Deviant King (Royal Elite 1)

He narrows his eyes. “Why not?”

“I’m so sensitive. I don’t think I can’t take any more stimulation.”

He grins like the devil. “It’ll only make it more heightened when you come.”

“Aiden. No.”

“What did I say when we were getting started?”

I bite my lower lip and remain quiet.

He wraps a fistful of my hair around his hand. “What. Did. I. Say?”

“That I don’t get to tap out.”

“And what are you doing right now?”

“Aiden…”

“What are you doing right now, Elsa?”

“I didn’t think it’d be this intense, okay?” I blurt.

“And is that supposed to be my problem?”

I know that when he said he wouldn’t stop, he meant it. I’m just fighting a losing war, but I don’t even want to fight. I’m putting on a façade. A belief that I don’t want this. I just… like it when he takes what he wants.

That’s too immoral, isn’t it?

He smirks down at me. “You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you?”

“I really am sensitive.” I clench my thighs together, already feeling his growing bulge.

“But you still want to go on.”

It’s not a question. It’s an observation.

“You’re being a little tease, aren’t you, sweetheart?” He plays with my throbbing nipple causing my lids to shut. “You’re saying no just to have me dominate you into it.”

I moan. “I… do?”

“Oh yeah… you do. Deep down, you want me to fuck you, but this is your twisted version of playing hard to get. Did you do it with the one you lost your virginity to?”

“N-no. Only you.”

His fingers stop skimming over my nipples. I crack my eyes open to find him watching me with that slightly furrowed brow.

“Why?” he asks.

“Why what?”

“Why do you do that only with me?”

I only know you intimately, dickhead.

I shrug instead.

“I meant it earlier. I won’t stop.”