Page 131 of A Knight’s Revenge: The Complete Series
BENNETT - EXTENDED EPILOGUE
“Oh, look who I’ve caught,” I said as I pressed Joanna Miller into the bedroom wall with my entire body.
She sucked in a startled breath, those violet eyes widening in shock even as they glazed over with a sheen of lust. I wrapped a firm hand around her throat, thrusting her chin upward so that she was looking me right in the eyes as I said, “It’s the Southside troublemaker.
Breaking into the Heirs ’ penthouse. Were you trying to steal from us? "
I felt her vibrating under me, her nipples hardening into diamond points beneath her threadbare tank top and brushing against my bare chest.
She was into this.
I smirked over my shoulder at Zach and Noah, both of whom had managed to at least get their shirts off and were now watching her like a couple of starving wolves.
It appeared the three of us weren’t the only ones who had harbored a little dirty fantasy back when Jolie was hiding from us in plain sight, trying desperately to hate us for what she’d thought we’d become.
She feigned a struggle under me, and I turned back to her, pinning her with the sternest glare in my arsenal. “You’re ours now, little girl. You don’t break into our sanctuary without consequences. ”
“Fuck you, Spencer,” she spat. “Get your arrogant fucking hands off me.”
She bared her teeth at me in a way that made me want to take her mouth with mine, but I refrained. The Bennett Spencer of Joanna Miller’s freshman year wouldn’t have allowed himself to kiss his little problem-causing obsession.
Not on the mouth, anyway.
Instead, I leaned in, inhaling her sweet scent as I squeezed her delicate throat just a little tighter. “Make me,” I whispered.
In a flash, she broke my hold on her body and shoved me back with a hard strike to my solar plexus, which I expected and absorbed easily—the result of many training sessions in the cage with my Angel over the years.
She bolted toward the door like she was making her great escape, except Zach pounced, catching her around the middle and tackling her to the floor.
“Ah, ah, ah, Princess,” he cooed as he pinned her down, rolling her onto her stomach as she thrashed. He gathered her arms behind her back and straddled her perfect ass. “You have some explaining to do. You can’t just sneak into our room and expect us to let you run off.”
She stifled a moan as Zach let his obvious erection slide against her ass while he held her down, then she rasped, “If you want to keep that dick attached to your body, Ferrero, you’ll get the fuck off me right this second.”
He chuckled. “The idea of you touching my dick in any capacity is too tempting, Princess.”
I leaned against the wall, doing my best looming as I looked on. “Put her on her knees, Zach. She can beg us to forgive this gross invasion of our privacy.”
Grinning like a loon, Zach eased off Jolie’s back while keeping a hold of her wrists. He wrapped his free arm around her torso and pulled her to her knees, pressing her tight to his chest. Noah stepped in front of her while I kept my post against the wall a few feet away.
I crossed my arms and arched an impatient brow at her, drawling, “I’m waiting.”
She glared at us, the blazing fire in those violet eyes a very familiar sight.
“I’m sure you rich pricks are used to all the Family ass-lickers falling to their knees to beg you for a kernel of your precious attention every damn day, but I don’t give a fuck who you are. I don’t take orders from you.”
Noah tutted, dropping to kneel in front of her so that the two of them were eye to eye. He gave her his soft-but-stern professor look, which would have annoyed the shit out of Joanna Miller, while I knew for a fact it made Jolie Knight gush like Niagara Falls.
“Joanna,” he said softly, reaching up to cup her cheek.
She kept her glower in place like a champion even as she subtly sagged into his touch.
“I have to say, I’m disappointed. I thought you and I were…
becoming friends? At least developing a mutual respect.
And yet, here you are, breaking into our home like a common criminal. ”
“I am not a fucking criminal,” she retorted, failing to hide her shiver as Noah ran his thumb gently back and forth across her cheek. I had no doubt the Noah Hargraves ofJolie’s freshman year would’ve done exactly the same thing had he been given the opportunity to put his hands on Joanna Miller.
“Not a common one,” I said, smirking down at her. “I think you’re a sophisticated criminal, Miss Miller. But you’re no match for us.”
“Mmm, you’re caught, baby girl,” Zach said into her ear.
Noah searched her face like he was cataloging every detail. “Did you want our attention, sweetheart? Is that why you broke in here?”
She smirked. “I didn’t need to break into your ivory tower to get your attention, Hargraves. You three assholes won’t leave me alone even though you supposedly despise my very existence.”
Noah frowned like a disappointed teacher, and Zach chuckled at Jolie’s resulting shiver in his arms. “That’s not very nice, Miss Miller. We do not despise you. Perhaps we should prove it to you?”
“Great idea, man,” Zach said. “Princess wanted our attention, and she has it. We should show her what it means to have the undivided attention of the Heirs of the Four Families.”
All three of them glanced up at me, awaiting my approval. Jolie’s sulky glare—always such a brat—made my dick painfully hard. Noah and Zach had amused looks on their faces, like they were wondering how I was going to play this.
I looked at my Angel. “I said there would be consequences, and I meant it. Zach’s going to eat your pussy while Noah fucks that smart mouth, and they’re not going to let you come until I say so. ”
“Fuck,” Zach groaned under his breath. We all loved to go down on our girl, but Zach was especially voracious about it. You ’ re welcome, asshole .
Noah arched an eyebrow at me, and I smirked back. Sometimes I liked to take control from him when we were all together like this, but he’d wrestle it back eventually. Jolie loved the push and pull.
Jolie stifled a moan as Zach began to nibble on the pale skin of her neck. “You three don’t have the— mmm —balls,” she protested, her voice husky. “You wouldn’t dare fuck the slum trash with those gold-plated dicks. Wouldn’t want you to catch— oh fuck —a case of poor .”
Noah had removed her shirt and was now playing with her nipples through the flimsy excuse for a bra she wore.
Zach ran his tongue down the length of her neck as he reached around her to unbutton her jeans.
She arched into his body, a tiny moan escaping her, and she lost the battle with pretending to hate us for a few seconds as she jerked Noah’s face to hers.
He groaned his approval against her lips as they made out with enthusiasm.
“Look at that,” I said, palming my aching cock as I watched. “Joanna Miller isn’t too good for the Heirs after all. She’ll beg for our dicks like the Tier One Holywell girls she hates so much. She knows no one will fuck her better than we can.”
“Fuck you, Spencer,” she retorted, managing to pull her mouth from Noah’s as he kissed along her jaw, the breathiness of her voice taking any real bite away. “If a Holywell skank touches your dick, I’ll slit her throat.”
I rumbled my approval. “That’s more like it. Tell us more, baby.”
Zach had removed her jeans completely, and she squealed as he shredded her panties with an effortless jerk of his fist. “Sit on my face, Princess, and tell us how much you covet our cocks. How much you want to make them yours.”
He flopped down onto his back, and Noah moved Jolie’s now naked, pliant body to straddle his head. Zach wrapped his hands around her hips and jerked her pussy to his face, and she let out a long, low moan.
Noah cupped her face again with the hand that wasn’t gripping his dick. “You heard the boys. Open those eyes, sweetheart. Before you wrap those sweet lips around my cock, tell us what you’ll do to any woman who dares touch the Heirs.”
Her gorgeous eyes fluttered open, hooded in pleasure as Zach continued his efforts between her legs.
“If one of those bitches touched any of you, I would cut off their soft little hands before I dangled them by their hair from the top of A Dorm. Then I would drop them onto the concrete below and bask in their screams while each one of you bent me over the railing and fucked me one right after another until I couldn’t remember my name. ”
All three of us groaned. That was Jolie Knight speaking, but it wasn’t a stretch to imagine that Joanna Miller would’ve been just as possessive of us back then—though she would’ve died before she ever admitted it.
My dick was hard enough to pound nails. It was fortunate for Angel that Zach and Noah were going to warm her up for me because I was going to absolutely fucking ruin her when it was my turn.
“That was perfect, sweet girl,” Noah purred, and Zach growled something unintelligible in agreement from between her legs. “Why don’t you ask Spencer if you’ve earned an orgasm?”
She glanced at me, her jaw dropping in a silent moan at whatever Zach was doing, then she gasped. “He’ll say no. He wants me to work harder.”
Fuck, I loved her. “Our Southside troublemaker is correct. Noah wants his dick sucked. Impress me, Miss Miller, then I’ll consider letting you come.”
“Did you hear that, Ferrero?” Noah called down to Zach. “Ease up, she’s already shaking.”
Zach reappeared from between Jolie’s thighs with a disappointed grumble. He rolled to sit on his ass next to Jolie while Noah stood up, positioning his dick right in front of her face.
Jolie gave Noah a loving stroke before she looked over her shoulder at me, a challenge in those violet eyes. “Ready to be impressed, Spencer?”
“Show me.”
With one last evil grin at me, she turned to Zach. “Stand up, Ferrero.”