kill for money, he confessed, staring at me.

Well, damn. I guess Ri had a good reason to be afraid of him after all. But I still wasn’t. I couldn’t lie though. I was kind of mad that he hadn’t told me earlier. But you told me that you own restaurants, I commented, feeling confused.

I do. That’s to make sure that the government and shit don’t question me about my shit, he confided.

I mean, I guessed that made sense. Because if he filed taxes on assassination money, who was to say how that would go down? I was glad he at least had that covered. The weird thing was, it just didn’t seem real. Like, none of this could be real. But it was. This was my fucking life, and I didn’t even know how to feel. On the one hand, I wished like hell that I was normal and had never even seen a dead body outside of a movie; but the other half of me was glad that I had gone through all this because it had brought me closer to Ky and made my bond stronger with my