Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,66

and I mirrored the noise without thought or effort.

“Aria?” he asked sleepily, his hair wild from sleep. He blinked down at me in surprise and unease. “What the hell? How did you get in here past the guards?” His voice was thick and raspy from sleep, causing my body to respond to the sound as it scraped over my nipples.

Knox’s eyes searched mine, and I smiled, lifting my lips to touch against his. He pulled back as I rested my head against the pillow where he’d placed me. Raising my legs, I ran my feet against his thighs, purring loudly as he blinked in confusion. Arching slightly, I rubbed my body against his, feeling him rising against me to answer my needs. I loved that the slightest contact between us created a response of carnal, visceral, red-hot need that demanded precedence over our emotions.

“Hello, Knox.”

“What the fuck, Aria?” he rasped huskily.

“Shut up, and fucking kiss me, asshole,” I laughed huskily, lifting my mouth to his again. He removed his elbow, crushing his lips against mine, kissing me until wickedly dark desire lit within me.

His kiss was toe-curling, causing a moan to build in my lungs, only to be captured by his hungry mouth. He rocked his hard arousal against my needy core, growling against my mouth as he devoured my moans, lifting his hand to hold my jaw in place when I moved to get air into my burning lungs.

I whimpered as his erection slid against my clit, sending a red-hot rush of need echoing through me violently. He chuckled at my response, biting my bottom lip as he rocked his body, knowing my need was absolute, and he was the cure that would end the ache I was enduring.

“Gods damn, woman. You’re so fucking hot when you’re beneath me,” he snarled, pulling back, forcing me to chase his lips to claim them. He held me against his form before lifting me with him as he sat on his haunches.

My legs wrapped around his waist, and my fingers slid through his hair to hold him where I wanted him. I devoured his lips like a starving creature that only desired the taste of him, and would die without it. He laughed darkly against my mouth, breaking the kiss as he yanked the dress over my head, shucking it aside. Fingers bit into my flesh, rocking my hips against the bulge in his sweatpants as heat swelled within me.

It was good to know he wore his sweatpants when I wasn’t around too. I was convinced they were purely there to make my life a living hell from refusing him. Knox’s hands slowly slid up my sides, threading his fingers through my hair before he dragged it back, exposing my throat to his ravenous mouth. His nose rubbed against the thundering pulse at the base of my neck, slowly rocking his hips against where my body rubbed wantonly.

The simple action of his touch sent a gathering of heat through me, causing butterflies to erupt into flight within my belly. I moaned the moment his mouth kissed my pulse, sucking the flesh between his teeth and lips as he growled hungrily. He pushed me down onto the bed without warning, crushing me against it with the weight of his lengthy frame.

A storm played in the ocean-blue depths of his gaze. He easily secured my hands above my head, dropping his mouth to the valley between my breasts, peppering me with frenzied kisses. His knees pushed my legs apart, uncaring that the simple lace panties still prevented his entrance. His fiery mouth trailed over my sides, slowly tracing my tattoos with his tongue. I’d imagined doing the same to his ravens a thousand times before.

“I knew you’d come to me.” He lifted his smoldering eyes to lock with mine, smiling wickedly hot, before clamping his teeth over one nipple, sucking it between his teeth, and I hissed as they scraped against my delicate flesh. “Fucking hell, you melt for me so perfectly, woman. You’re so responsive to my touch.”

“You’re cocky, Knox,” I whispered, arching into his mouth, parting my legs to feel his steel against my softness.

His teeth nipped, and I gasped, trembling against the raw desire he created in my system. Knox was a storm that grew and unleashed devastation in its wake. The man could make you feel like the most treasured thing in his world one moment, and nothing in the next.

He chuckled low, lifting while tightening his hold on my