Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,163

in his eyes that swam just below the surface.

My legs bumped against something cold, and he caged my body in by placing his hands on either side of me. His mouth lowered, brushing against my throat while his silence unnerved me. His heated mouth moved over my throat, nipping the flesh as a soft moan escaped my lips.

Knox lifted me without warning, staring at me while something dark and dangerous passed behind his eyes. Possessiveness. His eyes promised me he fully intended to possess me and make sure I knew to whom I belonged.

“You looked at another man,” he accused, pushing my legs apart before he settled between them.

“You did the same thing with Eva,” I shot back.

“You think I want her, Aria?”

I swallowed, hating the tightening in my stomach at the idea of Knox wanting anyone else. I may not want him, but I didn’t want him with anyone else, either. It was selfish and pathetic, but it was how I felt. His eyes searched mine, and the smile that spread over his face pissed me off.

“I hate you,” I swallowed, gasping as his hands tightened on my thighs in warning.

“That’s not nice, now is it?” Knox chuckled, his lips closing the distance between mine. “Now I’m going to have to torture you, Little Lamb. It seems you need reminding of whom you belong to.”

Chapter Fifty-Five

Knox

Aria’s eyes studied me while I drove her to a heightened state of fear and need. The subtle line between them was so thinly drawn that it was hard to decipher one from the other. Her eyes grew hooded, and I hadn’t even fucking teased her yet.

My hand snaked up, wrapping around her throat to anchor her on the stone. When she reached up and touched it, her pretty blue eyes closed as a gasp of pleasure escaped her pouty lips that I wanted to taste.

Fuck if I didn’t crave those lips against mine or around my cock. I enjoyed watching Aria’s eyes fill with heat while I fucked that welcoming throat. Aria may be naïve in many things, but she knew what I liked, and she used it against me.

Her knowing tongue would draw swirls against my cock while that throat cradled the head, and within moments, she’d drain me and have me purring like a bitch. Not that I’d ever told her the effect it had on me when she’d done it in the mansion's basement in Haven Falls. No, Aria felt my pleasure and used it as a weapon to bring me to my knees, and fuck if I hadn’t lost it and come in her tight canal while she drank me down.

My hand tightened, and her pupils dilated with pleasure. For something so delicate, she enjoyed being manhandled immensely, which turned me the fuck on. I applied pressure, inhaling the scent her body released for me and me alone. She was already drenched with need; her body ached to be taken hard and fast, just like she wanted it.

She enjoyed pain, even though she’d never fucking admit it out loud or to herself. Aria was built for savaging, walking the fine line between pleasure and pain with me. She enjoyed the intensity of the fight before fucking. It was why she fought so hard, battling against need and duty.

This slip of a girl had men pining to fuck her, toss her down and take what was mine. Fuck that. I could feel the male’s eyes on us; smell his need as certain as he could scent her sex filling with arousal that belonged to me. Every fucking gods damned drop of her arousal was mine now.

“Who the fuck do you belong to?” I demanded, watching Aria’s eyes open as the fight burned within her.

“Fuck you,” she whispered, sucking that plump lip between her teeth to hide the sultry moan that fought to escape her tight throat.

Fuck that answer.

I lifted her thighs, watching her chest rise and fall with her breathing. I didn’t strike, didn’t pounce on the fact that I could smell her pussy filling with the need to be fucked. My nostrils flared, sucking in her erotic scent as deeply as I could get it.

“You want that other bitch? Go fuck her and leave me alone,” Aria snapped, dropping her knees apart with a silent invitation. Her expressive eyes flared in challenge, and I wanted to remind her what it felt like to be stretched by me, beneath me, where she came alive and roared like a ravenous bitch