to be inside me, right?” His eyes lifted from my exposed body to lock with mine, and he nodded. “Then use your fucking hand and make it happen.”
“I’m not using my fist to protect you from your own stubborn ass, Aria. You want it, take it from me,” he snorted, sitting back in the chair as a sardonic smirk played on his lips, and challenge flashed in his eyes. His arms rose, folding behind his head while he stared at me in challenge.
I licked my lips, drawing his attention. I chugged the last of my whiskey before standing and moving back to the brazier, frowning. Exhaling slowly, I rubbed the back of my neck, which forced my other hand to my shoulder, brushing my fingers over the raised scar his teeth had left there.
His mark offered comfort, and that wouldn’t change no matter what I told myself. I’d given Knox my back, dismissing him before I said something stupid or made him angrier. My eyes closed, realizing my mistake. I fought for strength, preparing to face the heat in his eyes again.
Spinning around, I found him standing directly behind me, which caused me to take a step backward. He grabbed me by the waist, yanking me against his body, preventing me from backing up into the brazier’s open flame and knocking it over.
His ocean eyes held a storm of emotion in their angry depths, threatening to drown me. I walked to the bed when his hands released me, but he grabbed my neck with one hand, pulling me back as his mouth crushed against mine. His other hand cradled my chin, making it impossible to escape his soul-crushing lips.
Knox didn’t just kiss.
He devoured me like a delicacy he would never taste again. His tongue parted my lips, and he kissed me as if he might die if he didn’t. I moaned against his mouth, placing my hands against his chest.
I lifted on tiptoes, unable to fight the assault of his mouth as he took me to heaven with the way his tongue dominated mine, demanding obedience as it dueled for ownership. His hands held me confidently, as if he had every right to hold me in this place and time.
When Knox kissed me, the world quieted around us. The sounds of our breathing echoed through us. It became the only sound that mattered in a world filled with screams.
He made my body heat with need, desire rushing to the forefront, dispelling all coherent thought. I felt the corner of his mouth tilting into a grin, and I knew he was aware of his effect on me.
He lifted me against him, never removing his lips from mine as he walked me to the bed and carefully set me down on its edge. He kneeled before me, and I continued kissing him until it became a choice of breathing or continuing to kiss this untamed creature, claiming me with an intensity that excited and created fear within my soul.
I started to pull away, but his hands cupped the back of my head, holding my mouth in place as he growled deliciously against my lips. When Knox finally managed to break the kiss, it was to search my eyes for any signs that I was willing to give in to the need we both felt. His thumb traced over my kiss-swollen lips, staring at them as they parted, sucking it between them. I slid from the bed to kneel before him as he stood.
Knox didn’t speak right away. He just stared at me on my knees, gazing at my lips that were closed around his thumb. “You look so fucking pretty on your knees, woman,” he growled and then smiled as my teeth sank into his flesh. If he felt pain, he ignored it smiling down into the defiance burning in my eyes. My tongue slid around his thumb as his jaw tensed, clenching with need while he watched me suck on his wounded thumb.
The coppery tang of his blood danced on my tongue as he withdrew his thumb, tracing it over my lips. I licked them clean of his blood, glaring at him as his smile turned cold. Freeing his cock, he pushed against my lips, demanding I open for him.
“You bite my cock, and it will be the last thing you ever do, Aria,” he warned, and then hissed as my tongue snaked out, drawing small circles on the velvety tip, moaning as the taste of his pre-cum hit my taste