Black Knight (Royal Elite 4)

“Yes, I was. You always fantasised about me, remember?”

“And you about me.”

“Guilty as charged.”

“Wait, what did Aiden mean by you winning the case in the human rights court of law?”

He thins his lips but remains silent.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.”

“Tell me.”

“No.”

I poke his side. “Xander Edward Knight, since when do you hide things from me?”

His lips move in a sly smirk. “I love it when you call me by my third name. You sound hot.”

“You’re not changing the subject.”

“Bossy, too. Hmm. Now, I want to fuck it out of you.”

“Xan! Stop deflecting and tell me.”

“Fine. It’s Aiden being the usual fucker.”

“For what reason?”

“He knew I was a virgin and never let me live it down.”

I burst in laughter. “So he called the case a human rights one?”

“Stop laughing.” He scowls, pulling me closer into him.

“Sorry, I can’t. It’s so funny.” I try to hold it in but laugh anyway.

“Let’s see if you’ll be laughing when I fuck you until you can’t move tonight.”

My thighs tighten at the promise, but I say. “Back to being arrogant, aren’t we?”

“You still like me.”

“Maybe.” I pretend to look elsewhere.

He grips my chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing me to stare at those eyes that are so deep, I feel like I’ll never find a way out of them sometimes.

“Say it, Green.” There’s a certain edge in his tone, as if he’ll take things to a different level if I don’t comply.

I wiggle free from his hold and sprint down the street to our houses, calling behind me, “Catch me and I might tell you.”

I might not be an athlete, but I always did decent at running, I mean decent enough to run ahead from him and reach the house before he catches me.

I’m panting after only a few seconds. Thank God the distance is short. My hair sticks to my temples and my clothes are glued to my back.

But I’m already near my front door. I’ll –