Twisted Kingdom (Royal Elite 3)
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“Now suck. Let me taste you.”
My cheeks flame at the thought, but I shove my index and middle finger into my mouth.
Tasting myself is intimate, but the fact that I’m pretending to be Aiden is even more intimate.
I lap my tongue around my fingers, making small noises.
“You know what I’m fantasising about?” His low, deep voice makes me suck harder for some reason.
I make a negative sound without removing my fingers.
“I’m fantasising about those pouty lips wrapped around my dick as I fuck you with my tongue.”
A jolt of pleasure shoots through me, and I’m tempted to touch myself again. That’s the type of effect Aiden’s dirty words have on me.
“Soon, sweetheart. I’m claiming all of you.”
I release my fingers with a pop. “Promise?”
A dark chuckle fills the other end. “Oh, I promise.”
24
Aiden
For the past week, Jonathan has been parading me around China for his investors and fuck knows what else.
If I have to sit down for another meeting like a puppet, I’m going to destroy something around here.
This is Jonathan’s revenge for breaking it off with Queens. In his words, I put a smudge on his immaculate relationship with Sebastian Queens, and I’ll have to do something in return.
Truth is, he’s still petty about how I called him out about Alicia.
I only agreed to play along because he threatened to take it out on Elsa.
While I’m fine with declaring war on Jonathan, I won’t watch him use her as a subject of destruction.
He’ll have to go through me first.
Still, I need to go home — like yesterday.
Nash, Knight, and Astor have been filling the group chat with texts that pissed me the fuck off.
Knight: So King is no more, huh?
Nash: Looks like it.
Astor: Fuck yeah. My threesome dream will come true.
Astor: On a scale of 1 to 10, how likely do you think I can convince Kimmy and Ellie to wear bunny outfits?
Nash: Elsa, 0. Kimberly, 6. If drunk, 9.
Astor: I better get Kimmy drunk then *grinning face*
Knight: Do you want to die?
I’m surprised that little shit Astor even showed up in the group chat. He sometimes acts like the thing doesn’t exist then bitches about how we keep him in the dark.