Cruel King (Royal Elite 0)

“You taste.” Suck. “Like.” Suck. “Fucking sin.”

I can feel myself dipping for him. For his words. For his whole damn aura.

Levi owns me in ways, even I can’t begin to explain. I can’t even understand them myself.

He nibbles on my clit with his teeth, and I jerk up the table as if I’m possessed. He pins me down with both his hands on my hips.

My fingers find the golden locks of his hair and I push — or pull — I’m not quite sure. He continues sucking and nibbling and thrusting his tongue in and out of my opening like he’s been starving for me. Like I was made for him to devour.

Something wild and unrestrained builds inside me so fast, I can’t register it, let alone contain it.

There’s no warning. No damn slowing down Levi and his brutal, unrestrained tongue.

I come so hard, my head bangs against the wood and black dots form behind my lids.

A flash of movement breezes in my peripheral vision. Or maybe that’s the orgasm halo.

I return to the world of the living with Levi’s lips on mine and his tongue thrusting inside my mouth. The same lips and tongue that just brought me over the edge.

I almost come right then and there again.

This time, I kiss him back. I clash with his tongue and his teeth and I give back the wildness he brought out in me.

I become the war he tries to conquer.

25

Astrid

If fate brought us together, then fate be damned.

* * *

I tiptoe towards the back entrance of the pool house. It’s become an epic sneaking out technique that I’ve been perfecting.

There’s no way in hell I’m having breakfast with my evil stepmother and her daughter.

That sounded very Cinderalla-ish — in a bad way.

I spent the entire weekend with Dan at Ally’s or playing pool at his place. Oh, and I totally stole Aunt Nora’s scones and left Dan with nothing.

Still, I couldn’t say a word about what happened at Ronan’s party.

Zach, Dan’s eldest brother, drove us home that night. By then, I had already run away from Ronan’s mum’s office and hid by the garden.

Okay, I might have called Zach, too, so he’d come to get us.

I mean, I can’t be blamed. Anyone would’ve freaked out if they were so wanton and vocal about their first orgasm. An orgasm that happened straight on Levi’s face.

Jeez. I don’t know what the hell took over my body.

He didn’t chase after me that night — thankfully, but he sent me a text.

Levi: You can’t run away from me, princess. I’ll catch you every time.

He sent another text yesterday morning. Six am on a Sunday. Does he even sleep?

Levi: Let’s go for a jog and train those legs to run better.