Page 118 of A Knight’s Revenge: The Complete Series
“I can’t believe you guys talked Martinez into captaining the yacht for this ridiculous party,” Jojo gushed as she looked around the expansive deck.
It was packed with our classmates already, drinks in hands as they spread out around the various tables and lounging areas.
We’d been diplomatic about the invitations, opening it to the entire student body on a first-come basis until the yacht was at capacity.
“Oh, he is so fucking excited about it,” Max replied. “He was in the Navy, but they sure as shit weren’t sailing one of these babies. We’re going on our little voyage down the river as soon as everyone’s loaded.”
Bennett eyed Max. “My mom is with your parents? ”
Max grinned. “Relax, Big Man. Dad’s cooking for the ladies tonight.”
Bennett smiled contentedly at that, and I caught Jojo’s rough swallow like her mouth had just gone dry as she stared at his serene face. He said, “I doubt she’s ever had a man cook for her. That’s really nice.”
It was. Those three were the only parents we all had left, and I was glad they were safe and happy.
I held my elbow out to my birthday twin. “Shall we? Mari made sure we had a little VIP area reserved for us up front.”
We made our way around to the bow, but not before we took a pass through the grand ballroom, where the DJ already had quite the party going, and the yacht’s bar, where Zach helped himself to three bottles of expensive champagne.
The sundeck out on the bow of the ship was crowded, but the largest white couch had been roped off.
Mari and Hannah Langford sat primly in the center, drinking champagne and giggling.
Max flung himself onto a cushion next to Mari, and Bennett and Zach veered toward the additional bar located on this deck.
“Finally!” Mari shouted, motioning for us to sit. “Chica! What do you think? Your boyfriends have such fun toys.”
“It’s great, Mari,” Jojo replied with a genuine smile, tugging me down to sit next to her on the couch.
“Thank you for putting this together.” She turned to look at me with those mesmerizing aquamarines, so soft with her love for me now and such a stark contrast to how sharp and cold they’d been when she first came back to us. “And thank you, birthday twin.”
“Love you, sweetheart,” I murmured, stealing a kiss that quickly turned heated. I sipped her little moans like they were the glass of champagne that had been shoved into my hand, and I thought this was the best fucking birthday I’d ever had.
“Hey, you two,” Max hollered from the other side of the couch. “Get one of the many rooms below deck if you’re going to paw at each other. That’s my sister , Neal.”
I groaned against Jojo’s lips, and I felt her smile against mine before she pulled away and tucked herself under my arm.
That settled me, and I took a moment to sip my actual champagne and take in the view of the City lights and the clear night stars as they reflected back at me in the glassy black surface of the river .
After a few peaceful minutes, Jojo stiffened under my arm.
“What is it, sweetheart?”
Her eyes had narrowed dangerously as she scowled in the direction of the bar.
I followed her glare to where Bennett remained chatting with the Robicheaux twins while Zach had just turned to head this way with his hands full of drinks.
An unfamiliar girl—who was, in fact, in a purple bikini—slinked along behind him and wore a very determined look on her face.
“Who’s that bitch?” Jojo asked, her light, causal tone fooling no one.
Hannah’s evil grin did not improve the situation. “I believe that is one of the Robicheaux twins’ cousins. Definitely not from here, just visiting, has no idea she’s two seconds away from a knife to the throat.”
“Don’t encourage her, Langford,” I admonished, then I had to glare at Max because his giddy fucking smile was also not helping.
Zach made it to us, his lazy smirk indicating he was oblivious to the impending danger, and he unloaded his drinks onto the table with a flourish and a wink at Jojo.
“Hey there,” bikini girl purred as she reached Zach’s side, and she slithered a hand up his bicep.
“I’m Nikki, and I couldn’t let another second go by without talking to you.
You are the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, and I’d love to get to know you.
All of you,” she added, licking her lips as she looked him up and down.
Zach was certainly an expert at having women throw themselves at him, but even he couldn’t help the flash of alarm that crossed his face before he smoothly removed Nikki’s claws from his arm.
“I’m flattered,” he replied as he pasted on the cocky smirk of the Ferrero Heir.
“But I’m not looking for new friends at the moment. ”
I rubbed Jojo’s back as she watched this with a cool detachment that scared the shit out of me.
Nikki only moved a little closer, fluttering her lashes and waving her rather large boobs at him. “Oh, but I wasn’t suggesting we be friends , baby. I will be anything you fucking want.”
Jolie cleared her throat. “Read the room, Nikki. Zach wants you to fuck off.”
She gasped, whipping her scandalized stare to where Jojo sat, tense but calm, and still snuggled into my side. “No one asked you, bitch,” she sneered .
“Oh fuck,” Max said with a cackle.
“Uh-oh,” Mari hummed at the same time.
But Jojo just smiled at her. “You probably should ask me, Nikki. That’s my boyfriend you’re pawing at.”
She let out a derisive laugh. “Sure he is. I saw you making out with the blond hottie you’re sitting next to. But go on.”
I shot Zach a pointed look that invited him to step in at any moment here, but he’d crossed his arms lazily over his chest, his eyes ping-ponging between the two women like it was the final match at Wimbledon.
Jojo calmly set her drink down on the low table in front of us before she stood up and smoothed her shorts.
“Sweetheart, be reasonable,” I said, the warning clear in my tone.
She turned to give me an innocent smile before pressing a sweet kiss to my cheek, then she stepped around the coffee table to where Zach stood next to Nikki. Her lip curled in utter contempt as Jojo melted into Zach’s arms.
He beamed at our girl, pulling her into a deep kiss before releasing her and wisely exiting the arena to flop onto the couch next to me.
Nikki rolled her eyes. “Cute. Are you fucking both of them? Good for you. But it’s not like Zach will want to limit himself to just you . I’ll show him a better time, and I won’t be pumped full of another guy’s cum while I do it.”
“Oh shit,” Zach murmured.
I glared at him. “Oh, now you’re catching on?”
Jolie moved with her cat-like speed, shoving Nikki backward until she was trapped against the side of the boat right next to our couch. She squealed and clutched at the railing behind her, and Jojo eyed her with complete disdain as she wrapped her hand around Nikki’s thin neck and squeezed.
“Listen up, you dense bitch,” Jojo said, her voice low.
“Zach Ferrero is my boyfriend. The blond hottie, Noah Hargraves, is also my boyfriend. And that big guy over there”—she jerked her head at Bennett, who had just wandered over from the bar and stood watching this with raised brows—“is Bennett Spencer. Wanna guess what he is to me?”
“You,” Nikki wheezed, “are a crazy whore.”
“Fine, I’ll tell you,” Jojo said with a dramatic sigh.
“Bennett’s my boyfriend too. Those three belong to me and only me for the rest of fucking time.
I’ll give you a pass, since you’re not from around here and you don’t have a goddamn clue who you’ve just tried to tangle with, but I suggest you turn that skinny ass around and keep your eyes off my boys for the rest of the night. ”
Nikki’s face had flushed an angry red, and she struggled against Jolie’s hold on her, but she was no match for our warrior queen.
“You’re… fucking… kidding yourself,” she spat. “Men… like them… would never. Settle for… sharing .”
Jolie’s smile was evil. “They have and they do.” Then she leaned in as if to whisper conspiratorially. “And you’re right, Nikki—they love pumping me full of their cum. It’s a competition, and the winner is always me.”
Hot arousal shot through me, and Zach and I both groaned. So did Max—for different reasons.
“Damn, get it, Knight,” Hannah said with a whistle.
Nikki screeched, swiping at Jojo. “Fuck you. I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but you’re a deluded, disgusting slut .”
“This is my party, you dumb cunt,” Jojo said evenly. “And you’re no longer on the guest list.”
Then she dumped Nikki over the side of the boat and into the brisk waters of the Obsidian below.
Yep, best fucking birthday I’ve ever had.