Twisted Kingdom (Royal Elite #3) by Rina Kent

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

Aiden places a hand at the top of my back and lowers me further so my arse is in the air and he’s behind me. Not too long ago, I would’ve felt self-conscious about being so exposed to him. Not now.

Now, a burn covers my skin, yearning for more.

Two of his fingers thrust inside my pussy. I moan aloud as his cock traces my wetness to my back hole over and over again.

It’s then I realise he’s using it as lube.

“It’s going to hurt,” he muses. His voice holds a sadistic, dark edge.

This is my chance to escape this, but the truth is, I don’t want to.

Deep down, I want it to hurt.

If Aiden is open about admitting how much he perversely wants me and can’t get enough of me, I can be the same.

“Do it,” I murmur.

“Even if it hurts?”

“Especially if it hurts.”

He growls and slowly eases into my tight hole. I remain motionless, not breathing.

“Relax,” he groans. “Ease into me. Don’t fight me.”

I try as hard as I can to lose the tension in my shoulders. Aiden’s cock is barely inside and it stings.

He pumps his fingers inside my pussy, scissoring them, and the pleasure loosens my muscles.

Aiden’s free hand grips my hip and he rams inside me in one go.

I scream, the pain ripping me open from the inside out. Tears spring to my eyes.

Oh, God.

It hurts. It hurts like hell. It’s even worse than when he took my virginity.

I’m about to change my mind, to tell him to stop, but then he starts moving. Both in my pussy and in my arse. His fingers meet his cock through the thin wall, and his thumb grazes over my clit.

“Oh… Aaaah...”

“You like that, huh?” Aiden’s deep voice turns me on even more.

I move my arse against his thigh, needing more.

He reaches over and pinches my nipple. I cry out at the torturous sensation.

“Answer me,” he orders.

“I…” I gasp. “I do.”

“You do, huh?”

“Y-yes…”

“Do you like my cock better in your pussy or in your arse.”

“I… don’t know.”

“Hmm. I love your arse as much as your pussy.” He picks up his pace. “I never thought that would be possible.”

“Aiden…”

“You’re so fucking tight in here, sweetheart. I can barely move. Do you feel how much you’re strangling my dick?”

Aiden’s dirty talk must be contagious because all I can say is, “Yes.”

He pumps inside me in a long torturous rhythm that wrenches pleasure out of me. “Do you like it?”

“I-I do.”

“Then come for me.” His authoritative tone hits me in the core.

A whirlwind of pleasure sweeps me over like a hurricane. My nerves are so stimulated I come twice, at the same time. Or maybe it’s one long orgasm that bleeds into the next.

I don’t even get to control it. It takes me over like a possession, like an otherworldly power.

I arch my back, chanting Aiden’s name like a prayer. He might as well be touching my soul instead of my body right now.

“Tell me you love me,” he grunts near my ear as his thrusts turn animalistic.

“I love you,” I pant.

He follows me over the cliff with a ravenous growl. “Mine. You’re all mine.”

I am.

It’s useless to deny it anymore.

If we never find a way out of here I’ll die happy knowing I’m with the person I love the most.

The boy I loved since I was seven.





36





Aiden





“Are you on Viagra?” Elsa pants as she lays her head on my arm.

She just finished putting her clothes back on — all of them — so I don’t ravage her anymore.

It’s cute that she thinks mere clothes will keep me away from her.

Nothing will.

“Viagra, huh?” I grin down at her.

“I mean, your sex drive is endless even under extreme circumstances. I’m so sore.” She blushes, and unable to stop myself, I pull on her cheek.

It’s impossible to stop craving her.

Maybe one day when we’re older, and I have fucked her all the ways possible, I’ll be able to get enough of her.

But even that is a slim chance.

“What do you like the most about me?” she asks with a red hue covering her cheeks.

“The most?”

“You know, what do you find most sexy about me?”

I chuckle. “Are you trying to seduce me again, sweetheart?”

“Just answer me.” She plays with the hem of my pullover.

I try to think about the things that turned me on the most about her. The smell of coconut in her hair when she’s freshly showered. The fluttering of her eyes when her head rolled back in an orgasm. The shape of her mouth when she called my name. The softness of her touch when she clung to me.

There were too many things I find sexy and utterly irresistible about her. From the twitch in her nose to the slight bite of her lip and straight to the twinkle in her eyes.

So when it comes down to a specific answer, it’s easy. “Everything,” I say.