Deviant King (Royal Elite #1) - Rina Kent Page 0,93
method.” Aiden continues, not appearing the least bit apologetic. If anything, his left eye twitches as if he’s pissed off. “You know patience was never my thing.”
“What would have you done next with Silver? Date her? Kiss her? Fuck her? Maybe in the opposite order.”
“Silver means fuck to me and she knows it.” He lets go of my arm to palm both my cheeks. “You’re the one who keeps me up all night.”
“Screw you, Aiden.” My words are muffled when his lips brush against mine.
A lump clogs my throat and a moan fights to escape. I fight back tears but this time it’s for an entirely different reason.
It’s like my heart has resurrected after being stabbed to death.
It’s scary how Aiden controls my mood. I lost my body and my better judgement to him, and now my happiness seems to be controlled by him, too.
“If you go near Silver again, it’s over, Aiden,” I whisper near his mouth.
That earns me a glare. Aiden dislikes being threatened, but I need to draw the line there. It’s not really about jealousy or possessiveness — although part of it is true. But mostly, it’s about my self worth. As much as I hate to admit it, Silver threatens me and I’ll never allow him to make me feel like I did this morning.
“Don’t say the word ‘over’ when we didn’t even start.”
“Then don’t go near Silver. I mean it, Aiden. I’ll never forgive cheating.”
“I like your possessiveness, sweetheart.” He places a teasing kiss on the corner of my mouth. “But will you be able to get over me?”
“I’d rather break my heart in pieces and step on the remains than be with you.”
He pulls back enough to study my face with an indecipherable expression. “Noted.”
“I want to trust you. I really do. But until then, I can’t be in a relationship with you.”
He narrows his eyes, but quickly lets it go. “I’ll prove that you can trust me.”
“You can trust me, too. I’ll never cheat on you.”
His expression darkens as if the mere word offends him. “I know you won’t.”
“What will you do if I somehow cheat?” I’m treading into a dangerous territory, but curiosity gets the better of me.
“Kill the bastard.” No hesitation.
“How about me?”
He cups my jaw with false tenderness. “That’s the difference between you and me, sweetheart. You’d leave me in a heartbeat if I cheat, but I’ll never leave you even if you cheat.”
It’s a hypothetical situation, but it strikes a chord within me. I feel an overwhelming need to kiss him. Devour him. Just pluck him away and hide him from the world where I’m the only one who can look at him, touch him, and talk to him.
I won’t be sharing his smiles with Silver or anyone else.
He seals his lips against mine, biting my bottom lip into his mouth and pulls away too fast. “Now, say it.”
“Say what?” I pant.
“Say that you choose me.”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“Say the words, Elsa.”
My arms wrap around his neck and I graze the hairs at the back of his neck. “It’s crazy, but I choose you, Aiden.”
His mouth claims mine as his fingers grab a handful of my hair, releasing it from the band. His hand snakes under my arse and I lift myself, wrapping my legs around his lithe waist. I’m lost in the moment. In him. Everything seems to be moving way too fast and in a direction I don’t recognise.
But I’m done pretending he means nothing. I’m done fighting against myself and the pull he has on me.
My fingers thread into his hair as I open up to him. His other hand grips my hip, pulling me against his hard muscles. My breasts crush into his chest and suddenly, I hate our clothes. I hate my tracksuit and his jersey. I hate that my skin can’t be glued to his.
The need to engrave myself in him hits me again.
It’s a strange, sporadic urge that overwhelms me and refuses to let go.
I rub my stomach against his growing erection. The sense of time and space escapes me in a heartbeat. In a moment, I picture us in a room. There’s no one but the two of us in that room. It’s quiet except for our harsh breathing.
Footsteps pound beyond the room’s door. I continue kissing Aiden, not wanting to break the spell.
Something nags at the back of my mind. My limbs start to tremble and my shoulder blades stiffen with black, deep fear.