Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,91

he licks my lips before biting down on my lower one. His hand loosens enough for me to suck in air before it tightens again. He licks where he bit, and when I roll my lip in, I can taste my own blood.

“Thought you didn’t care and you don’t want me, remember?” I tease breathlessly.

“Mine,” he growls and bites my neck, making me moan.

I laugh and he grips my throat and smashes my head back, making me grin as he glares at me. Even now, it seems like he’s fighting himself on whether he wants me or not.

“Prove it.” I grin and reach up to his shoulder, dragging him closer.

Stroking down his back, my hands brush against where his wings meet his skin and I stroke it. He groans, thrusting against me.

“Vasculo,” he warns.

He squeezes my neck harder and glares at me, while I bring my hand around and skate it down his body until I cup his hard cock in my hand. Dots appear on the edge of my vision as he cuts off my air, thrusting into my hand at the same time. Leaning closer, he bites along my shoulder before growling and reaching out, ripping my shirt down the middle so my bra is exposed.

He grabs one of my breasts and squeezes hard, and my mouth opens, trying to draw in a breath to moan. He yanks down the cup of my bra and sucks one hard nipple into his mouth, laving his tongue over the still sore bite marks from last night.

Swapping to the other side, he sucks that nipple into his mouth before pulling back and blowing on it. My vision is seriously fading, but I refuse to fight him. He wants that, he wants an excuse for me to push him away. Instead, I pull him tighter with my arms and legs.

Even as I can feel myself passing out, I hold on until, with a growl, he rips his hand away and I suck in air, then he smashes his lips to mine. Groaning into his mouth, I inhale his breath as he tangles his tongue with mine. He yanks his mouth away and drops me to the floor, spins me, and pushes me into the bookcase with a bang.

Gripping the shelves on either side of my head, I moan when he kicks my legs open. He reaches around, unbuttons my trousers, and pushes them to my feet before tearing away my panties. Bare before him, I shiver in need. Loving this.

“Yes,” I moan, pushing back into him.

He grips my hair again and turns my face so he can see me. “You ever touch him like that again and I will rip his beating heart from his chest,” he threatens, and I push back again.

He slams me into the bookcase, the pain mixing with the pleasure as his other hand reaches down and cups my bare pussy. “I mean it.”

“I know,” I gasp, rubbing against his hand.

“And they say I’m the crazy one,” he murmurs, kissing my shoulder lightly as his finger delves inside me, teasing before pulling out. He rubs my clit and has me gasping and moaning in no time, but he pulls away again. Keeping that orgasm out of reach.

He growls and pulls me away from the shelves, and then throws me over his shoulder as he mists across the room. Draping me over the desk, my ass in the air, he grips my hips and drives into me in one smooth move.

Moaning from the pleasure, I grip the edges of the desk and push back, meeting him thrust for thrust as he hammers into me. His hand grips my hair and forces my head up until I notice the window behind the desk. You can clearly see us in the reflection, and I cry out as both of our eyes light it up, our bodies shining as he blurs, fucking me.

Each thrust has me moving forward, the friction rubbing across my breasts, and I soon build back up. He reaches between our bodies and flicks my clit before leaning over me and fitting his body against mine, licking up my spine before biting the base of my neck. I gasp, my eyes nearly closing, but I blink in shock when I spot Nos at the doorway.

His white eyes light up in the reflection, making me cry out as I come, loving that he’s watching us. Griffin comes with a yell, his bite getting harder, making me shout out again as