Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,118

pussy.

Knox didn’t stop. Instead, he went harder against my opening, pushing his fingers into my body. I moaned, and took what he gave me. Finally, his assault lessened, and he turned me over, licking my arousal from his lips and fingers.

“I don’t know what I love more, Aria. The sound you make when you come, or the pleasure I find when making you come.” He smirked as I opened my mouth, but only a moan slipped free from my throat.

Kneeling on the bed, he lifted me and dropped me onto the pillows. He sat back, slowly stroking his cock with one hand and parting my legs with the other. He pushed my knees up as his smoldering stare dropped to the sleekness of my flesh, smiling as he found me soaked from his mouth and fingers.

Settling between my spread legs, he leaned over, staring at my body as it twisted to touch his. He touched my cheek, and his mouth brushed mine as he growled hungrily. I chased his kiss as he pulled back, watching me try to reclaim his hungry mouth.

He secured the chain connected to my wrists in his hand, holding my arms above my head. Knox lowered his mouth, nipping my bottom lip between his teeth. His other hand slid down my body slowly, pausing at my breast to tweak the hard peak between his fingers, rolling it as I panted from the pain and pleasure.

He pulled back, staring down between us as he adjusted himself to rub his cock against my center. The friction sent pleasure rushing through me. We locked eyes at the sound of my sultry gasp, feeling every pass over my clit as his cock rubbed against it, uncaring that he knew how turned on he had made me.

His forehead rested against mine briefly before lifting back. I started to bring my legs together, but he stopped me by pushing them apart. Knox lowered his mouth to the inside of my thigh, brushing his lips over the sensitive flesh with feather-soft kisses.

Knox teased and taunted me as he moved his hungry mouth around my sex while leaving it neglected. His heated breath teased my aching cunt as he refused to go where I needed him most. His hand held both of mine by the chain, using it to secure them against my stomach. I tried to direct his mouth where I wanted him. Dark, husky laughter vibrated against my thigh.

“Knox,” I whimpered, rolling my hips.

His eyes lifted to hold mine, lowering his mouth, and slowly dragging his tongue through the arousal coating my sex. I cried out loudly. When he reached my clit, he sucked on it, pulling his teeth over the sensitive nub threateningly. My body was already begging for another orgasm, needing him to give it what it wanted savagely.

He was slow, calculated, and everything I didn’t want. I needed him to lose control, to release whatever control he held to become the animal that I craved. I wanted him to release his beast and devour me until I came undone against his heated mouth.

Knox didn’t. Instead, he played with me, running the tips of his fingers against my opening. Slowly, he pushed their tips inside me before withdrawing them, teasing me until I was crying out with the need to come.

Knox slowly leaned back, freeing my hands as he grabbed his cock. I slid my hands down to my core, rubbing against the place I wanted to feel him the most. Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes to the sensation, pushing my fingers into my core.

Suddenly, Knox grabbed my hands, pressing them against my stomach, before slapping my clit as I cried out in surprise.

“You fucking look at me when you touch your greedy cunt. Understand me? If you look away from me or break eye contact, you won’t come again tonight.” I shivered, letting the dominance in his tone slither through me as I nodded. He slapped my flesh again, smiling as my eyes grew hooded as he rubbed my clit to lessen the pain. “You answer me when I speak to you, Aria,” he warned.

“Yes,” I whispered thickly, rubbing my need against his fingers, and his attention diverted to the arousal he had created.

“You like it when I’m rough, don’t you?” I nodded, dropping my legs open, inviting him to punish me more, daring him to continue, while I remained silent. “Bloody hell,” he groaned, dragging his hand over his mouth as he watched me lift