Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,19

land that prepared to be ravished beneath his endless torment.

“Let me in.”

“Pass,” I smirked, watching the anger rising to fill his gaze as he held mine. “I am so wet right now. Maybe I’ll get myself off while you watch. Would you like that?”

“We both know that you can’t come without me right now. Your heat is upon you, which means nothing short of me buried within that tight haven will get you off, Aria. Right now, your body pulses with need; a need so deep and extensive that nothing you do will ease the ache in your cunt. You need me. For this, you need me, and only me. You and I both know the truth of what is happening, and yet you think you’re strong enough to ignore it. You’re not. No one is. You’re in heat, and only I will touch you. Anyone else who attempts to ease your aching need will die by either your hand or mine. I care not which of us ends the life of the poor bastard that touches my woman. You’re mine and only mine. We both know that, too. You’re only prolonging your pain, Sweet Girl. It’s inevitable. You can’t fight your need any more than you can fight evolution. Now remove the fucking crystals so I can give you what we both need right now.”

“Come and get me if you’re man enough. Break the wards, and you can fucking have me,” I taunted, watching the muscles in his jawline clench as his throat bunched together, his need as great as my own. I smiled, lifting my skirt to show him precisely how drenched for him I really was. “Here’s the honey. Let’s see how you get through my magic to taste it, Knox. I crave your sting, and yet you’re all bark and no bite. Pity,” I stated, pushing my fingers through the wetness to lick one as he watched me, his eyes locking onto the tip of my finger as my lips wrapped around it, and I moaned loudly. “Pussy, it’s not what you’re having for dinner. I taste like you need to fuck me.” I dropped my skirt, stepping back as his smile turned cruel, and his features sharpened like he was fighting his creature for control. My fingers moved over the hollow column of my throat, and I slowly stepped back again, showing him that the crystals moved with me. “That’s what I thought, pussy.”

“Drop your spell and call me that again, Aria. I fucking dare you.”

“I’m horny, Knox, not suicidal.”

His smile was all teeth, promising blood with his bite. A shiver of unease snaked down my spine, and the temperature dropped as he silently watched me. He didn’t move, didn’t speak. His eyes told me what he’d do the moment he caught me, and damn if I didn’t accidentally want to drop the crystal’s protecting me and bend to that iron will he held over my body.

I craved to be beneath him, bending to his superior strength as he wrecked my sensibilities, forcing that animalistic need on me until I was nothing more than flesh and bones that knew no resistance and wouldn’t care that he feasted upon them. I trembled, shaking my head to dispel the imagery he was feeding me with his eyes.

“Who’s the fucking pussy now, Aria?”

Chapter Six

I stood just out of Knox’s reach inside the room. Silently scowling at him, and fighting the need rushing through me from the image he painted in my mind, vividly perverted, right down to the noises I would make if I let him have me. Stepping back, I turned to scan the space that Knox said held information. He was aware I was searching for something, but he had no idea what it was. If he had any knowledge of what I was after, he’d probably laugh at me and tell me I was insane.

Hell, even I thought I was insane for what I wanted to do, or planned to attempt since the chances of my success were a little over zilch.

I scrunched my nose as Knox smiled, folding his arms over his chest while the others patted him on the back as if he’d caught me. He hadn’t captured me, nor would he. I turned my back to him, dismissing them all as my eyes slid around the room.

On the far wall of the antechamber was the large, colorful feather plume. I ran my fingers over the glowing feather, watching in wonder as it