The Darkest Knight (The KNIGHT Brothers Book 3)

by Rhonda Lee Carver

  She toyed with the band of his underwear, stretching them far. “I hope that doesn’t disappoint you…me liking it a little rough at times.”

  “Not in the least.”

  “I didn’t think so.” Easing his boxers down just enough so that the head of his erection was uncovered, she salivated. His scent, spicy and masculine, made her crave him more. Blowing a breath on his tip, he jerked and moaned. “You’ve made me want you more than should be humanly possible.” She couldn’t wait to see all of him.

  Dragging his underwear down a bit lower, she took her time, exploring each tantalizing inch. She slid her tongue over the bulging, thick vein on the underside of his cock, following the swollen path until she reached his tip and licked the slit, only a flick to gather the salty dew. Desire bounced through her, making her nipples swell and her core tingle.

  He cursed under his breath.

  “If anyone knocks on that door, they’ll pay the price,” she said against his mushroom- shaped head. “Interruptions are becoming ridiculous. I’m beginning to understand why you love being out here alone.”

  “I’ll hang them up by their toes.” His voice shook. “Being alone didn’t include this. I like this, by the way.”

  “That makes me happy. Now let me make you happy. I’m a bit rusty, but I’m a fast learner. Don’t be afraid. I don’t bite, hard.”

  He moaned and quivered. “Damn!”

  “You need to relax, Seth You’re awfully tense.” She grinned, nibbling the underside of his erection very gently.

  “I think you’re getting a lot of pleasure out of teasing me,” he said in a throaty tone.

  “By all means, let me help put you out of your misery.” She tugged his jeans and boxers lower, he wriggled his hips to help in getting the obstruction off faster. Her mouth watered at what was to come soon and her nipples throbbed. Truth was, she was in a hurry to get her mouth on him, over him. Once his erection shot up in freedom, she fisted the thick girth and pumped him, measuring the length and the weight of him. He was solid steel in her palm.

  She couldn’t put this off another second.

  “You have to let me take control, Ranger. Problem?”

  “From your angle, does it look like I have a problem?”

  “Yes. A big one—an impressive one. I’m up for the challenge.” She wagged her brows.

  He chuckled, but the sound fizzled when she wrapped her lips around him. She sucked him deep until his head confined her throat. Shifting her chin, she glided her mouth to the very tip until engulfing him again. He groaned and jerked his hips. The fingers of one hand threaded in her hair, tugging lightly. With the other, he was holding on to the arm of the chair, digging his fingers into the material.

  “Amazing,” he whispered. “Fucking wonderful.”

  She moaned, causing his hips to shift forward and a deep groan escaping him. She grinned with him still deep in her mouth.

  Before long his moans transformed into raw growls and his thighs were bulging as well as the base of his cock. She swirled her tongue in that very spot, cupping his balls in her palm, gently squeezing and releasing. Over and over again until they too swelled.

  “Fuck!”

  “Oh, we’ll get there soon. I promise,” she muttered against his shaft.

  *****

  Seth looked down his body to where Reese knelt before him, her head bobbing in rhythm as she sucked his cock deep into her sweet, little mouth. Her cheeks caved as she went down his rod, using her tongue as a fringe benefit. He was going insane.

  He couldn’t believe where things were…how far things had come between them in such a short amount of time. If he’d known she was this good at giving head, he probably would have shot off in his jeans every time she smiled.

  She treated his cock with such care, continuing to lick, stroke, kiss, nibble and suck him into a frenzy, taking him through a morphing of the sweetest torture he’d ever experienced. He should have known she’d take him by the balls, literally, and slowly drag him into a fury. The saucy set of her chin, the glazed look in her eyes, and the evil sway of her delectable hips should have been warning enough. She was an enchantress set out to steal his soul. Her plump, moist lips moved over him, and around him with the skill of a woman who was staking her claim.

  Every link in his chain broke, destroyed. Every brick in the wall he’d built crumbled. He was a goner. Hell yeah. He wouldn’t mind.

  And then she did something indescribable and blew his mind with a little throat action. She hummed. The sound, as slight as it was, sent big tremors through his length to settle in his quivering balls. His muscles tensed, all the way down his legs to where his toes curled in his worn boots. He wasn’t even undressed yet and he’d been taken for the ride of his life.

  Sliding her mouth upward, he plopped from her lips. He balanced precariously between wanting her mouth back on him to tease him into release, and wanting to thrust inside of her, fast and hard. She had her own plan though. She kissed the tip of his head, stroked it with her tongue, then took a detour. Her lips and tongue were on his inner thigh, nibbling the skin lightly, then on his hips leaving a feather light kiss. She left a warm trail across his belly, twirling her tongue around the dip of his navel, all while rubbing her beautiful breasts against his cock.

  He was all for foreplay with her tits.

  He grabbed the pale mounds, flicking the hard nipples with his thumbs and moving his throbbing head over the plump pillows.

  “You’re driving me crazy, sweetheart.” The words came out on an exhale of breath.

  “You’ve been driving me crazy since the moment we met.”

  “Is this revenge?” He was holding on by a thread.

  “No. This is me, us, taking what we shouldn’t have denied all along.”

  He smiled and pushed her back, stood, and kicked off his boots. He followed with practically ripping off his T-shirt, jeans, and boxers, but not forgetting his wallet which he tossed to the nightstand. They’d need the condom he had stashed in there. When he was fully naked, he sat back down and she huddled herself between his legs again. He started to protest, but her lips wrapping around him stopped any rejection he might have had coming. She enfolded her fingers around his shaft and clasped lightly while using her tongue to stroke his erection. Her fingers caressed him, switching between feather touches to firm grips.

  Grabbing her shoulders, he pulled her upward until she stood before him. If he didn’t slam into her soon, he was going to go mad. He nuzzled his face against the sweet-scented skin of her stomach, kissing and licking a circle around her navel and flicking the diamond stud. He dipped his tongue in and out, mimicking what he planned to do with his cock very soon. He brought his fingers to her warm, moist pussy and slid his fingers along the crux through the lace panties. She was hot and ready, and he was verging on the edge of a need so strong he wasn’t sure he could harness it. Clutching the dainty fabric in his fist, he dragged the material down her thighs as the lace ripped, falling at her ankles. She kicked the panties to the side.

  Reaching for his wallet, he quickly found the condom and through a lust haze, he managed to get the sheath on without busting a hole in the rubber. Once protected, he grasped her hips and drew her closer. She positioned her knees on either side of him, hovering her core above him.

  “I’ve got to have you now, sweetheart.”

  She looked down at him, the promise in her eyes left him pondering where she’d been all his life. Two souls who were this connected should have linked long ago…but everything in its good time. He knew, without a sliver of doubt, he was in love. For the first time in his life, he had allowed someone to take residence in his heart. He cared for her with his entire body, with everything in him.

  He’d fight for her if necessary.

  He’d protect her with everything in him.

  Most importantly, he’d never, ever let her go.

  The reality of his emotions made his chest tighten, but soon he could think of nothing but the b
rilliant fervor in his body. She lowered her pussy to his head and he guided himself against her dripping cleft. As if to entice him even more, she swirled her hips, easing him slowly into her tight passageway. She was so damn tight, felt so damn good, he was certain he wouldn’t last long, but if his plan worked out, they’d have forever to make love.

  He lifted his hips, stretching her with his size, invading her soft depths. Little, erotic whimpers escaped her parted lips, her head laying on one shoulder, her hair falling down her shoulders and back in a satin curtain. He reveled in her beauty, the way her vagina clenched his cock. Lord have mercy! This could only be described as out of this world. Being inside of her brought a new meaning to perfection.

  He brought his hand to the back of her neck, drawing her down to kiss her. He slid his tongue along her plump lips as his cock took ownership of her body.

  With her bra still on, he suckled one hardened nipple, flicking his tongue along the lace covered breast. Then he gave the other breast the same attention. Dragging the material aside, he palmed her breasts, weighing the heaviness. He found the clasp and the damp material floated to her waist.

  A thousand years could pass and he’d still never get enough.

  *****

  Reese was lost in the pleasure of the astonishing sensation of having Seth inside her. He was a large man and filled her every inch, sending wave after wave slamming through her. His fingers were on her skin, his mouth on hers, and she could do nothing but wrap her arms around his neck and fall into the abyss.

  Her muscles fluttered, clenching him as she took on a faster rhythm with her hips, gyrating against him. With each stroke of him in her body, release drew closer.

  “Seth, I love this. Love the way we fit together so perfectly,” she moaned the words.

  He left a trail of kisses along her jaw, her neck, even lower to her aching breasts. She arched her back, bringing her breasts higher. He took the invitation and licked one tingly nipple, drawing the bud deeper into his mouth, evoking delicious spasms through her womb. At the same time, he slipped his hand between their bodies and found her clit, swirling the sensitive bead with his callused thumb. She jolted against him, and without embarrassment, she rode his finger, wildly, rubbing her crux against his knuckles.

  He became her everything. Her blood, her light, her desire…her heart that was beating rampantly against her ribcage. For that moment, time stood still. They weren’t two flawed souls, but instead had flowed into one body, connected.

  “Oh, Seth!” she cried out as her orgasm grew and flowed like honey.

  He was no longer holding back. With a jerk, he thrust his hips upward and the tip of him rubbed her insides. She bit back a scream as another spasm of release clutched her muscles, clasping her in an erotic hold.

  His groan vibrated her pussy and she squirmed.

  Once the spasms left her, leaving her aglow in its aftermath, she opened her eyes and looked at him. He was watching her, smiling—one she’d never seen before. He cupped her cheeks in his palms, and tenderly, lovingly kissed her forehead, her eye lids, the tip of her nose, and quickly on the lips.

  “This…was…amazing.

  “I agree.”

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  Tightening his arms around her, he picked her up, keeping their bodies connected, and he carried her into the bathroom. He gently lowered her to her feet. “Give me a second.” He rid his body of the used condom and tossed it into the trashcan. He noticed that she was looking at the shower. Angelina had renovated the large space to look like a mini spa. It was more of a joke because she always said he spent more time on the toilet than he spent eating a meal. One day he might share that tidbit with Reese, but for now, he didn’t want to break the mood embracing them.

  “Do you like?”

  “Yes. Angelina’s doing, right?” She smiled and it lit her eyes.

  “Yeah. I would have been satisfied with a hole in the wall.”

  “Good thing Angelina got a hold of this place first.”

  “How about we shower?” He enjoyed the thought of soaping her beautiful body.

  “Sure.” Her cheeks flushed slightly.

  “Aww, a bit of modesty still remains. What was that back there?” He referred to her unabashed moves, especially her mouth on his cock.

  “I had a dream of you and me showering together…I’m just remembering.”

  Turning on the water, he made sure the temperature was perfect, then he picked her up into his arms. She squealed, but it quickly turned into a moan of pleasure as he deposited her under the spray. He joined her and she scooted back into the large space.

  “Before now I always believed having a large, luxurious shower like this was a waste, but now I know how wrong I was,” she stepped under the water and it poured over her.

  He could imagine experiencing this every day of his life. Everything about her took his breath away, making him feel like he was getting a brand-new start. Reaching for the soap, he rubbed the bar between his palms, sudsing up real good. He couldn’t pick which part of her luscious body he wanted to scrub first. So, he started on her breasts because her nipples were thick and hard as if calling for attention. He slid his hands over the firm mounds, grinning when she sucked in a breath. Continuing his caress down her flat stomach, over hips and lowering to his knees to glide his palms along the toned line of her hot legs

  “I’ve never been washed before,” she said.

  “You should be treated like this all the time.” He found his way back up to her center, tenderly rubbing her groomed pussy. She leaned back against the tiled wall, her palms flat against the surface, her thighs quivering. “Tell me your fantasies, baby. What was your dream like?”

  “Y-you were between my legs.”

  He had an idea. “Sit back on the bench, sweetheart. Let me finish.”

  Following his request, she sat down, her legs tightly closed.

  “Relax. Now it’s my turn to take control. I will only bring you pleasure,” he coaxed.

  He lifted one foot, rubbing the high arch as she giggled, attempting to pull her foot away from his grasp. “I’ve never had anyone touch my feet.”

  “You’re ticklish, are you?”

  “Very,” she admitted.

  He lathered soap between her toes, her ankles, then turned his attention to her other foot, and this time he expected when she jerked, but he held her in his grip.

  She whimpered when he stood up, but he came back quickly with the shower head. He turned the knob and the water shot out in spurts. “Open up, sweetheart.” She did as he requested and when he directed the water on her pussy, she almost came off the seat. His cock instantly turned rock hard, but he refused to follow the need. He wanted to explore her, watch her expression as he brought her pleasure. Keeping the pulsing spray targeted on her treasure, he swirled the tip of his finger around her clit, urging the nub from its nest. He teased the bead until she was panting and arching her back.

  “Please, Seth.” She grasped his shoulders, pressing her fingers into his shoulders, nicking his skin with her nails.

  “Please what, sweetheart? What do you want?” he cajoled.

  “Seth. You know what I need.”

  “Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want and I’ll make it happen.” It was a weighty promise, but he planned to make it happen. No matter what she needed in the future, he would see that she got it.

  “Kiss me. Lick me.” She brought her hands up and entwined her fingers in his hair, tugging his face between her legs.

  He grinned. “I love this side of you.” He spread her legs wider and stared at her bare, beautiful pussy. The folds glistened and quivered in anticipation. She braced her heels on the edge of the bench and he wrapped his fingers around her ankles as he moved his shoulders between her knees.

  Seth couldn’t imagine wanting to do something more in his life. He touched his tongue to her clit and she jerked, a cry falling from her lips. She was primed and sensitive. He rolled his tongue over and between
her lips, enjoying the scent of her excitement. He nibbled and suckled, blowing raspberries on the trembling lips. Her juices flowed thicker.

  “Do you like this?” he murmured against her.

  “I love it!”

  “I love how you’re so responsive.” He stroked his tongue from top to bottom, lapping up every inch and bit of precious cream her body offered. He continued his endeavor until her chest heaved up and down, her body shook, and her hips gyrating. He read her signals and knew she would orgasm.

  He molded her breasts under his palms, tweaking her nipples, rolling them between the pad of his fingers. She shuddered and whimpered, her legs came up and over to lay on his shoulders. Her heels pressed into his back. She rode his face, rotating and shifting, leading his tongue exactly where she wanted it. Her fingers dug into his scalp, pulling on him. And then her release came, spilling over his lips.

  *****

  “Wow! Just wow!” Reese couldn’t come up with a more creative word to describe what they’d shared. His head was cradled on her stomach and she threaded her fingers through his wet hair.

  “I’m glad to be of service.” He chuckled.

  “Now, why didn’t we do this sooner?”

  “Fear held us back.”

  She realized he was entirely right.

  He stood, replaced the nozzle attachment and she watched him wash his body. He started on his hair, giving it a good scrub. Then he ran his soapy hands down his muscled body and some of the spasms returned low in her belly. She found they showered together so easily, like they’d been doing it for years. They were comfortable together and she’d never trusted anyone more. Oh wow! I trust him. Her heart pinged.

  Seth turned the water off and she started to move, but he didn’t give her the chance. He lifted her in his strong arms and stepped out of the shower with the strength of a powerful man.

  He lowered her to her feet, and her toes sank into the plush rug. She didn’t expect what would come next…

  Seth took the softest, thickest towel she’d ever felt and rubbed her body dry, even between her legs. His gentle handmade tears fill her eyes. No one had ever treated her with such care and kindness. She almost felt like a princess, and every woman deserved to feel like one at least once. Her mind wandered back to the letter Angelina had written him. Did Seth still want a princess?