Wicked Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire: Wicked Trilogy #1)

by Tracy Lorraine

her at my feet, and my muscles burn to reach out and lift her to my lap. But that’s not what this is. “You can leave now,” I force myself to say, pulling my jeans up and walking away from her as if she’s nothing.

She needed that. They fucking needed that. She’s mine. And mine only. The image of her at my mercy between my thighs comes back to me and a smug, satisfied smile pulls at my lips. Yeah. She fucking knows it now, too.

“That,” Nico starts, “was hot as fuck but completely unnecessary.” “Really?” I ask, my brows almost at my hairline. “I stood around last night watching each of your tongues in her mouth. Sorry for feeling the need to make a point.” “She’s a feisty bitch,” Alex says happily. “I like her.” “Yeah, that’s the fucking problem,” I mutter, sipping on my too hot coffee.

know what I’m doing,” I tell them, my voice firm, confident. They both stare at me, their eyes saying everything their mouths don’t. I’m thankful, because the truth is, I have no fucking idea what I’m doing. I thought I did, but Stella surprises me at every turn, and the plans I had only yesterday get shot to shit because right now, the only thing I can think about when it comes to my little hellion is how I’m going to get an up-close view of my initials on her skin sometime soon.

I give her a very brief, very vague rundown of my time with Seb in the bathroom before coming out with the intention of teaching him a lesson. I remember kissing Theo. I remember Alex joining us and there’s a very, very hazy memory of his lips too. But anything past that is just a blur of nothingness. From the way Nico looked at me this morning, I know that he was involved somewhere.

“Yesss,” she hisses. “Ant says Enzo was really into you. He’ll be stoked.” I force a grin on my face, although I don’t feel it. Spending time with the two guys Nico threatened to get away from us is a bad move. A really fucking bad move, but it’s too late now. Plus, Calli needs this. Really needs this.

I didn’t confess to earlier. “What’s wrong?” “Um… There’s something else I need to tell you about what happened last night.” “R-right?” she says, lifting a brow. Undoing my pants, I pull them off before twisting my leg to show her. “Oh my fucking God, Stella,” she squeals. “Y-you let him brand you?” “I don’t remember letting him, as such.” “Well, it seems you didn’t stop him.” My lips part to argue, but I soon find I have no words. She’s right. I did absolutely nothing to even try to stop him.

There is something I do know about all of this, though. Given the chance, I’d probably do it all over again. Despite hurting Toby, I wanted to get to Seb. I wanted to hurt him, to prove a point, and from the effort and time it must have taken to break in here and decorate my room with my misdemeanours from last night, it’s clear that I’ve got myself well and truly under his skin.

In true Stella fashion, she once again shocks the hell out of me. “Jesus, baby,” I mutter, placing my can down and running my eyes over every inch of her.

As Damien and Evan Cirillo sit there eating their roast dinner, they’re silently plotting the deaths of every member of the Mariano Family. Theo and Nico are probably scowling at each other over the table, their constant battle never more obvious than when they’re forced together in family situations like that.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he breathes, his voice softer than I think I’ve ever heard it before, and I melt. His lips find my neck, kissing and sucking, driving me to the brink of insanity before he drags the neck of my tank aside and sucks my peak deep into his mouth, dragging his teeth over it until my hips start writhing on the bed with my need for him to touch me. “Oh God. Please,” I whimper. “Not God, Hellion. Just the devil,” he says, his voice sounding like pure sex as he drags his eyes up to mine.

“Seb, please. I need⁠—” “Shh… I know what you need. Do you trust me?” I try to focus for a second, but my brain has turned to mush. My body and its insatiable need for him have completely obliterated it. But despite my lack of brain function, when I finally manage to respond to his question, the truth falls out. “No. Not even in the slightest.” “Wise, Hellion. Very, very wise.”

“Touch yourself, Princess. Show me how you do it.” Unable to do anything but follow his wicked orders, my hand slides down my stomach until my fingers hit the lace. Dipping them beneath the fabric, I find myself dripping wet. I moan as I circle my clit, imagining it’s his fingers working me and not my own. “That’s it, my dirty little whore. Show me how you make yourself come when you’re thinking about me.”

Something soft brushes against my lips and I startle for a second before I hear his voice once more. “I’m so hard for you right now, Hellion. You’ve no idea what you do to me.” Reality threatens to rip me from this body-consuming bliss and I fight to stay asleep, to stay in the moment, to remain on the brink of losing myself to a vision. “Suck me, baby. You’re so fucking good at it.” I part my lips, doing as I’m told, but the second I lick at the tip of him and the taste of his precum coats my tongue, everything comes crashing down around me and I’m dragged back to reality with my body screaming and my core clenching violently at my lost impending release. “Seb?” I cry as my eyes fly open and I discover my wicked fantasies weren’t something my subconscious dragged up in my slumber but reality. “Get the hell out,” I scream, writhing about beneath him, but he’s got me pinned to the bed, my wrists now cuffed with one of his giant hands. “Oh yeah, because I’m just going to walk out after watching you lose yourself to your dreams of me. I thought you’d know me better than that by now.”

Getting inside Stella’s house was a hell of a lot smoother this time, thanks to the fact that I got a copy of her key cut after she passed out at Nico’s on Friday night. It was easy, too fucking easy, to ensure I’ve always got a way to get to her.

I had images in my head of me slipping inside, taking what I needed from her, and disappearing again, leaving behind only a small piece of evidence from my little visit. But what I got, in reality, was way, way more than I ever could have expected. She was fast asleep, her eyes closed, her face peaceful with her lips parted, but her body was out of the sheets and her skin covered in a sheen of sweat. She’d pulled her tank down, exposing her breasts as she pulled at her own nipple and palmed her breast. Her other hand had vanished beneath her knickers as she writhed in pleasure, chasing her release even in her slumber. The sight was so fucking beautiful. And without a second thought, I pulled my phone out and flipped the camera to video to capture her fall. And only two seconds later, it got even better. “Seb,” she moaned, and I nearly came in my damn pants on the spot.

“Oh my God, you’re a fucking psychopath,” she screams, waking up with me on top of her, trying again to buck her hips to push me off. “I’ve been called worse, Hellion. Now, where were we? Oh yeah, you were knuckles deep in your dripping pussy as you called out my name.” Her jaw tightens, her teeth grinding as she stares up at me. “I was asleep, asshole, and I was clearly having a nightmare.” “Oh, it sounded and looked terrifying.” Trailing a finger down her chest toward her still bare tits, I whisper, “Your skin is still flushed from the fear.” “I hate you.” I smile. “I know, isn’t it fun?”

“I’m not scared, I just want you to leave me the fuck alone,” she barks. Her words might be dripping in venom, but we both know they’re far from the truth. “Oh yeah, you wanna tell your body that?”

I brush the barrel of her gun down the soft skin of her cheek. Her entire body flinches as the cool metal makes contact and her eyes narrow. “I didn’t put it there as a fucking sex toy, Sebastian.” “Maybe not, but I already know that a little gunplay gets you all kinds of horny.” Leaning forward, I brush my lips over the shell of her ear. “I haven’t forgotten a single second of our time together, Princess.” “You really should,” she seethes, “or I’ll start to think you’ve got a bit of an obsession with me. I already think you’re fucked up, and it’s going to get worse.” An obsession? I think it’s abundantly clear to both of us that I’m completely fucking addicted.

“I don’t need you. Remember that vibrator I mentioned? It’s fully charged and ready to go.” A laugh falls from my lips and the line between her brows deepens. “It’s funny that you think I’ll allow that to happen.” “You don’t control me, Seb. I can do what I want. It’s my body. My pleasure.” “Not anymore. It’s mine. All of it.” Spreading her wider, I drop my lips to her cunt before she can snap out a biting comeback. I lick up the length of her before sucking her clit into my mouth and nipping at her until she can’t hold her tongue any longer and squeals in pleasure. “Fucking hate you, Sebastian.” I chuckle against her and she moans, her hips rolling against my face, trying to get exactly what she needs. Dipping my tongue lower, I push it inside her, lapping at her juices and letting her taste explode in my mouth. Yeah. Obsessed doesn’t even come close to what this is.

“Oh fuck, please,” she begs when I pull back a fraction just before she’s about to fall. “Seb.” I laugh, brushing my lips over the healing skin on her thigh that bears my name. Fuck yeah. I give her five seconds to come down from the impending high before I start again.

I’m not ready for her to fall. When she does, I’m going to be so deep inside her that she’ll be able to feel it until this time next week.

He craves my hate, my anger, my violence. I get it, because I feel the same. His wicked moves, barbed comments, and brutal touches feed something dark inside of me too. This thing between us, it’s lethal. And if we’re going to continue with whatever this is, then one of us is going to end up burned. Badly. I kind of can’t wait.

He pushes the tip inside and my muscles clamp down, desperately trying to suck him deeper, but he holds still. “Who do you belong to, Hellion?” His thumb presses hard against my healing wound as he says the words, sending a bolt of pain through me. I growl, still not wanting to say the words. “Say it, or I’ll walk out right now.” I glance at the door, and he pulls back. My panic forces my lips to move before my brain has had a chance to make a decision. “No, no. Don’t. I’m yours. Yours, okay?”

My back presses against his shirt-covered chest as his lips find my neck. “Do you have any idea how good you look impaled on my cock? It’s almost like you were sent here just for me. For my pleasure.”

“Fuck. Fuck,” he grunts in my ear, his fingers brushing over my stomach seconds before they find my swollen clit. He pinches me hard as his cock swells inside me. “Come for me, Hellion. I want to feel you milking my cock as I fill you.”

“Maybe you should go and find your princess. Take it out on her.” His suggestion is seriously tempting. Or it would be if I hadn’t already convinced myself a good fifty times this morning that I was going to give her some space and see how long it took her to come crawling back to me, begging for a repeat of last night.

Glancing over my shoulder, I find that Stella is on her feet. I know exactly why, and something inside me sings that she’s jealous of the way I’m handling Teag. Stella literally melts beneath me when I wrap my hand around her throat, and I fucking love it.

“She’s no one,” she spits, clearly finding some fight now I’ve let her go. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Turning my back on her, I march straight up to Stella, not stopping until I’m close enough that her breasts brush my chest. My hand finds its way into her hair and she gasps in shock as I drag her head back, forcing her to keep eye contact with me. “She’s all yours, Hellion. Do your worst.”

Dipping my head, I lick up her exposed throat before sinking my teeth into her soft skin, revelling in her sweetness. I pause for a second and then release her and walk out before I end up doing something I’m not going to be able to come back from. Like kiss her.

“Girl, no wonder you’re all anyone can talk about. I damn near came, just watching that,” Emmie announces, thankfully dragging me out of the Seb haze I’d just lost myself in.

“What actually happened Friday night?” Emmie asks. “And don’t even think about feeding me with bullshit this time.” The bell rings, putting an end to our discussion. “Meet us at lunch and I’ll tell you all my naughty secrets. If you don’t hear the gossip before then.” “Oh, I’ve heard it all. I just want to know which parts are actually true.” “Probably all the worst bits.” Her eyes sparkle with excitement. “That’s what I was hoping for.”

When I woke from a fitful sleep full of dirty dreams involving the crazy things he does to me, my body was wound up so tightly I almost immediately reached for the vibrator in my top drawer. I have no idea why I pulled my hand back at the last minute. I want to believe it has nothing to do with the fact that he told me he was in charge of my body, my pleasure, but I think I’m only lying to myself.

“Why the fuck do you care, anyway? You hate me, remember?” “Yeah,” I mutter. “Can’t fucking stand the sight of you.” My body collides with hers a beat before her back slams against the wall behind her. Her skin is damp with sweat, her hairline wet, but hell if it doesn’t make me want her more. All the air rushes from her lungs as I surge forward, finally giving her what she’s been begging for and slamming my lips down on hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth.

Her body follows my lead as she loses herself in our kiss, the taste of her salty tears hitting my tongue. Needing more, I rip my lips from hers and run my tongue up her cheek, collecting up her tears and making them my own. “She’s gonna pay for this, Hellion. I fucking promise you that.” “Seb, please,” she begs.

“Come for me, Hellion. Let me hear you screaming my name again.” “Oh God,” she whimpers, her pussy trying to drag me deeper as I rub at her sensitive walls. “Seb. Seb,” she cries. Each time she repeats my name she gets louder until she finally falls over the edge. I watch her eyes slam shut and her lips part as pleasure covers her face, her pussy dragging my fingers deeper as she loses herself. “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come.” She stills for a beat and my heart jumps into my throat, dread washing over me. She can’t close down on me now. She just can’t. The second she opens her eyes and meets mine, I breathe a sigh of relief. “Fuck me, Sebastian. Make me forget my own name.” “Done.”

“Bingo,” I say, stuffing today’s knickers into my shorts’ pocket, a smirk pulling at my lips as she watches me. “Freak.” “Yeah, and something tells me you can’t get enough.”

“Don’t move them. And don’t close your eyes. You’re going to watch as I fuck you. See exactly what I do to you and how much you love it.”

“I never back down from a challenge, Hellion. I thought you’d have learned that by now.” I don’t give her a chance to prepare. Instead, I find her entrance and thrust deep inside, her slick pussy allowing me to be fully seated in one quick move. “Yes,” she cries, her hot hands slipping down the mirror a little as her eyes shutter. “Eyes, Hellion. I want your fucking eyes.”

“Come for me,” I bark, my hand coming down on her arse once more, making her scream as her pussy clenches so hard I almost blow my load without warning. I might be a cunt in many, many ways, but I’ll make sure she comes first tonight even if it kills me.

“Let me look at them.” Her brows furrow as she follows my line of sight. When her eyes come back to mine, they’re cold and hard, her mask completely impenetrable. I nod, accepting that there’s no other choice here than to leave. It’s right, but for some reason I don’t want to acknowledge it, it’s the last thing I want to do right now. “Fine. But don’t expect me to come running the next time life blows up in your face.” “Did I ask you to be here now? No. No, I fucking didn’t.”

“H-hey, um… I’m meeting Calli.” “Damn, and here I was thinking you were here for me.” He smirks, teasing. I take a step closer to him and look up through my lashes. “You know, it’s tempting, but you’re too pretty to have your face bashed in by Seb.” I pat him on the cheek patronisingly before slipping past him and into the house.

“I can feel you staring,” I snap. “That’s because I am.” I huff in frustration and he continues. “I know what’s hiding under that cheeky little skirt, Princess. I wouldn’t be a man if I didn’t imagine it.” “You’re a dog. Now fuck off, unless you want me to do your hair, too.”

“What is this place?” I ask when I slow outside the address Calli punched into my GPS. “Just a diner. I’ve been here a few times. It’s good.” “Fair enough.” I pull up into a space a little down the street and climb out of my car. “They’re already inside,” Calli says nervously, dropping her cell back into her purse. “Let’s go then.” Threading my arms through hers, I tug her in the direction of Marco’s.

“I-I don’t… I just want to forget it all,” I whisper. His eyes drop from mine and to my lips as I speak, and my heart rate picks up. When they come back up, the blue is significantly darker than a few seconds ago, telling me everything he’s thinking about right now. My chest heaves as I wait for him to win whatever internal battle he’s fighting, and when he does, my entire body sags in relief as his lips meet mine.

“N-no, you can’t,” Dad repeats, his words coming out between heaving breaths as if he just ran a freaking marathon. This isn’t the first time he’s caught me with a boy, far from it actually, yet he’s never freaked out like this before. “Why? It’s not like you usually care what I get up to,” I spit. “This… this is different. You can’t be with Toby.” The fact that he knows exactly who it is when he’s only seen the back of him is weird, but it’s nothing compared to the words that fall from his lips a second later. “He’s your brother.”

I look just in time to see the glint of my pink switchblade before it sinks into my stomach and pain explodes through my body. I glance up just in time to see a masked figure inches from me before everything goes dark and I’m thrown into the back of a vehicle. Something hits me in the arm after I crash to the floor. I kick my legs out to fight, pain shooting from my stomach before everything goes black and finally the world and all its bullshit fades away from me.