Deviant King: Royal Elite Book One
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“Talk to me,” Aiden’s fingers dig into my hair and he undoes my bun, letting my hair fall to my shoulders.
“I hate it.” My voice trembles. “I hate so much water.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I wish I knew.”
“Then let’s talk about something else.”
I open my eyes the slightest bit, my breathing still ragged. “Like what?”
“Like how you celebrated with the guys earlier when I was sitting right there.”
I chuckle. “Are you being jealous right now?”
“I’m stating facts.”
“Right.” I jab his shoulders. “Besides, I didn’t agree to be your girlfriend yet.”
His arms tighten around my waist in a vice-like grip. “Titles don’t matter, the only thing that matters is that you’re mine. Stop acting like you aren’t.”
“And you stop making me distrust you.” I palm his cheeks. “I want to trust you, Aiden, I really do, so help me out.”
With me on top of him, he plunges in the water. I shriek when I’m drowned to my neck.
“Damn it, Aiden. This isn’t the way to help me trust you.”
“Shhh.” he soothes as my limbs shake. “Trust me.”
I hold onto him with all my might because if I don’t, I’ll be left to the merciless water.
“Aiden…” I warn.
“Just imagine that it’s only us here.”
“I can’t.” The water is about to swallow me. Those hands will keep me down. I won’t be able to breathe or —
Aiden’s lips press against mine in a slow, dominant kiss. His fingers thread into my hair as he continues his relentless exploration.
Fear is the least of my worries as he trails his lips to the hollow of my throat then to my transparent rosy nipple through the soaked white cloth. He bites down on the hard tip, and I moan, my head tipping back.
He divides his attention between my two breasts; sucking, biting, and teasing.
His free hand pulls my boy shorts down until he finds my aching pussy. My head falls on his shoulder where the water barely reaches his collarbone.
His fingers find my folds and he rubs up and down before thrusting inside me with two fingers at the same time.
“Oh, God,” I breathe into him.
“Relax,” he rasps into my ear, working me faster.
I mentally order my body to loosen the tension.
Then, Aiden is kissing me again and it’s like an aphrodisiac. I thread my fingers into the back of his wet hair as I kiss him back with complete abandon.
A different tension builds inside me and I let go. I cave into Aiden and come in a wordless cry.
But he’s not done.
No.
He backs me against the edge of the pool. My back hits the cold tiles and he wraps my legs around his waist as he thrusts inside me.
I gasp, holding onto his shoulders. He kisses me wildly and with untamed frenzy as he pounds into me. My arse hits the tiles with each of his merciless thrusts. The water intensifies the friction at one second and takes it away the next. It’s like a game.
“Aiden…” My nails dig into the rippling muscles of his back.
“What is it, sweetheart?” he grunts against my mouth.
“I… I…”
He wraps his hand around my throat, and something inside me cracks.
I come at the same time as his thrusts turn wild. He pulls almost completely out of me and then pushes back in.
When he softens inside me, I hide my face in his neck, tears rimming my eyes.
Aiden just took a scary place and turned it into a happy place.
I palm his cheeks and kiss him as he carries me out with my legs wrapped around his waist.
Chapter Forty-Four
For weeks, the six of us watched football together. Even Kim has become a regular in our nights at the King’s mansion.
Sometimes, Levi and Astrid would join — when Levi doesn’t have a game.
Aiden still didn’t take me to the ‘Meet Up’ but he promised to.
During all the time we spent at Aiden’s place, we bonded over football — the only thing we all love.
I learnt how goofy Ronan actually is. How passionate Xander can be and how cool, but enthusiastic Cole is.
And Aiden.
Damn Aiden.
Since that night in the pool, he’s been taking each of my phobias and turning them into an erotic bliss. Once, he snuck into my room, turned off my night lamp and jumped me in bed. I was so wet and came within seconds.
Another time, he took me hard and merciless against a table in the basement near his indoor pool. I couldn’t think about how closed off the space was or how I’d suffocate to death inside it. All I could feel was the shattering pleasure as he rammed into me from behind.
We had sex in the pool so many times, I lost count.
While all that pleasure washed away the fear, it was only temporary.
I still wouldn’t set foot near a pool, a basement, or the dark if Aiden isn’t holding my hand or carrying me in his arms.
That strangely sounds like trust.
Do I trust Aiden?
I want to. God, I really want to extinguish whatever little distrust I have for him. It doesn’t help that he always resorts to his manipulative ways whenever he wants something.
Aiden will never stop snatching what he wants just because he can.
When Jamie, a rugby player, asked if we can tag along for an assignment, I agreed.
Aiden, being his usual jerk, told me to say no.
When I didn’t agree, he just walked away. A day later, Jamie apologised that he won’t be able to do the project with me.
Later, I heard that Jamie’s rugby gear was ruined and his place in the team was also under jeopardy for alcohol addiction.
It didn’t take a genius to know who was the reason behind it. When I faced Aiden about it, he said, “The sorry fuck shouldn’t have looked in the direction of what’s mine. Besides, he needed a wake-up call to play rugby without polluting his liver.”
“What are you? Rugby police?” I asked.
His eyes darkened in that way that made my thighs clench together in both dread and anticipation. “Now you prefer rugby over football?”
“I’m a Football girl, but that’s not the point. Stop being a jerk to everyone.”
“I’m not a jerk to everyone. I’m a jerk to threatens what’s mine.”
He even posted a pic of my back view as I snuggled in his lap during a game night with the caption ‘Football girl’.
After that incident, and a few others where Aiden and his pack of wolves shut out anyone who breathes in my direction, it’s like I’m being hated all over again.
Only now, it’s for a different reason. They hate seeing me with Aiden and the rest of the football crew. The queen of haters is Silver, but she’s been keeping her claws hidden.
I don’t like the smugness she has on her face whenever she brushes past me and throws one of her ‘peasant’ taunts.
After school, I’m bummed that Aiden has practice and won’t be able to drive me home.
Since Aunt and Uncle work today, I was planning on him staying the night and forcing him to watch a crime thriller with me. I don’t know when I moved on from pleading with him to leave to where I want him to spend the nights.
Everything is a process with Aiden. It’s not easy to look past the surface, but when I do, I can clearly see the little gestures. Like the way he always puts me on top when we sleep. How he prepares breakfast when I wake up. How he runs long hot baths for me. Even his crude night and morning texts can be sweet sometimes.
He’s slowly but surely crumbling any wall I’ve been keeping around my fragile heart.
I even followed him back the other day on Instagram.
Truth is, I never had a choice about whether or not I should let him in. Aiden barged right in and carved his comfy place in my chest.
The thought of plucking him o
ut brings a taste of bitterness and horror.
On my way to the car park to meet Kim, my phone rings. I grin like an idiot when Aiden’s name flashes alongside that picture of our first kiss in Ronan’s house. He changed it for me, but I didn’t remove it.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in practice?” I ask.
“The keyword being ‘supposed’. Coach will kill me if he finds me talking on the phone.”
“Then go. I don’t want you killed.”
“It’s worth it if I get to hear your voice.”
I dig my teeth into my bottom lip to stop myself from grinning like an idiot.
“Where are you?” he asks, his voice dropping a range.
“Heading home with Kim.”
“Don’t let her stay the night. I’m coming to stake my claim after practice.”
“Didn’t you stake your claim already?” Still smiling, I walk slower than needed, kicking imaginary rocks.
“Not even close, sweetheart. I need to stake my claim some more just in case. I don’t like feeling threatened.”
“Oh, the mighty Aiden King feels threatened?”
“If you keep insisting on having the guys watch the games with us, damn straight I feel threatened.”
I chuckle and press the back of my hand against my mouth. “They’re your friends.”
“Disposable if they threaten what’s mine.” He sounds dead serious when he says it. “If one of those fuckers put their hands on you again, I’ll break it and their legs so they can kiss their last football season goodbye.”
God. He’s an anomaly.
Sometimes, I feel like Cole, Ronan and especially Xander poke his possessive side just to see him act out. They’re used to the calculative, albeit calm version of Aiden. His carefully tucked monstrous version is frightening, but they want to see it anyway.
“King!” Someone shouts in the background.
“It’s Coach.” Aiden releases a sound between a mumble and a groan.
“Don’t get killed.”
“Not when I have a claim to stake.” He chuckles. “See you later, sweetheart.”
“See you,” I say back but he’s already hung up.
I’m still smiling to myself as if I lost my mind — which wouldn’t be wrong considering that I have feelings for Aiden.
It’s screwed up and wrong, but it’s true.
I walk to the car park, trying to convince myself that I won’t cave and wait until after his practice, or even watch from the wirings like some of the fangirls.
It’s not that I’m above being a fangirl, but I need to study before I lose not only my heart, body and soul to Aiden but also my future.
“You promised, Uncle.”
My feet come to a screeching halt at Silver’s agitated voice. I hide behind the corner leading to the car park and peek my head.
Silver stands near a shiny black Mercedes with… Jonathan King?
His broad, tall frame towers over her. He’s wearing a three-piece black suit all complete with diamond studs. Silver looks pristine as usual in her pressed school uniform and designer shoes.
“Keep your voice down,” Jonathan says in a firm, authoritative tone.
“You said she’ll be gone. You said Aiden will dump that little bitch Elsa in a heartbeat. Obviously, he hasn’t. If anything, he’s doting on her more than ever.”
My nails dig into the stone as I register the load of information. Aiden told his father he’ll dump me?
“Silver, Silver. Didn’t your father teach you the tactic of luring before attacking? A prey is ought to fall harder when she trusts she’s not in danger, not the other way around. That’s what Aiden has been doing all this time. Luring the prey. Now that she trusts him, her fall will crush her apart.”
My breathing hitches and the itch starts beneath my skin. I grip the straps of my backpack and turn to leave, not wanting to hear anything else.
They’re lying.
They’re both lying.
“How can you be so sure, Uncle?” Silver asks.
I come to a halt despite myself, my fingers trembling around the strap of my backpack.
“Elsa’s parents killed his mother. The only reason Aiden has ever looked in that monster’s direction is to make her pay for her parents’ sin.”
Jonathan and Silver continue talking, but I’m not hearing a thing. My feet carry me in the opposite direction, but I’m not seeing a thing.
The colour has drained from my cheeks and my heart slams against my ribs, wanting out.
Out.
Out!
I trip and fall, but I stand back up again. Something burns in my knees but it’s nothing compared to the itching burn beneath my skin.
It’s like I’m igniting from the inside without fuel or even fire.
I trip again, but this time, a hand clutches my arm and steadies me. I push whoever grabbed me away. They’re asking something, but I can’t hear anything over the loud buzz in my ears.
My unfocused gaze stays ahead, I’m already in the school, walking God knows where.
I need to go to the pitch and ask Aiden to tell me that what I just heard is a lie.
That his father is mistaken. That my parents didn’t kill his mother.
That he didn’t approach me for revenge.
I will destroy you. He told upon our first meeting.
No. No. No...
My feet falter as I find myself at the edge of the pool. Everyone but the football and rugby teams have left for the day so it’s empty and dark except for the blue water.
What the hell am I doing here?
I turn to leave, but a strong hand pushes me. I fall, shrieking.
The sound is drowned when I’m swallowed whole into the water.
Everything turns black.
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THE END
The story continues in Steel Princess. Pre-order here.
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What’s Next?
Thank you so much for reading Deviant King! If you liked it, please leave a review!
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You can read Levi King and Astrid’s story in Cruel King which is included in the Noble Savages Boxset.
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Next up is the continuation of Aiden and Elsa’s story in Steel Princess.
Release date: December 12th.
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Blurb
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The princess isn’t supposed to dethrone the king.
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Elsa
He said he’ll destroy me, and he did.
I might have lost the battle, but the war is far from over.
They say it starts with one move to dethrone the king.
No one mentioned he’ll yank me with him on the way down.
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Aiden
If Steel’s little princess wants a war, then war it is.
There’s only one rule: my rules or none at all.
By all means, show me what you got, sweetheart.
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Acknowledgments
Deviant King is so special to me. It was a story that haunted me night and day. The characters never left my head and continued visiting me in my dreams, demanding that I wake the hell up and write them.
Aiden and Elsa aren’t just characters for me, they spoke and still speak to me louder than any characters I wrote before. They brought out something inside me that I never experienced before. It’s a connection and a tight bond. Like you, I itch to get to know Aiden and Elsa. I daydream and dream about them. I have a full board filled with little thoughts about them.
I can’t wait to dive into them one more time. It can be suffocating. It can be haunting and dark, but it’s always thrilling and touches me deep and hard.
I hope you’re ready for the continuation of Aiden and Elsa’s journey as I am!
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As usual, I want to thank Mr K for being my number one supporter and my
rock.
Thank you Annabelle for being there despite the injury. Get well soon!
Nora, I wouldn’t have done this without you, honey.
My betas, Linda, Wendy, Darlene, and Christy. Thank you for all the support!
To every blogger, bookstagrammer, and reader who showed Deviant King love. Thank you a million!
Also By Rina Kent
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Ruin
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ROYAL ELITE SERIES
Deviant King
Steel Princess
Twisted Kingdom
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DARK HIGH SCHOOL BULLY ROMANCE BOXED SET
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About the Author
Rina Kent in an English author who's constantly parading between France and North
Africa due to her studies and her husband's demanding job.
When she's not packing suitcases or hopping from one plane to the other, she's busy whipping her characters to shape.
Since a young age, Rina has been obsessed with storytelling and flawed, edgy characters. Her heroes are often killers and anti-heroes and her books are always sprinkled with darkness, angst, violence, and lots of heat.
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