Ruthless Empire (Royal Elite 6)
“Games.” I push into her, causing her lips to part as my hard dick digs into her stomach. I didn’t bother with underwear so she can feel every detail. “Does this look like a fucking game to you?”
“Well, apparently it is,” she says in the same tone, even though she clenches her thighs. “I won’t be your side dish or your toy.”
“Sounds like jealousy to me.”
“Fuck you, Cole. Okay? Let’s see who’s jealous when I go find myself another dick.”
“Another dick?” My jaw tightens. “You think that will ever happen in this life?”
“You can’t watch me twenty-four-seven.”
“No. But I can fuck you so hard, there’ll be nothing left for anyone else.” I grab both her hands with one of mine and yank her dress up. She tries to kick me in the crotch.
I slap her legs apart and she stops, a gasp falling from her lips. Taking advantage of her stunned reaction, I pull her underwear and my trousers down.
She shakes her head when I’m at her entrance.
“Stop resisting me when your cunt is dripping for me,” I speak against her neck before I latch onto the skin, leaving a hickey for the world to see. “Tell me to fuck you.”
“N-no.”
“If you don’t, we’ll be here all night.” I glide the crown of my dick over her folds, slow and unhurried until she moans, her eyes rolling back.
“Cole, stop…”
“Tell me to fuck you, Silver. This time, you’re going to ask for it.”
“No!” She grits out even as her body shudders beneath me. “I’m not a side dish. You don’t get to fuck me after you’ve dipped your dick in someone else.”
“Dipped my dick in someone else, huh?” I bite the sensitive spot on her throat and she whimpers.
Her voice is shaky and tears barge into her eyes, but she keeps her ground. “I don’t care how much I want you, Cole. I can be a fool for you, I can let you crush my damn principles, but I won’t let you humiliate me. I’m Silver Queens. I don’t take other people’s sloppy seconds.”
“You never did.”
She blinks up at me through the frustrated tears forming in her eyes. “W-what?”
“That time at the wedding was my first, too.”
Her lips part and she remains silent for so long, I start to suspect she’s lost her voice. “But…but…but…that time when you were all discussing your virginities at the Meet Up, and Ronan said —”
“I lied so they’d leave me the fuck alone. So you got Miss Goldman fired for no reason. Though she did seduce me.”
She bites her lip, suppressing a smile. Silver might be harsh, but she’s the most real thing I’ve ever seen. “You knew about that?”
“I know everything about you.” I nuzzle my nose against her neck, inhaling her flowery Chanel scent. “After I thought you gave up your virginity to Aiden, I was going to try with others and then rub it in your face, but I stopped at the last minute. All I ended up doing was tie them up.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why couldn’t you do it with others?” Her voice is low, emotional.
“They weren’t you, Butterfly. No one is you.”
A full-body shudder
takes hold of her and her legs willingly open. But before I can do anything, she lifts her head. “How about Johansson?”