Page 21 of Possessed By Knox
No, once would never be enough.
I growl when my eyes lock on her glistening sex, wet with arousal and trembling for me. And she’s all mine. I’m the only one who gets to see her like this and touch her the way I do. I realize with a sense of unease that I would kill to keep my beautiful little bird by my side forever.
“I want to see you come again.”
I shove her knees up, dragging my tongue up the inside of her thigh and slowly moving up until I can smell her. I give hera few moments to anticipate, to feel my hot breath brush against her sensitive skin before I drag my tongue through the wet valley of her pussy, groaning as her flavors explode in my tongue. The sweet, salty, and tangy taste of her arousal is a perfect blend. One that leaves me feeling lightheaded and my cock leaking endlessly on the sheets.
I grab her hips and hold her in place as I worship her pussy, loving on it like it’s the most precious gift in the world, while intent on destroying her. Mine is the name I want on her tongue with every orgasm until it’s like a muscle memory.
“Knox,” she sobs, digging her hands into the sheets, her chest heaving in desperate breaths. “Oh…oh God!”
“You’re mine. Say it, goddamnit!” I growl against her skin, lapping at her smoothness, getting addicted to it. “Say it!”
“Yours,” she sobs, hips lifting to meet my hungry tongue. “Only yours.”
She gasps when I bring my finger to her opening and tenses a bit, but she doesn’t clamp down on the digit like she did earlier. I slowly push my finger into her tightness, stopping at the knuckle, and pull back before shallowly thrusting my digit in and out of her, waiting until she’s relaxed before adding another.
“Oh, feels good, don’t stop.”
I don’t know if I could even if I wanted to. There’s just something about her that makes me lose every functioning cell in my brain. Somehow she managed to break through my defenses and become the most important thing in my life.
This possessiveness, the jealousy over even the thought of someone else having her, is something I’ve never experienced my entire life. For her, I know I would kill. For her, I wouldn’t hesitate.
“Close,” she whimpers as her body begins to shake and her breath comes in heavy pants. I bury my face deeper into her, drawing her clit into my mouth in a hot suction that sends herover the edge with a scream that tears through the room. I’m an animal as I lick at her, coating my chin with her juices until I’ve taken everything.
My cock is straining painfully when I slide up her body and settle between her parted legs. I take it in hand and guide it to her sex, rubbing my hardness between her folds and gathering her dampness onto the head before lining it up with her tight hole.
“I’m going to make you mine,” I growl. “Look at me—I want your eyes on me when I take you.”
Those pretty eyes blink up at me, widening to saucers when I start inching my cock into her. Her feminine lips part around my cock, and I resist the urge to slam into her and fill her completely. Maybe some other time I won’t have to worry about being rough but…this is her first time. My stubborn little bird has never been touched by a man, and I’ll be damned if I allow myself to hurt her when she’s trusting me so fully.
She must read the conflict on my face because she brings those long, beautiful fingers to my jaw, touching me in a move so gentle it tugs at my heart. “It’s okay,” she whispers, rubbing her thumb under my jaw. “I know it’s supposed to hurt.”
“Let me worry about you, baby,” I rasp, brushing my lips over hers and kissing her softly, urging her to open up for me. Her mouth parts under mine and we share a gentle kiss, slow and soothing until she starts moaning under me, hips writhing under mine. She opens up beautifully for me as I inch deeper into her, like a flower starting to bloom.
She’s so beautiful.
I slide a hand under her thighs and with my mouth pressed to hers, slide home, until I’m pressed into her as deep as I can go. She gasps, flinging her arms over my shoulders and holding me closer as I fight the urge to come, her tightness teasing my spasming cock.
“Oh God,” Ruth whimpers, digging her nails into my shoulders. “You’re so big.”
I kiss her ear. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know,” she breathes, rolling her hips slightly, and I hear her sharp intake of breath. “Oh, it hurts but it feels good too.”
“Do you need me to—”
“No!” she hisses, and I can’t help but grin at her bossy tone. “Don’t you dare stop. I need…I don’t know what I need. Move, please.”
She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I bury my face in her neck and lose myself in her scent as I start moving, stroking slowly into her, stretching her pussy and giving her time to get adjusted to the intrusion. She’s wet and tight and fuck…
I lose it.
Control.
The bed creaks under us, headboard slamming against the wall as I thrust into her. I can’t stop. Nothing short of a natural disaster could make me stop hammering into her, pouring everything that I am into her tightness.
She sobs, thrashing helplessly under me, her breath catching in her throat before she shatters. Her sex cinches hard around my cock, pulsing wildly, and I realize I’m not going to last. I’ve been carrying this need all day, balls straining with cum, and when my muscles tense, I brace myself for the fall.
