My Dark Knight (gay biker romance) (Kings of Hell MC Book 2)

by K. A. Merikan

  Just like he could commit to being the VP of the Kings of Hell, even if that meant responsibilities and restrictions, he could stay faithful if he pleased.

  Elliot’s inquisitive eye met Knight’s gaze. “Are you saying you want a commitment?”

  Knight’s breath stuttered, and he stared back at Elliot for several seconds as the air heated from the vapor of their breath. “I’ve already made a commitment when I made a pact with the goddamn devil to keep you safe from Fane. Isn’t that proof enough for you?”

  Elliot sucked his lips. “It’s proof that you care for me.”

  “Yes. Yes I do, Elliot, and—” He absent-mindedly grabbed one of Elliot’s hands and quickly hid it in his palms when he sensed that it was cold like icicles clad in skin. “I don’t want you to leave me.”

  “And I don’t want to force you into a type of relationship you don’t want. I’ve learned I don’t want a serial killer, but I still believe it’s all or nothing. I’m ready to give you everything, but I don’t want to smother you either. Nothing would be worse than you resenting me.” Still, he squeezed Knight’s hand, and it felt so good to create that link between them again Knight exhaled deeply in relief.

  “You don’t know me well enough if you think I’d be coming after you to give you ultimatums. I-I am offering you what you’ve wanted all along,” Knight said softly, suddenly embarrassed by his own words.

  Elliot watched him as if something had changed on Knight’s face, but he no longer looked like a rabbit about to bolt. Beast was right. Making the commitment felt nothing like getting locked up. The awe and hope in Elliot’s one surviving eye, were everything Knight needed.

  “Knight…”

  Knight hit his breastbone with his fist several times in an attempt to ease the dull ache he felt there. Elliot was looking at him as if he were a hero. As if there was not a single flaw in him. “I mean... I think there’s freedom in making a choice. I loved all the excellent pussy and ass I was getting. But if I wanted to continue fucking other people, I couldn’t have you. And that wouldn’t work.”

  Elliot leaned closer, all choked up as he spoke, and Knight could already taste the kiss on his lips. “I missed you every single minute.”

  Knight grinned, but he felt so moved he couldn’t speak at first and just pulled Elliot close, relaxing against his warmth. “I’ve never met anyone like you. There’s loads of pretty people, but only one of you. Can’t let you go, can I?”

  Elliot hugged him tightly, and relief flooded Knight’s body, making him warm all over in this fridge of a trailer.

  “Never let me go,” Elliot whispered.

  It was so strange. Any other time there would be something warning Knight about not making reckless promises, but not today. He knew that Elliot was the one, even though he was a guy, even though Knight had never before felt ready to give up on sex outside his relationships. He just knew that he would never meet anyone so finely tuned with him as Elliot, and he was ready to sacrifice a part of his lifestyle for him.

  “I won’t. I love you.”

  Elliot kissed Knight under the jaw, and it was so sweet it made Knight’s body tremble. No girlfriend had ever made him feel this way. So cherished, so desperately needed. “I know.”

  “Ah, damn you. I didn’t have to say it after all. It feels so cheesy when you say it out loud,” he grumbled and rubbed his cheek against the top of Elliot’s head.

  Elliot laughed and hugged him tighter. “I love you too, if that helps with your embarrassment. I’ve never met a man before who not only turned me on with the violence he could enforce on the world, but was also always there to protect me.”

  Knight snorted. “I will have to protect you. We’ve already established that you trip over your own feet,” he said and poked Elliot’s nose with a wide smile. There was something so unbearably perfect in this moment that he wanted it to last forever.

  “And I’ll be doing more of that now that my depth perception is shit.” Despite his words, Elliot smiled back, without a trace of the guarded look that he usually sported.

  Knight laughed and kissed Elliot’s lips, rubbing his hands against his narrow, lovely hips. It felt like tasting sunshine, so Knight pressed closer, enjoying the sensation of just being together. Elliot’s slim arms wrapped around his neck, enclosing him in more warmth and making Knight wish they were back at the apartment at the clubhouse so that they didn’t have so many layers of clothing between them.

  He no longer had to worry Fane would force Elliot to bite him out of spite, or be self-conscious over a freaking ghost watching them fuck. Elliot was now his, and giving up on an open relationship was a small price to pay. The more he thought about it, the more relieved he was about his decision. As if suddenly the pressure of being ‘Knight the stud’ was off his shoulders.

  It had always been Knight’s thing to romantically focus on one person at a time and fuck around on top of that, but Elliot seemed to require so much more attention than any of Knight’s past girlfriends had that he couldn’t imagine straying to find excitement elsewhere. Elliot always kept Knight entertained, was always up for new adventures, and on top of that, just thinking about Elliot getting involved with someone else was making Knight’s brain boil over with jealousy.

  He wanted all of Elliot’s attention and was sure that with his promise of commitment, he’d be getting just that.

  “Sorry I made you doubt me.”

  Elliot curled his fingers in Knight’s long hair, as if he wanted to entwine himself with Knight as much as he could. “It’s okay. I know you won’t do it again, my dark knight.”

  Knight’s breath caught, and he captured Elliot’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His body flared with heat as he pushed his weight against Elliot, until they both came to a standstill. “Never. I promise I won’t let you down. I’ll make you proud of me.”

  “Oh, yeah? How will you do that?” Elliot pulled on Knight’s lip with his teeth, and even though he only had one eye, the smile in it was obvious.

  Knight grinned. “You want evidence? Now?” he asked and rubbed his closed lips against Elliot’s cheek. It too was so cold he wanted to wrap all of Elliot in the thickest of blankets.

  “I told you I’ve missed you. I couldn’t even suck your dick when Fane was in me.” Elliot fit so perfectly into Knight’s embrace. He wasn’t small, he wasn’t as skinny as when they first met, but his slim fingers and lithe body made Knight want to curl around him and keep him safe.

  But at the same time, Knight’s brain was already glitching with the image of Elliot going down on him. “Shit, babe, you’re absolutely right. And your slutty, delicious mouth bewitched me on day one. Remember? It happened right here,” he whispered, rubbing his thumb along the softness of Elliot’s mouth.

  Elliot licked Knight’s finger, and there was a devilish glint in his gaze. “It was so hot. I’d been wet-dreaming about it for weeks before it happened.”

  Knight’s face was hit by a flash of warmth, and the lucid sensation trailed all the way to his balls as Elliot briefly took his thumb into his mouth and sucked on it. “B-before?”

  “Hell yes. Big brawny biker with the face of a god… I looked for opportunities to see you again. Even when I was scared, when you walked me to my car handcuffed I was hot for you. Bad taste in men and all that.” Elliot slid his fingers between their bodies and squeezed Knight’s crotch.

  The mention of Knight taking Elliot away in handcuffs was both arousing and sobering, and Knight leaned closer, rubbing his groin against Elliot’s hand before speaking up again. “I would never, ever hurt you. You know that, right?”

  Elliot nodded immediately. “Even when I was a shit to you, when I tried to stab you, you were kind to me.”

  Knight smiled, but even as the warm feelings grew in his chest, he rocked his hips against Elliot’s fingers. “Maybe you should say thank you then?”

  Elliot bit his lip with a smile, and despite the injury still covered with bandages, he was glowing. He hadn�
��t been that way since Fane had entered his body, and seeing him this free again was worth a pact with the devil.

  “To my savior? Always.” He leaned in for one more kiss, but then didn’t waste time getting down to his knees.

  They were back where they started, in the cold trailer, and yet, everything was different. Elliot was no longer wary of Knight and touched him with confidence and tenderness rather than a greed originating from fear that this would only happen once. His beautiful black eye never left Knight’s face as he kissed his way down to the tenting at the front of Knight’s jeans. Knight bit his lip at the pleasure of watching him like this and gently rubbed Elliot’s scalp with his fingertips.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

  The smile Knight got for the compliment made Elliot’s vulnerable charm even greater. “I know what’s more beautiful.” He rushed to unbuckle Knight’s belt, and Knight couldn’t get over the relief of making the commitment to Elliot. He’d been hanging on to some idea of who he thought he was for so long that he could have missed out on this had he not come to his senses on time.

  “I mean, I could frame a picture of your face with my dick and carry it in my wallet,” Knight whispered as he watched Elliot open his pants and then release the hardening cock, which bobbed in front of Elliot, as if begging for touch.

  Elliot wasn’t one for waiting and took the cockhead into his warm mouth with a happy groan that sounded like relief. Like getting off the bike after a twelve-hour drive. He pulled away and looked up. “Go on. Take one.” He flattened his tongue against the underside of Knight’s dick as if he were posing.

  Knight choked up, whimpering from the pleasure of just watching it happen. It felt as if with those words Elliot caressed his balls without even touching them. Knight fumbled for his cell phone and quickly switched on the camera. “Oh, shit, babe. Such a shame I don’t have a record of the first time,” he said and shot a picture of Elliot half-smiling with Knight’s dick in his mouth. He then raised the phone higher to catch himself in the frame as well.

  Elliot suckled on Knight’s cock with so much devotion Knight toyed with taking a video too, but he was too caught up in the moment. Time would come for that. Elliot’s cold fingers tickled Knight’s stomach when they crawled underneath Knight’s T-shirt. All Knight dreamed of was burying himself in Elliot’s pliant body, so eager to always take all Knight was willing to give.

  “I had a massive bruise on my forehead the first time.”

  “Yeah, well, we want our star to look his best.” Knight chuckled and massaged the sides of Elliot’s head, letting himself go as the damp, smooth insides of Elliot’s lips took over, caressing his cock with so much tenderness he was already losing it. It felt so, so good to be with Elliot again and knowing that this wouldn’t be the last time.

  Even Elliot’s icy fingers didn’t bother him when it was his body heat that was warming them up. And it was all too easy to stay warm when Elliot was so good at sucking cock. His head bobbed as he let the cockhead dip into his throat now and again, making Knight bite his lips not to moan too loudly.

  Knight’s thighs trembled, and he needed to rest some of his weight against the nearby wall, because this was likely the best blowjob of his entire life. His whole body was immersed in the fire originating at his groin where Elliot’s expert mouth and fingers fueled Knight with a bottomless amount of heat. Within minutes—or maybe seconds—he couldn’t stand still. He rubbed his hand over Elliot’s hair as the single eye looked up at him each time the thick dick went into Elliot’s mouth, seemingly with no effort.

  “You’re a freaking wizard with cock.”

  Elliot pulled away to speak, but still had his lips caressing the painfully hard cock. “What’s your superpower? With those new hands of yours, can you reach into my soul and fuck me like that?”

  Knight shuddered. “Oh, fuck... I—don’t know. What if I hurt you by accident?” he asked, squeezing Elliot’s shoulders. He needed to kiss Elliot’s lips. And he needed it to happen now.

  “You could never hurt my soul, Knight.” Elliot left a teasing kiss on the tip of Knight’s cock.

  Knight hauled him up so rapidly Elliot crashed into Knight’s body, but then Knight pushed his tongue into Elliot’s mouth, and everything just melted inside his head. Elliot’s lips were a bit salty, and it made Knight shudder to know it was because his own dick had just been inside them. He didn’t even think before he pushed Elliot down to the bed.

  The scent of dust wouldn’t discourage him when Elliot’s legs wrapped around him. Elliot held on to Knight’s neck as the kiss intensified, but touching each other through clothes just wouldn’t do at all. Knight wanted in. He wanted to take everything Elliot offered.

  Frantic with need, he pushed his body on top of Elliot’s and yanked at his jeans, fruitlessly trying to pull them off without breaking the kiss. No matter how hot Elliot looked in the tight pants now that his body filled up a little, the struggle was hell, and Elliot reached between them to unbutton the jeans quickly.

  His trim body was made to be loved by Knight. So long and slim, not too hairy and yet definitely masculine. Knight wasn’t about to wait any longer because now his dick was leading the way.

  He pulled away only to flip Elliot over, and a groan escaped his lips at the sight of that pretty, smooth ass and the trembling thighs. Elliot spread them as much as the jeans at his knees allowed, and witnessing it made Knight’s cock twitch.

  “Bet that hole wants me to fill it two times over,” Knight whispered, enchanted by the way Elliot angled his hips and hopelessly rubbed his hands against the blankets under him. As if he couldn’t stand being without Knight’s dick inside him. Rubbing the trembling ass, Knight tried to keep his cool, but it was so difficult once he could see the dusky hole inside that tempting crack. He pulled the buttocks farther apart, exposing more of Elliot’s balls too, and at once he wanted to learn how to suck on them. But that would come another time. His cock throbbed so insistently in the cold air that he couldn’t guarantee he’d last through more foreplay.

  Elliot looked at Knight over his shoulder, all flushed, and with glistening lips that seemed to beg for more cock. “Yes, please. I want to feel you inside, on top, all over.”

  “You look so hot for it. Like it’s the only thing you live for,” Knight whispered and slapped Elliot’s buttock, watching the pale skin gain a bit of a rosy color. “Like you’re gonna die if you don’t get my dick.”

  Elliot’s moan was music to his ears and Elliot only arched his ass higher, making shivers trail down Knight’s spine at the sight. “Because I will. I love it when it throbs inside me, and you fuck me like no one can. It’s like my insides are melting.”

  The words, the tone in which they were spoken scrambled Knight’s brain, and he grabbed the first little cosmetic tube in sight. There were almonds on the package, so that had to mean it was a soothing product. Without thinking much, he squirted a large dollop of the thick, sweet-scented cream on his hand and rubbed some of it against Elliot’s hole. The fine hairs on Elliot’s buttocks tickled his hand, but he was so completely focused on the way his two fingers dipped inside the snug hole that each sensation joined a river of excitement that had Knight already humping Elliot’s jeans.

  “I’m gonna fuck you so hard the bed’s gonna break.”

  Elliot gasped when Knight’s fingers spread inside of him. “I don’t care. I won’t be sleeping here ever again.” He wiggled under Knight, arching to the touch, then pulling away from it, and Knight couldn’t wait to feel that same sensation on his cock.

  “No. No you’ll be sleeping in my bed, and at night I’m gonna wake you up so that we can fuck again. Because I can’t fucking help myself around you,” Knight whispered against Elliot’s ear. Overwhelmed by the fresh scent of Elliot’s body, he quickly rubbed the remaining cream over his aching cock and put it against Elliot’s anus.

  “I’m all yours,” Elliot whimpered, his hole eager to swallow Knight’s cockhead already.r />
  Even with all the clothes on, Knight could feel how Elliot’s body shivered under his, ready to take his dick. So plaint, so accepting, and devoted. He knew he’d be the center of Elliot’s universe from now on, and he fucking loved that. Fane was a long-forgotten memory, and from now on all of Elliot’s devotion would be Knight’s.

  “Then take me,” Knight said, pushing in, and Elliot’s body opened up without question. The sensation of his cock gliding into the slick, tight heat had him shivering on top of Elliot, but it still wasn’t enough, and he kneeled on the edge of the mattress, pressing his lover into the pile of blankets.

  It was perfect.

  Knight moaned when Elliot arched his ass, and his greedy hole swallowed more of Knight’s cock. Overwhelmed with desire, Elliot was such a pleasure to look at, even if he was still wrapped in the jacket, and scarf, and all the rest. He made an obscene picture, taking Knight’s dick with his jeans pulled down just enough to provide access to his ass. It spoke of urgency and desperation too great to waste time on taking off clothes or driving home.

  The cold air turned their breath into vapor and bit at Knight’s bared ass, but he couldn’t care less when Elliot’s body offered so much warmth in return. He sucked on Elliot’s entire ear while briefly cozying up to the soft buttocks. Flat against Elliot and knocking the air out of him, Knight felt like the king of the world and could want for absolutely nothing.

  “So good. You’ve got the best, tightest ass, babe...”

  Elliot moaned time and time again when Knight drove his cock into him. “Just for you,” he whimpered, curled up under Knight, and the promise only made Knight’s dick harder. He wouldn’t have to bear anyone else touching Elliot this way.

  Elliot’s insides throbbed around Knight as if trying to keep his dick inside, and when he went in all the way to his balls, Elliot squeezed his ass on it, making Knight lightheaded with the sensation.

  With his hands pushed under Elliot’s neck and chest, Knight somehow managed to lock their lips again, completing the perfection of their bodies merging together. Each thrust was short, deep, and to the point, and he could only imagine how the two of them looked—tied together like two wild animals, with Knight’s knees trapping Elliot’s, and his larger body completely covering Elliot’s smaller one. He bet Elliot wasn’t cold at all.