Ruthless Empire (Royal Elite #6)(79)
“Aiden lies when it fits him. Besides –” I brush my lips over the hollow of the tender skin of her throat “– do you think I have the energy to focus on anyone but you? You drive me fucking crazy.”
“Not more than you do me.”
“Is that so?”
“You’re a bastard and I hate you most of the time.”
“Most of the time? Does that mean there are times you don’t hate me?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe is good enough.” I study her soft features, the faint freckles visible on her nose because she ran over here without putting on any makeup. She forgot her sacred makeup for me. “Do you have something to tell me, Silver?”
If she lets it out, if she talks about it, or at least trusts me enough with whatever is bothering her, I can deal with her rejections.
“Yes.” She gulps. “Fuck me, Cole.”
My whole body sharpens at her softly spoken words. It’s the first time she’s ever asked me to fuck her.
The first time she’s admitted she wants me without me having to extract it out of her body.
I claim her lips and place my fingers around her throat as I thrust inside her in one long go. My balls slap against her pale skin and I take a second to relish the feeling of her completely with me.
She whimpers into my mouth as I kiss her with a violence that matches the force of my thrusts.
“Wrap your legs around me,” I order, and she complies, caging me against her. I fuck her into the bed, her wrists pinned and her hair splayed out on the sheets her as her body slides back and forth on the mattress.
Silver’s not only chaos, she’s also a goddess. The type everyone can watch from afar, but I’m the only one who gets to worship at her altar.
The one who gets to own every inch of her.
“C-Cole,” she moans, nibbling on my bottom lip. “Go slower.”
“Since when do you like it slow?”
“J-just do it.”
When I don’t listen, narrowing my eyes on her, she places several kisses on my mouth, my chin, and even my nose. “Please.”
Fuck me.
I’ll do anything if she does that. If she moans my name and kisses me as if I’m the only one she’ll ever want.
Rotating my hips slowly, I take her unhurriedly for the first time. I don’t like slow fucks, it feels like a caress, and I don’t get the entire intense experience.
Silver’s back arches off the bed and she clamps all around me, strangling me inside her.
Something shifts in the air. It’s like that sense of excitement you get when turning a new page in a book.
Her moans mingle with my groans as they fill the room. I take my time pounding into her slick heat in slow, measured thrusts, moulding her entire body to mine.
“Oh, oh, Cole…I-I think…I’m…oh…” Her mouth remains open as she shatters all around me.
I spill inside her at the same time, and my release is the hardest I’ve ever experienced.
Silver Queens is officially fucked.
There’s no way she’ll ever escape me now.
31
Doll Master
Contrary to popular belief, it’s not hard to observe and go unnoticed while doing so.
It’s not hard to get close enough to smell my doll’s Chanel perfume and touch her soft skin.
It’s not hard to do that in my head and then somehow bring it to reality.
All I have to do is move in patterns neither she nor anyone else can detect.
She’s started to notice me, she’s started to get scared of me. She’s stopped responding with those soft smiles when she reads my texts and is now changing her number to escape me.
Doesn’t she know that’s impossible?
Right. She doesn’t. She’s just a little girl who’s scared. She only fucks like a whore, thinking no one knows about her forbidden romance.
It’s okay, though, because the doll will eventually fall at her master’s feet.
She already has.
She simply doesn’t know it yet.
I guess this is the part where you give the doll some breathing room. Let her believe that she got rid of me.
After all, the hunt is more thrilling this way.
Just when she believes she’s safe, I’ll come out, wash her, smell her, touch her.
Be with her.
Until then, I have to keep myself busy. Another doll lies in front of me, unconscious, in the darkness of the forest.
This doll secretly craved the high, the element of surprise, or she wouldn’t have run in a deserted place this early in the morning.
Her blonde hair is similar to Silver’s, but not really. Her white skin is the same shade as Silver’s, but not as soft.
For now, I have to settle for the second choice when the first is all I ever wanted.
Soon, my doll.
Very soon.
Do you see the sacrifices I make for you?
32
Silver
Today is off.
It started off.
I was supposed to have breakfast with Mum, but she said she has work at the party and can’t get together.
Then Helen brought me the packet I ordered. I dislike ordering online, only because I prefer seeing things, trying them on, and touching them before buying them. But desperate times, right?