Ashes of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms #2) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,97

with the intensity as pleasure rolled through me nonstop.

“Good girl, Aria,” he crooned, lowering to rest his forehead against mine without removing his hand from either location. He peered into my opened soul he’d bared to his heady gaze, grinning, “You’re so fucking wet that I want to bury my face in that magical cunt of yours and drink it until you beg me to stop.”

Fingers slid through the slick arousal, pushing against my naked flesh. Knox closed his eyes, fighting for control. His jaw clenched with the effort it took to gather the will to win the battle he waged.

His hand moved, and his mouth crushed against mine, capturing the loud growl escaping his lungs with my lips. I slid my hands through his hair, holding his mouth against mine, kissing him with a need that we both felt as the world faded to background noise and melted away.

It was a kiss that left me boneless, sending the butterflies within my belly into flight. His hand lowered, pulling my skirt down even as he pushed my thigh up to rub his thumb over the sensitive inside.

His thick cock pressed against the sensitive nub, and he growled against my lips at the sound of my moan that exploded, captured by his greedy lips. Knox pulled his mouth from mine, smiling. I cried out at the loss of his heat when he lifted back, staring down at me through hooded eyes.

“I missed you too, Little Monster,” he whispered raspingly. His words were coated in thick gravel that grated on my nerves, pinching my nipples until they throbbed for him to suck their swollen tips between his teeth. “But I’m so going to punish you for making us both wait for what we crave. You also kissed other men, and that isn’t something I will allow to continue. I can smell that mutt on you, Aria.”

I didn’t speak, not even when crunching sounded all around us. Knox peered up, watching his men surrounding us as he still held me on the ground in submission. Knox lifted my hands above my head once more, staring into my eyes as someone grabbed my wrists, applying something metal and cold around each one.

I shivered as my strength weakened, and something shot through me, something… wrong. It was as if they’d splashed ice water over my face, waking me from the haze Knox had induced when he’d marked my shoulder.

I gasped, fighting for air as he studied me, even as worry flashed in his eyes. I exhaled a shuddering breath, and he mirrored it before glaring down at me, as if he, too, was awakening.

“You could have fucking died, woman,” Knox whispered, helping me to my feet before turning me to stare up the cliff we’d come down. Before I could say anything in my defense about our suicidal romp down the sheer rock face, he walked me toward the cliff he’d prevented me from jumping over, and grabbed the back of my hair, holding me over it. I screamed. My hands lifted to his hold on my hair, forcing myself back toward his massive body. “If you are ever that reckless with your life again, I will chain you up and throw away the fucking key. Do you understand me?” he demanded harshly. “I expect a fucking answer, Aria!”

“I understand, Knox,” I swallowed past the chattering of my teeth as what had almost happened hit me.

Over the edge of the cliff was a sheer drop that continued down to blackened earth below. There was nothing to break my fall if I’d gone over, and I would have if he hadn’t caught me and thrown me back before I’d succeeded. I trembled as the reality of my stupidity hit me.

I hadn’t expected to have to run this far, because I hadn’t expected him to jump off a battlement blindly, or follow me down a slate cliff to catch me.

He was a fucking king, and they didn’t follow bitches over perilous jumps or into raging rapids. It was like law, or some shit that they had to remain protected!

Knox turned me toward him with anger etched in his tone, but there was something in his eyes that tugged at my heart. He was worried at how reckless I’d been with my life, and that I’d almost died trying to escape him.

I nodded silently, watching as he slowly released the anger, pulling me against him while he cupped my cheeks, and fought past whatever was happening within him.

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