I absolutely hated the words moist and dripping, yet both words were terrifyingly accurate for describing what he did to my pussy. A mere look, or the sound of his sultry voice like gravel, scraped over every nerve ending until my cunt dripped for him. He was a bastard for knowing how he affected me, and I was a masochist for craving him the way I did.
“Lay down. Spread your legs, show me what belongs to me, and I promise to devour it endlessly for hours. I won’t leave you in a heap of blood and bones, but I will leave you boneless, and craving the feel of me buried in that tight, heated sheath that even now clenches from the memory of how it felt stretching while I wrote my name on your insides.”
“Damn,” I swallowed, and my nipples grew hard with need, pushing against my top’s fabric. My spine arched subtly, and my legs tightened together. I hated that Knox knew I was considering his offer. The triumphant look burning in his eyes forced a sultry purr to escape my lungs, finding purchase through my lips, opening as my tongue slid over them. “That was smooth, asshole.”
“Not as smooth as that naked flesh that I want to taste. Can I eat that pussy, Aria? I’ll even give you control and allow you to ride my face if you promise to let me taste the honey coating your cunt. Remove the crystals and get the fuck on my mouth. You know you want it as much as I do. I can see the need burning in your eyes.”
“That’s not happening. Though if we’re honest? I do miss the feel of you beneath me, stretching me, taking me until every part of my body aches from your abuse. However, we’re not being honest, and it isn’t happening. I’m the prey, and you’re the carnivore that intends to devour me. You’re not gnawing on my bones, so stop with your deliciously dirty mouth, because I haven’t had a single orgasm in months. I’m a very needy bitch who is experiencing some very hostile emotions about you right now.”
“I’m right here, Little Monster. Take that aggression out on me. I’ll even let you tie me up if it makes you feel safer.”
I smirked at the idea of him bound and a slave to my every whim and desire. However, we both knew it would be more for my benefit because neither rope nor chain would ever contain Knox. I worried my lip with my teeth, causing his eyes to dip to my mouth as they filled with lust and desire.
We both remembered the only time he’d ever been helpless. I’d been on my knees with him buried in my throat and at my mercy. I stepped back as he stepped forward, rattling low and needy in his chest. I purred, knowing he scented the arousal he’d created within me. He was a storm, and I was the land that prepared to be ravished beneath his endless torment.
“Let me in.”
“Pass,” I smirked, watching the anger rising to fill his gaze as he held mine. “I am so wet right now. Maybe I’ll get myself off while you watch. Would you like that?”
“We both know that you can’t come without me right now. Your heat is upon you, which means nothing short of me buried within that tight haven will get you off, Aria. Right now, your body pulses with need; a need so deep and extensive that nothing you do will ease the ache in your cunt. You need me. For this, you need me, and only me. You and I both know the truth of what is happening, and yet you think you’re strong enough to ignore it. You’re not. No one is. You’re in heat, and only I will touch you. Anyone else who attempts to ease your aching need will die by either your hand or mine. I care not which of us ends the life of the poor bastard that touches my woman. You’re mine and only mine. We both know that, too. You’re only prolonging your pain, Sweet Girl. It’s inevitable. You can’t fight your need any more than you can fight evolution. Now remove the fucking crystals so I can give you what we both need right now.”
“Come and get me if you’re man enough. Break the wards, and you can fucking have me,” I taunted, watching the muscles in his jawline clench as his throat bunched together, his need as great as my own. I smiled, lifting my skirt to show him precisely how drenched for him I really was. “Here’s the honey. Let’s see how you get through my magic to taste it, Knox. I crave your sting, and yet you’re all bark and no bite. Pity,” I stated, pushing my fingers through the wetness to lick one as he watched me, his eyes locking onto the tip of my finger as my lips wrapped around it, and I moaned loudly. “Pussy, it’s not what you’re having for dinner. I taste like you need to fuck me.” I dropped my skirt, stepping back as his smile turned cruel, and his features sharpened like he was fighting his creature for control. My fingers moved over the hollow column of my throat, and I slowly stepped back again, showing him that the crystals moved with me. “That’s what I thought, pussy.”
“Drop your spell and call me that again, Aria. I fucking dare you.”
“I’m horny, Knox, not suicidal.”
His smile was all teeth, promising blood with his bite. A shiver of unease snaked down my spine, and the temperature dropped as he silently watched me. He didn’t move, didn’t speak. His eyes told me what he’d do the moment he caught me, and damn if I didn’t accidentally want to drop the crystal’s protecting me and bend to that iron will he held over my body.
I craved to be beneath him, bending to his superior strength as he wrecked my sensibilities, forcing that animalistic need on me until I was nothing more than flesh and bones that knew no resistance and wouldn’t care that he feasted upon them. I trembled, shaking my head to dispel the imagery he was feeding me with his eyes.
“Who’s the fucking pussy now, Aria?”
Chapter Six
I stood just out of Knox’s reach inside the room. Silently scowling at him, and fighting the need rushing through me from the image he painted in my mind, vividly perverted, right down to the noises I would make if I let him have me. Stepping back, I turned to scan the space that Knox said held information. He was aware I was searching for something, but he had no idea what it was. If he had any knowledge of what I was after, he’d probably laugh at me and tell me I was insane.
Hell, even I thought I was insane for what I wanted to do, or planned to attempt since the chances of my success were a little over zilch.
I scrunched my nose as Knox smiled, folding his arms over his chest while the others patted him on the back as if he’d caught me. He hadn’t captured me, nor would he. I turned my back to him, dismissing them all as my eyes slid around the room.
On the far wall of the antechamber was the large, colorful feather plume. I ran my fingers over the glowing feather, watching in wonder as it sparkled brighter as if sensing my magic. Looking to my left, I noticed an entrance to another enormous room and paused. On the table, in the middle of the room, sat a massive bird-like skull with shark-like teeth. Beside it sat a lot of big feathers of varying colors.
I lifted a feather, holding it to my nose, then set it down when I saw what appeared to be a giant nest in a darkened corner of the room. My eyes narrowed, and I tilted my head, studying the materials used to make it. Feathers, blankets, and other miscellaneous items intricately woven together, and upon close inspection, I could see the nest had been well-used.
“What sort of creature is this?” I asked, knowing that Knox was listening to me.
“You tell me, Aria. What is it?” he countered, closer than he’d been moments before. I spun, staring into ocean eyes that were inches from mine. I could feel his breath fanning my lips, and everything within me begged to step past the barrier holding him away from me.