Deviant King (Royal Elite 1)

“Don’t what?”

“Don’t turn this into a you versus me argument.”

“Then what is it about? Enlighten me.”

“Own your sexuality, Elsa.” He grips my hand in a possessive hold. “You sure as fuck have an abundance of it and I don’t plan to let it go to waste.”

“Stop being so crude. I’m supposed to focus in class.”

“So you were thinking about it.” He smirks. “Are you wet?”

“No.”

“Come on,” he pushes. “Admit it.”

“What if I am?” I cross my arms, all the pent up frustration rising to the surface. “What are you going to do about it? Fuck me at school and risk having both of us expelled? Oh, wait. Your father owns the school, so it doesn’t matter if you get caught. You can even get away with murder, right? I’ll be the one to be thrown out after they make it look like I seduced his majesty Aiden King. After all, you’re king and I’m a fucking nobody.”

It’s only after my outburst that I realise how fantastic it feels to throw his words back at him. He used them to belittle me and put me in my place before, but now they’re smashed straight in his face.

I lift my chin, daring him to say anything.

His left eye twitches, but his expression remains unreadable. “Watch that mouth.”

“Or what?”

“Or I will fuck it.”

“Screw you, Aiden. Okay? You don’t get to push my buttons the entire time and only expect yes, your majesty. At your order, your majesty. What do you want next, your majesty? Should I lie down and spread my legs for you? Would you get me out of your system if I let you fuck me?”

I pant after my outburst.

I don’t even know what the hell is wrong with me, but I’m so pissed off about Silver’s words and his casual attitude. He’ll always get what he wants and eventually, he’ll get bored of me and leave.

I want him to leave now because I can feel my walls crumbling, and if I let him inside, he’ll just destroy me like he said the first time we met.

He’ll be the storm that only leaves havoc in its wake.

I’d rather take the bullying rather than lose myself to him.

“No.”

I gawk. “No?”

“Spreading your legs won’t get you out of my system. I love owning your body, but that’s not the only thing I’m interested in.”

“Then what else do you want?”

His voice drops in a haunting whisper. “Every. Fucking. Thing.”

My mouth parts open, but no words come out.

Ronan saves me when he slams into Aiden’s back. The latter holds his position as a grinning Ronan circles his shoulder with an arm.

“Yo, King! Time for lunch.”

Aiden cuts him a glare, but his voice is calm. “You’ve had a death wish since yesterday.”

“Oops, bad timing?” His inquisitive eyes bounce from me to Aiden.