Page 106 of Sunrise

“Of course.” His comfort is my priority.

“Fuck me.”

Heat pools between my thighs at his request. Vault turns slowly to look at us. I don’t dare pull my gaze from Knox, though. “Are you sure?”

He nods.

“Okay,” I whisper, uncertain if this is the right move to make.

He’s in charge, I remind myself. Knox is the one holding the reins today, per Vault’s orders, and even if I’m their Domme, they both know that they hold most of the power, if not all. If Knox wants me to fuck him, I’m more than happy to oblige. I’d worship this man until my dying day if I could.

Knox sits up and kisses me, already eager. I allow it for a moment, then turn us over so I’m straddling him. Vault moves out of our way and drags the sex bench closer to the foot of the bed to sit on it.

Knowing he’s watching sets me on fire.

I want to please them both.

First, my lips brush over the tattoo of a bloody rose on Knox’s neck. Then I pepper him with small nips and kisses until I reach the tattoo on his pec of a chef’s knife that’s piercing an anatomical heart withthe words, “eat it” on the handle. From there, I lick my way to his navel, where there’s a gun tangled in flowers and ivy. The words “save me” are written across the barrel.

His life is painted on his body, just like Alex’s. Only I know very little of Knox’s history. He prefers to talk about today and tomorrow, never yesterday.

Is hisbeforetoo painful to speak of, like mine? It makes me grateful that I’m in hisafter.

This is where I want to be. It’s where I belong.

Settling between his legs, I wrap my hand around his length and lick the tip. He groans, relaxing into my touch. Taking my time, I worship him like he’s my reason for breathing. Slowly. Sweetly. Completely.

When he wraps his hand over mine, we stroke him together and he says, “Ride me. I need to be lost inside you.”

Sliding upwards, I straddle him again and grip his dick between my legs. Then I rub it against my pussy, slicking it with my arousal and sink down.

His head tips back as a beautiful moan slips from his throat. “Fuuuuck, Sophie.”

My heart flutters when he says my name like that. Maintaining a slow pace, I slide up and gently glide back down his length. It takes me a hot minute to adjust to his size and moving this way helps.

“I feel you everywhere,” I whimper.

Knox holds my waist and watches himself disappear in my cunt and slide out slick from my wetness. “That’s so fucking hot.”

With one palm on his pec, I rebalance and recalibrate, rocking my hips forwards and backwards. It makes him rearrange my organs while my clit getsstimulated at the same time. Now I’m the one making noises.

“That’s it, baby. Take what you need from me.” Knox’s hooded gaze is intense. His grip tightens. “Just like that.”

“This isn’t about me,” I remind him.

“Yes… fuck, it is…” He looks down at our joining again. “I want you to come around my cock.” Knox laces our fingers together, allowing me to use his strength as leverage as I ride him faster, harder. He’s so deep my toes curl. “I want to feel you clench around me, Sophie. I’ve been such a good boy, haven’t I?”

“Yes.” I contract my inner walls to squeeze his dick.

His brow pinches in ecstasy. “Again.”

The way he responds to any move I make sends me higher up a cliff I’m eventually going to fall off of. Hearing him groan, the way he feels inside me, his grip in mine, the way he keeps watching… and knowing Vault is behind us, enjoying every second of the show, tips me right over the ledge.

“Knox!” The climax soars through me like a comet. Stars burst in my vision, and I collapse onto his chest, sucking in breaths. “Holy shit.”

“Turn around, baby. Ride me and chase another release so Alex can see how pretty you are when you come.”

Dragging myself into action, I spin around and impale myself again. The cardio this man gives me is top-notch. Stroking my sensitive clit, I ride Knox in reverse cowgirl. My heart thuds in my throat, making me all loopy. But the need to come again overrides everything else.

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