Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,8

spine for him when he got too close. He saw my nipples pebbled against my top, and those fucking lips slid into a knowing grin. He isn’t oblivious to the signals my body exposed. If I were a song, I’d be the one he wanted to replay on repeat.

Knox didn’t speak, but the purr escaping those sinful lips rumbled through me. It reverberated off my clit, bounced to my nipples, and slid to my womb, awakening it with the promise of fulfillment. His eyes told me he’d enjoy breaking me, and mine said to bring it, daring him to dance with me. Knox’s mouth opened, revealing serrated teeth, causing my jugular to pulse with the need to bare my throat to his beast.

His nostrils flared, inhaling my scent as his body rippled with power. His chest rose and fell with silent breathing, and yet I knew it wasn’t rage rushing through him. It was need; a need so raw and undiluted that I smiled, unable to stop it from spreading across my lips as my eyes fluttered closed while I drank his scent deep into my lungs. I loved his smell, the dark spices mixed with male, driven by that deadly hint of darkening desire that caused my body to clench with anticipation anytime I caught a whiff.

“Aria,” he growled huskily, slowly letting his attention slide down my battered body. His eyebrow lifted, telling me he wasn’t happy to find me hurt.

Those sexy oceanic-depths slipped back to lock with mine as he held his hand out, no doubt expecting me to be struck stupid enough by desire to place mine into his. I smirked, watching as his body rippled with something deadly, reminding me that this man was more beast than human.

“Knox, you smell… delicious.” I bounced on my feet, needing him to slam his body against mine as he wrote his tag of ownership within me. I didn’t dare take my eyes off of him. The moment I did, he’d have me pinned against the wall, with that glorious cock of his buried in my heat. I’d be screaming his name like a prayer I couldn’t say enough times until we became nothing more than beasts in human clothing.

It wasn’t need.

It was a primal demand.

I wanted him, and he wanted me.

I was the sickness; he was the cure.

I was the chaos, and he was the storm.

Together, we’d destroy each other and enjoy every moment.

Knox had hurt me, and I’d hurt him. I didn’t care if it was wrong. It wasn’t about anyone else. It was just how we met as beasts on a need so primordial that others wouldn’t understand or even process that we were just… right when others would say it was wrong.

“Do I?” he asked, narrowing his eyes on me, dropping to my hands where my nails had pushed free. “Why can’t I smell you?”

“Because you’re not even on the same level as me right now,” I chuckled darkly, canting my head to the side, watching as he stepped forward. I stepped back, slipping through the portal to stand in a meadow filled with glowing flowers.

“You know that I will catch you eventually,” he growled through a deep rumble, unable to hide the lust entering his tone. “I tire of this game, little girl. When I finally catch you, that look burning in your eyes will become a fire that will leave us both in ashes.”

“I keep waiting for you to catch me, but you never do. If you tire of the game, you change the game you’re playing. You don’t get mad at the other person for your failures,” I taunted, trying to force him to come through the portal.

The desire to ride him had me wired. It was as if being this close to Knox made me into something else. I could feel his eyes, their scorching trail of heat as they slid down my body. My skin prickled, acknowledging every inch he surveyed.

Knox smirked wickedly, watching how I moved like an addict craving a fix, bouncing from foot to foot with pent up energy. Lust created need while his eyes promised me pain, sending excitement burning through my veins. His nostrils flared, trying to figure out what was happening to me as he licked his lips. I purred at the memory of that tongue buried in my body as he purred back, sending vibrations rumbling through me from within, hitting my clit. His tongue skills were something ordinary creatures probably hadn’t mastered or