Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,158

hand, feeling it jerk as my hungry mouth craved to taste the saltiness of his cock against my tongue.

“Something is wrong, Little One.” Knox’s tone mixed with worry as lust grazed over my flesh, tightening around my nipples to thump against my clit painfully.

“You’re not in me. That’s what is wrong, My Love,” I whispered, watching his attention move from me to slide through the cave. When he didn’t free his cock, I pouted, which made his lips curve up at the corners.

“Obviously, something is really wrong, Aria. You’re pouting over me, not throwing you onto the ground and fucking that dripping cunt that I can smell luring me. That’s not you.” Knox grabbed me, pulling me against him as my throat tightened. He pushed my legs apart and moved his hand to the hem of my skirt, lifting it to slide his fingers through the arousal flooding my sex. “Bloody hell, woman,” he groaned, finding my core soaked with the need for him to drink me, lapping with his talented tongue against the desire threatening to consume me. “You need to pull it back before I lose control. Do you understand me?” I rolled my eyes, stepping away from him to move deeper into the cavernous underground room.

At the entrance, I turned to look at Knox, watching him suck his fingers clean with a smile on his generous mouth. My pulse spiked before sliding to the midnight-colored eyes that sparkled with fiery embers burning in their depths.

“Do I taste good, Monster?” I whispered, and he smiled around the finger.

“You taste like sin and trouble. I want to eat you until you scream my name, begging me for mercy. I fucking crave you, Little One. I crave the need to wreck you, to taste you when you come against my lips. I crave the sound of your cries as you come so violently on my cock it becomes painful because your body needs me deeper, knowing you don’t even understand why. I crave to fuck that fight out of you, to fuck the happiness you felt with us buried deeply within your tight cunt when my creature and me made you a woman.”

My body grew flushed with need, and I purred huskily for the beast who stepped forward, sliding his hands over my hips before lifting me against him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my fingers through his hair until the song stopped, swallowing past the heaviness in my head.

“Can you hear me?” Knox asked, and I nodded while blinking rapidly. “Something is wrong.”

“Obviously, but this is sort of hot,” I admitted, watching his eyes turn back to the startling blue that indicated he’d tamed his monster for the moment.

“Honestly, so was your dirty mouth telling me how much you wanted me buried inside your tight body. It doesn’t change that something is making you ravenously needy, woman.”

I swallowed audibly, and the dimple in his cheek appeared. I wanted to kiss his dimple, to memorize it with the look of happiness burning in his pretty oceanic depths that promised to swallow me beneath the storm churning in them.

Instead, I slid down his body, narrowing my eyes on the wall. “It’s the sounds creating the song in the cavern. It’s a spell of some sort, a lullaby that calls to me. It made me shed my inhibitions and lower my guard. It’s dangerous to hear it so close to you,” I admitted, dropping my stare from the fire raging in his eyes.

“Why? Because it made you want to fuck me?” he asked softly.

“That’s exactly why,” I admitted, moving away from him and down a staircase that led into the darkening cave.

The deeper we walked, the more the crystals pulsed on the ceiling and floor of the cave. As the cave grew wider, it forced us to follow a set of narrow stairs that led down until we reached water once more.

The water turned to the same color as the outside pool, sea blue of the deepest, wildest depths that made me think of Knox. Walking through a narrowed passage, we emerged in a large room that held an altar in the middle of a round platform. Around the platform’s edges were five female sculptures, each one clutching a colored sphere in a raised hand. The other hand of each statue pointed toward the middle of the platform as if something had once been there.

Each of the five different-colored spheres represented the five elements.

Amethyst for lightning.

Carnelian for fire.

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