“Be a good girl and shut your bratty mouth up so I can hear you scream for me. You like it rough, don’t you? Such a naughty little monster when you need fucked. You keep complaining, and I may even fuck your lips,” I rasped as the sound of her drenched pussy caused precome to drip from my cock.
“Shit, it aches. Knox, fucking hell,” she whimpered, her soft moans driving me insane as her body took what I forced into it. And it took everything so exceedingly well.
She’d floored me when my knot was deep in her cunt, forcing us together. I’d feared it’d horrify her, but she wasn’t. I had never attempted to use it before Lennox knotted her pussy to force her womb open. Most male dragons didn’t end up with them, at least not anymore. Fuck if she hadn’t still been wild with need as she took all of it, so wantonly, too. Only some Karnavious dragons held the ability to knot without the ability to become a dragon. Until Aria took it into her ravenous, insatiable cunt? I’d felt cheated to be forced to be among those few.
“You’re a good girl for me. Aren’t you?” I crooned, my lips hovering over the mark she wore so perfectly. It was untarnished, which caused Lennox to release a raspy rattle of approval. Even though he couldn’t sense Ember, he still enjoyed us hunting Aria down. “Say how filthy you are for me. Tell me you’re my naughty little monster. Now.”
“You’re an asshole,” she returned heatedly, her hips moving to assist me in fucking her needy flesh. My grip moved from her hair to her throat, forcing her around until her spine pressed uncomfortably against the tree. “Knox!”
“You are mine. Fucking say it before I shove you down and fuck that pretty ass of yours,” I snarled back, enjoying the flash of rage burning in her pretty stare. “This pussy is so fucking wet for me. You want to be fucked hard, and savagely, don’t you?” Curling my fingers to brush the one spot she couldn’t ignore, I chuckled coldly as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her cunt clenched down on my fingers, even as the walls fluttered, begging for something more to fill them. Bloody hell, she was utter perfection in the rawest, truest form. “Such a good girl. Fucking hell that pussy is strangling my fingers.”
“Oh, God!” she whimpered, spreading herself wider, offering me easier access to her sloppy, wet cunt. And it was sloppy. If I had her against my mouth right now, her arousal would be painting my face, and I’d fucking drink her pleasure up like a glutton.
“Open your pretty fucking eyes and don’t close them again. I want you to know who the fuck is giving you pleasure. Look at how well you fuck my fingers. You’re fucking them like a dirty little bitch in heat who’d take whatever I offered if it got her off. Wouldn’t you? You crave more, don’t you?” Before I realized how pissed she was, her knee elevated, then shocking agony tore through my balls. It felt as if I’d been kicked in the gut by a stallion. Dropping to my knees, I stared up into glowing turquoise eyes with flecks of gold sparkling in them. “You want to play rough?” I hissed through the burning pain she’d inflicted.
“Have I ever asked you for mercy, asshole?” she asked in a taunting, raspy whisper. “Jealousy is beneath kings and queens.” Slowly, she began backing away as if she could escape the anger she’d finally noticed on my face.
“You can’t be jealous of something that’s already yours. I’m territorial. Territorial is merely protecting what’s mine, because I refuse to walk away from you, Aria. You’re more na?ve than I thought if you think kings and queens don’t get jealous,” I hissed out as I exhaled the pain she’d inflicted.
Her eyes lowered to my hand, which gripped my balls to ease the agony. Her lips parted before those sexy fucking eyes rounded in horror. A sadistic smile played on my lips, because she’d just realized how ruthless she’d just given me permission to be against that pretty, wet cunt of hers.
Spinning around, she bolted with speed she shouldn’t have yet. The moon hit that perky ass of hers, bathing it in light until she disappeared into the dense forest. A smile spread over my lips as I used magic to make the first, then second branch whip against her naked, unmarked skin as beautiful, breathless gasps touched my ears. Closing my eyes against the pain, I pushed from the ground and bolted after her.
Aria hadn’t realized her primal self was free from restraints yet. But I could see the feral bitch unleashed in all her naked glory running wild within the woods. Yet, she wasn’t screaming or whining about the limbs marking her creamy flesh each time I ordered one to do so.
I’d thought her devilish before, but my girl was a force of nature. A loud grunt sounded as a larger limb smacked against her breasts and then another against her clit. She deserved it for fighting dirty, even if I liked the type of dirty she played by.
I had thought no woman would ever be welcomed in my life after I’d lost Liliana. Not one who could force me to be a better person. Not because I should’ve been one but because I wanted to be what she needed. I wanted to show her I wasn’t some barbarian who didn’t value her worth. I knew I didn’t deserve her after the shit I’d done to her, but I’d be damned if I gave her up either.
Aria wasn’t the type of woman you walked away from. There wouldn’t be any getting over that girl. Greer had filled my head with shit about twin flames, which was what I blamed for my need of connection to another soul. Aria made me feel younger, and that wasn’t something I would give up without one hell of a fight.
If I lost that fight, they’d be forced to put me down. I’d never stop hunting her. She and I held a deeper, more profound connection than I’d ever had before. She made me whole again with her soft touches against my sharp edges. The woman kissed my scars and wasn’t afraid to get cut in order to do it. Fuck letting her go. She was my salvation. But she was also raw chaos in the truest form, and I was about to make her my queen. Ashes and ruins.
Chapter Thirteen
Aria
Aria
Running through a forest, stark-ass naked, wasn’t how I’d seen this going down. Ember, on the other hand, would really love doing so. Knox had been predatory, his movements fueled by a need I couldn’t understand. I’d never been so turned-on, while actually fearful of the way he tracked me, like he was more beast than man. But I was down to play whatever game this was, so long as I got off before we left this forest.
My thighs ached, burning where the limbs of the trees and bushes slapped and scraped against the muscle. The ache in my side told me I’d been running longer than I’d realized.
The freedom that came with being in nature, rushing blindly through the world? Exhilarating. Though, painful when stark assed naked. I felt free here, as if my inhibitions were gone. Each step took me further into an animalistic state and allowed me to run harder, faster. I didn’t want him to catch me, but only because I’d kneed him in the balls. Knox was pissed. The proof drifted in the air in waves. I felt his need to hunt me, to throw me down and rut into my body without a shred of mercy.
I’d never asked him for mercy before, but this time was different. There was something primal about his hunting me down tonight. He was pushing me toward something, but I wasn’t certain what it was or why.