Page 18 of Wicked Empire (Knight's Ridge Empire 3)

“You’re perfect.” His lips claim mine again, stopping me from responding—not that I’m sure what I’d say even if I could.

“Need more,” he groans into our kiss.

“Fuck me, Seb. Take what you need.”

Lifting up, he rests his weight on his forearm against the arm rest while he tucks the other against his chest, making guilt slam into me, but when he rolls his hips once more, grazing over all my nerve endings, I forget everything.

“Yes, yes,” I cry, encouraging him as he hits that spot over and over.

My second release surges forward.

“Clit, baby. Let me watch you.”

Not missing a beat, I skim my hand down my stomach and do exactly what he says.

“Oh shit, yeah,” he groans as I tighten down around him, my release hitting me in record time.

In only seconds, a growl rumbles low in his chest as his cock jerks inside me, filling me with hot jets of cum.

He collapses on top of me, both our chests heaving as we fight to catch our breath.

“I’ll never get enough of you, Hellion.” And as if to prove his point, his cock begins to harden inside me once more.

“You’re meant to be resting,” I say, finally remembering that I put him on a sex ban when we got back from the hospital.

“We can for a few minutes. Then we can go again.”

“Not happening. I need you healed properly so we’re ready to take that motherfucker on together.”

“You know exactly what to say to make me hard,” he murmurs against my throat, his hot breath making goose bumps erupt across my entire body.

I’m too lost to him to hear footsteps in the distance, but I sure as shit hear the door open and Alex announce, “Hey, what’s up motherfuck—oh shit.”

Both his and Nico’s laughter ring out through the air as we both scramble to cover ourselves up.

“Looks like we were five minutes too late,” Nico says, falling down one of the other couches. “Shame. I could do with some excitement tonight.”

“You consider watching us fuck as entertainment?”

“Live porn? Hell yeah. If I’m lucky, Seb might even get his knife out and cut you up a little.”

“Jesus, Nico,” Alex mutters.

“What? Nothing wrong with a little blood play, hey, Princess?”

“Uh… Seb shown you his brand yet?” I ask, turning this away from ever having to agree with Nico on anything remotely sexual.

“Fuck off,” Alex barks. “He didn’t let you?”

“Too fucking right he did. He owed me.” I can’t fight my smirk as I remember just how weirdly hot it was, watching that blade slice through his skin.

“Let’s see then,” Nico says, suddenly looking a little more interested.

They’re both in their work suits, but clearly they haven’t had a fun day.

“Fuck off, I’m not showing you,” Seb grunts, dropping back to the couch beside me and pulling me into his body.

“Don’t be a pussy. We want to see the evidence of you handing your balls over to Stella.”