Page 83 of Wicked Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 1)

“I’ve been called worse, Hellion,” I growl in her ear, fighting my smile when she shudders against me.

Noticing my grip loosen, she slips from my hold and turns on me, her sparkling blue eyes holding mine.

She looks fucking beautiful with her heavy makeup and her hair pulled back from her face.

Unable to stop myself, my eyes drop from hers in favour of her body.

Her curves are encased in a sinful black dress. The only place it would look better is on my bedroom floor.

My cock swells just looking at her.

It sits high on her thighs, so high in fact that I get a glimpse at the lace that’s wrapped around her legs.

Fuck me, is she wearing stockings?

Lifting my hand, I run my fingers through my hair as I take in the rest of her legs before making my way back up.

“Are you finished?” she asks when I finally find her eyes again before moving a joint toward her lips. Where the fuck did she get that from?

Seeing my confusion, she shoots a look to her left where Alex is standing with a grin on his face, also openly checking her out.

He winks and blows her a kiss before turning back to Daemon, who’s decided to show his face for once.

Dragging my eyes back to Stella once more, I watch as her full red lips purse around the butt of the blunt and she sucks in a hit.

She nods, clearly knowing good weed when she finds it, before blowing out a slow stream of smoke from her lips.

The move is so fucking erotic I almost come in my pants right there.

“Well, this has been fun and all, but it looks like it’s time to really party. Excuse me.”

I stand there stunned as she stalks away from me, her arse swaying seductively as she makes a beeline for Alex—or more specifically, Daemon.

I have no idea why I’m surprised. It seems our new princess likes dancing with the devil.

“Hey, baby.” A familiar voice fills my ears before hands slip around my sides and a body presses against my back.

Twisting to the side, I find Teagan smiling at me as if she’s actually fucking missed me.

“Teag,” I say as a greeting. If it weren’t for the fact that Stella notices her attached to me then I’d physically remove her. “I didn’t think you’d be here.”

“Couldn’t miss one of Nico’s parties, you know how it is.”

“Isn’t your grandmother dying?” I ask, knowing it’s where she’s been the past couple of days.

“Yeah,” she sighs, slipping around to stand in front of me. She lifts her hand to her throat as she pouts as if she’s actually devastated.

Teag is many things, but a good actress isn’t one of them.

“It’s been such a hard few days. I really need to blow off some steam, you know? Go a little wild, lose my inhibitions.” She steps closer, skimming her hand down my stomach and quickly heading for my cock, which has zero interest in being touched by her.

“Not here, Teag,” I say, wrapping my fingers around her wrist.

Her pout gets bigger.

“Aw come on, Seb. It’s not like you to be shy. We both know how much you love an audience.”

“Not tonight.” It’s a lie. I’d love a fucking audience. It’s just not her who I want on her knees before me.

I wrap my hand around her arm, ready to push her away, but three bodies catch my eye across the room, and instead of putting some distance between us, I find myself dragging Teag closer as my eyes bore into Stella, who’s pinned between Alex and Daemon as the three of them dance together.

She wants to play? I can fucking play.