“I’m the fucking King, Aria.”
“I don’t give a shit that you are the king, Knox. Unless you intend to force me and rape me, you’re not fucking me. I said no.”
“I could easily make you want me.”
“It wouldn’t matter how you achieved it,” I whispered thickly, fighting angry tears. “I said no, and I meant it. No matter what my body does, I don’t want to fuck you.” I wasn’t ready to have sex with anyone, not even him.
“You’re not leaving this tent without my scent on your flesh. You are in a breeding cycle, and every male within fifty miles of you can smell your dripping cunt screaming its need to fuck. The only way to prevent you from being raped is to place my scent on your flesh.” His eyes searched mine, and he grunted, slowly taking a long drink of the whiskey before placing it on the table, steepling his fingers in front of him. “I’m trying to prevent someone else from forcing you to do what your body willingly wants to do to sate its needs. I’m trying to protect you, Aria.”
“Can you just tell them I’m not some feral bitch in heat? Tell them you forbid them from raping me like one! You are, after all, the fucking King, aren’t you?”
“You are a feral bitch in heat. Every man here is under my protection. I am their king and have vowed them my protection. You, on the other hand, are a prisoner of war. One I have not offered to protect from my men, nor will I offer it. Not unless you’re mine in all aspects of the word.”
“Then find another way to make it happen, Knox,” I whispered, standing to move to the cup he’d refilled.
His heated stare slid down my naked body, feasting on every inch before sliding back to my face. I moved to the table, lifting the mug between my hands to drink as he observed me. The intensity in his gaze sent my ravens soaring into flight. Every part of my soul wanted to cave to the baser needs his smoldering look promised—all of me except for, of course, my heart.
“You think it is that easy?”
“You just need your come to be inside me, right?” His eyes lifted from my exposed body to lock with mine, and he nodded. “Then use your fucking hand and make it happen.”
“I’m not using my fist to protect you from your own stubborn ass, Aria. You want it, take it from me,” he snorted, sitting back in the chair as a sardonic smirk played on his lips, and challenge flashed in his eyes. His arms rose, folding behind his head while he stared at me in challenge.
I licked my lips, drawing his attention. I chugged the last of my whiskey before standing and moving back to the brazier, frowning. Exhaling slowly, I rubbed the back of my neck, which forced my other hand to my shoulder, brushing my fingers over the raised scar his teeth had left there.
His mark offered comfort, and that wouldn’t change no matter what I told myself. I’d given Knox my back, dismissing him before I said something stupid or made him angrier. My eyes closed, realizing my mistake. I fought for strength, preparing to face the heat in his eyes again.
Spinning around, I found him standing directly behind me, which caused me to take a step backward. He grabbed me by the waist, yanking me against his body, preventing me from backing up into the brazier’s open flame and knocking it over.
His ocean eyes held a storm of emotion in their angry depths, threatening to drown me. I walked to the bed when his hands released me, but he grabbed my neck with one hand, pulling me back as his mouth crushed against mine. His other hand cradled my chin, making it impossible to escape his soul-crushing lips.
Knox didn’t just kiss.
He devoured me like a delicacy he would never taste again. His tongue parted my lips, and he kissed me as if he might die if he didn’t. I moaned against his mouth, placing my hands against his chest.
I lifted on tiptoes, unable to fight the assault of his mouth as he took me to heaven with the way his tongue dominated mine, demanding obedience as it dueled for ownership. His hands held me confidently, as if he had every right to hold me in this place and time.
When Knox kissed me, the world quieted around us. The sounds of our breathing echoed through us. It became the only sound that mattered in a world filled with screams.
He made my body heat with need, desire rushing to the forefront, dispelling all coherent thought. I felt the corner of his mouth tilting into a grin, and I knew he was aware of his effect on me.
He lifted me against him, never removing his lips from mine as he walked me to the bed and carefully set me down on its edge. He kneeled before me, and I continued kissing him until it became a choice of breathing or continuing to kiss this untamed creature, claiming me with an intensity that excited and created fear within my soul.
I started to pull away, but his hands cupped the back of my head, holding my mouth in place as he growled deliciously against my lips. When Knox finally managed to break the kiss, it was to search my eyes for any signs that I was willing to give in to the need we both felt. His thumb traced over my kiss-swollen lips, staring at them as they parted, sucking it between them. I slid from the bed to kneel before him as he stood.
Knox didn’t speak right away. He just stared at me on my knees, gazing at my lips that were closed around his thumb. “You look so fucking pretty on your knees, woman,” he growled and then smiled as my teeth sank into his flesh. If he felt pain, he ignored it smiling down into the defiance burning in my eyes. My tongue slid around his thumb as his jaw tensed, clenching with need while he watched me suck on his wounded thumb.
The coppery tang of his blood danced on my tongue as he withdrew his thumb, tracing it over my lips. I licked them clean of his blood, glaring at him as his smile turned cold. Freeing his cock, he pushed against my lips, demanding I open for him.
“You bite my cock, and it will be the last thing you ever do, Aria,” he warned, and then hissed as my tongue snaked out, drawing small circles on the velvety tip, moaning as the taste of his pre-cum hit my taste buds.
My hands wrapped around his thickness, lifting it against his belly, allowing me to kiss the underside’s sensitive ridge. His lips parted, and he moaned, watching me lavish his cock with attention. I kissed my way down his shaft, licking the delicate edge while locked in his heavily hooded stare.
Smoldering heat banked his depths, and he studied my lips as my tongue jutted out, lapping against the bead of cum, causing something animalistic to flare within me. My lips wrapped around his cock, taking him into my mouth.
He watched, pushing loose silver strands of hair away from my face, brushing his knuckles over the hollowed portion of my cheek. I sucked against the saltiness of him. I moaned around him, and he smiled darkly at my reaction to the taste of his need.
He grabbed the chain that held my cuffs, lifting them over my head to rest on my back, forcing me to teeter on my knees. He slid his hands through my hair to the back of my head. I continued working him deeper, slowly. Holding my head firm, he pushed into my throat hard, watching as my eyes widened from his thrust’s savage. Knox didn’t stop, forcing me to relax my muscles to accommodate more of him in my throat’s tight channel.
“Come on, Aria, you can do better than that,” he taunted, closing his eyes, and he forced more of his cock into my throat, swallowing around him. “Good girl. Such a greedy little thing, aren’t you?” He shoved in deeper, and I gasped around him.
I cried out, gagging, and he smirked darkly as he went further, deeper into my throat while water trailed from my eyes. He wasn’t gentle about it, and I wasn’t sure if I cared either.
The sounds escaping his lips made me want to hear more of them, to hear his weakness. I brought him to his knees with my mouth, enjoying his pleasure. Each moan sent him deeper until finally, he withdrew, and I wiped the drool he’d caused away with my arm.
Lifting me to the bed, he stared at my body with a carnal look of ownership, creating a mass of emotions that slid straight to my clenching core. Before I knew his intentions, he yanked the chain around my wrists beneath my belly and shoved me onto the bed with my ass up and fully exposed.
I tensed, which didn’t go unnoticed. I started to move away, but he stopped me. Panic slowly rose, threatening a scream to rip from my lungs. Then he purred, and I calmed.
“I won’t fuck you unless you tell me to do so,” he growled, sensing the problem. “But I’m going to make this pussy sing for me. I want to taste you dripping down my face as you come on my tongue, woman.”
He spread my legs slowly, exposing my needy core to his hungry stare. His fingers brushed against my opening, slowly dancing over the arousal he’d created. Two pushed into my body, and I cried out at the fullness they created.
My body clenched against them hungrily, hearing his pained groan as I took what I needed from him. I felt his heated gaze on where my body greedily accepted what he offered.
Knox pushed another finger into my core, and I slowed my movements, adjusting to the fullness of it. His other hand moved to my clit, slowly rubbing soft circles against the swollen nub. My head rested on the bed, smothering my cries into the fur covering it while he stretched me full.
My legs spread further apart, and I moved faster while he turned his fingers to go deeper into my cunt. His thumb and forefinger pinched my clit, and my head lifted as a soft cry of pleasure ripped from my throat.
He withdrew his fingers from my core, and I felt his heated mouth before his tongue slid against my pussy. When he tasted my arousal, the noise he made was almost enough to send me sailing through the heavens. Knox lifted my legs as he settled behind me, savaging my cunt without mercy as he devoured me. His tongue slid from one end to the other, slowly lapping against my pussy until I was gasping and crying out as he used his tongue to fuck me.
I was stuck, helpless to escape what he did, my arms pinned beneath my belly. He held my legs apart, devouring my aching need until I screamed, unable to stop coming as his throaty laughter rumbled against my pussy.
Knox didn’t stop. Instead, he went harder against my opening, pushing his fingers into my body. I moaned, and took what he gave me. Finally, his assault lessened, and he turned me over, licking my arousal from his lips and fingers.
“I don’t know what I love more, Aria. The sound you make when you come, or the pleasure I find when making you come.” He smirked as I opened my mouth, but only a moan slipped free from my throat.
Kneeling on the bed, he lifted me and dropped me onto the pillows. He sat back, slowly stroking his cock with one hand and parting my legs with the other. He pushed my knees up as his smoldering stare dropped to the sleekness of my flesh, smiling as he found me soaked from his mouth and fingers.
Settling between my spread legs, he leaned over, staring at my body as it twisted to touch his. He touched my cheek, and his mouth brushed mine as he growled hungrily. I chased his kiss as he pulled back, watching me try to reclaim his hungry mouth.
He secured the chain connected to my wrists in his hand, holding my arms above my head. Knox lowered his mouth, nipping my bottom lip between his teeth. His other hand slid down my body slowly, pausing at my breast to tweak the hard peak between his fingers, rolling it as I panted from the pain and pleasure.
He pulled back, staring down between us as he adjusted himself to rub his cock against my center. The friction sent pleasure rushing through me. We locked eyes at the sound of my sultry gasp, feeling every pass over my clit as his cock rubbed against it, uncaring that he knew how turned on he had made me.
His forehead rested against mine briefly before lifting back. I started to bring my legs together, but he stopped me by pushing them apart. Knox lowered his mouth to the inside of my thigh, brushing his lips over the sensitive flesh with feather-soft kisses.
Knox teased and taunted me as he moved his hungry mouth around my sex while leaving it neglected. His heated breath teased my aching cunt as he refused to go where I needed him most. His hand held both of mine by the chain, using it to secure them against my stomach. I tried to direct his mouth where I wanted him. Dark, husky laughter vibrated against my thigh.
“Knox,” I whimpered, rolling my hips.
His eyes lifted to hold mine, lowering his mouth, and slowly dragging his tongue through the arousal coating my sex. I cried out loudly. When he reached my clit, he sucked on it, pulling his teeth over the sensitive nub threateningly. My body was already begging for another orgasm, needing him to give it what it wanted savagely.
He was slow, calculated, and everything I didn’t want. I needed him to lose control, to release whatever control he held to become the animal that I craved. I wanted him to release his beast and devour me until I came undone against his heated mouth.
Knox didn’t. Instead, he played with me, running the tips of his fingers against my opening. Slowly, he pushed their tips inside me before withdrawing them, teasing me until I was crying out with the need to come.
Knox slowly leaned back, freeing my hands as he grabbed his cock. I slid my hands down to my core, rubbing against the place I wanted to feel him the most. Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes to the sensation, pushing my fingers into my core.
Suddenly, Knox grabbed my hands, pressing them against my stomach, before slapping my clit as I cried out in surprise.
“You fucking look at me when you touch your greedy cunt. Understand me? If you look away from me or break eye contact, you won’t come again tonight.” I shivered, letting the dominance in his tone slither through me as I nodded. He slapped my flesh again, smiling as my eyes grew hooded as he rubbed my clit to lessen the pain. “You answer me when I speak to you, Aria,” he warned.
“Yes,” I whispered thickly, rubbing my need against his fingers, and his attention diverted to the arousal he had created.
“You like it when I’m rough, don’t you?” I nodded, dropping my legs open, inviting him to punish me more, daring him to continue, while I remained silent. “Bloody hell,” he groaned, dragging his hand over his mouth as he watched me lift into a sitting position.
“Lay down, Knox,” I ordered in a sexy tone, covered in a layer of need.
His eyes flashed as if he’d never been given an order or had anyone tell him what to do. His abdomen muscles tensed, and I lifted my brow as he continued to stare at me. Smiling, I leaned forward, grabbing his cock while holding his gaze, slowly stroking it as he tensed, never breaking eye contact. I tried to wrap my fingers around his girth but failed.
“Lay the fuck down, King Karnavious, so I can help you come for me.”
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Knox swallowed hard, causing his jaw to tense, narrowing his eyes to slits as he canted his head to the side. Glaring, he moved to the bed, laying on his back and placing his hands behind his head, daring me to follow through on my taunt.
Silently, I took in the sheer beauty of his hard, perfectly sculpted body. My fingers slid over his powerful thighs while his attention remained on my face.
The man was all muscle and toned flesh. My hand slid to his cock, wrapping my fingers around it, kissing the underside as his body tensed, locking eyes with mine as heat pooled in their depths.
I held it up, using my knees to push myself forward to lick the tip of him, and he gasped, studying me with an undiscernible look burning in his eyes. I took him in my throat, moaning as his salty pre-cum danced over my tongue. My hands stroked his need while my mouth worked the tip until he groaned, giving me more power than he realized.
Pushing up from the bed, I stepped over him, smiling down at the look of hunger in his expression. Knox didn’t move. He didn’t offer to help me lower my body from the precarious height. I slowly straddled his hips, setting my core against his silken cock.
I shivered visibly at the desire in his eyes as he dragged his needy gaze down my body to where my pussy stretched against the tip of his hardened cock.
“You could just drop your hips and let me fill your needy cunt full, and give us what we both need and want.” The tone of his voice was a sexy mix of lust and dark desire that echoed through me. I slowly began moving my hips. He hissed, dropping his gaze to my pussy that
was caressing his cock and painting him with my arousal.
“I could, but I won’t,” I whispered huskily, moaning as his cock repeatedly rubbed against my clit.
I lifted my hands, playing with my breasts, and my eyes closed, pretending it was his hands caressing me. My body moved slowly, teasing while pleasuring us both. Every rock of my hips caused his cock to brush against my clit, taking me closer to the edge I was trying to send us both over.
My hands lowered, moving down my stomach, and my eyes opened, finding his locked onto the path my hand took, watching as my fingers found the swollen nub and his eyes lifted, finding mine locked with his. He growled his approval, removing his hands from behind his head to touch me.
He gripped my hips, watching my face while he controlled the speed of my body until I was trembling, grinding against him, and holding his stare brazenly.
Knox rattled, and my body drenched with arousal that he used, sliding my pussy faster against his cock until the orgasm threatened to consume me. He laughed the moment I would have reached a climax, smiling at the way my body trembled from the denial. Knox’s hands stalled, watching my fingers smooth down his chest, tracing the tattoos that moved with his breathing.
I leaned over, bracing my hands on his abdomen, placing soft kisses against his stomach that tensed beneath my lips. Slowly, my tongue tasted his flesh, kissing each raven on his chest until I reached his nipple. Lifting my eyes, I watched him studying my tongue, enjoying the way it felt against his flesh. I was his softness, and he was the silent strength allowing me to learn his sharp edges.
My tongue traced over his nipple, flicking the puckered flesh before I nipped it hard. I sucked it playfully, slowly rocking my pussy against his cock while his eyes heated further still. He was panting, his mind on nothing else than the path I took to reach his lips.
I enjoyed the hiss that escaped between his teeth, biting his nipple harder, kissing it as his eyes lifted to hold mine once more. I chuckled as his eyes grew heavily hooded with lust. Leaning against him, I pulled on his bottom lip with my teeth before sliding my mouth to the pulse on his throat. Suddenly, he rolled me beneath him, his elbow wedging against my throat as I gasped.
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