Page 112 of Crown of Chaos

His rich, husky laugher vibrated against my shoulder, sending shooting sparks of fiery lust into my pussy. Knox kissed and licked the skin over the white scars of his claiming marks before drifting his nose against the curve of my throat.

He stepped back, allowing the dress to pool to the floor with the subtle movement. His deep rattle of approval had my body tightening and arching. The look burning in his oceanic depths made me bolder, and I no longer cared if he knew how badly I needed him or hungered to be ravished and wrecked by his savage brutality. I wanted him. Nothing else mattered except him easing the tension coiling in my belly.

“Spread your legs, hold on to the desk, and don’t fucking move,” he instructed, watching me without touching me like I needed him to.

I leaned over the smooth surface, spreading my legs wide, and when he growled with satisfaction, my whole being shivered. He ripped off the thin panties I’d worn, causing a gasp of shock to slip from my parted lips. His hands gripped my thighs, forcing them farther apart so he could take in the sleek, drenched state of my pussy.

“Such a messy girl for me, Aria.” He teasingly pushed his fingertips against the seam of my body. “I love how wet you get for me. You’re fucking drenched with this deliciousness that begs to be savored and devoured until your body weeps it all over my fucking face. This is mine. Every fucking drop of this is for me, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, rocking my ass to encourage him to go faster.

Knox’s dirty words and heated gaze was sending every nerve ending in my body haywire. Goose bumps pebbled my flesh as he teased my aching need relentlessly. Butterflies were battling in my belly, competing against the tension he’d created in my abdomen. He continued running his finger over the seam of my pussy as he released a rumble of need before he slowly dipped into the heat of my body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, and perfectly built to be savaged. This pussy is already trying to suck anything I’ll offer it into its heated, tight walls. Isn’t it? Can you feel it pulsing, begging me to stretch it until you cry from the ache of it? I fully intend to ensure you fucking hurt when you leave here, Aria. If I can bring myself to leave your haven, you’ll be so filled with me that it’ll leak from your sore cunt for days, reminding you of what I unleashed on your pretty tender pussy. Is that what you want? Is that why you’re here? You want me to destroy this tight cunt until you feel me for days after I’ve finished?”

“I needyou, Knox,” I whimpered, pushing farther onto the fingers that teased against my opening. “I came here for you. Please, fuck me until you’re written inside my walls and no one else will ever fit right within me. I want it all, all of you. Now, I need you to fuck me, right now.”

“Plan to, but first, you need to be punished for making us wait for what we both wanted,” he growled hoarsely, slapping one ass cheek hard.

“Who denied us?” I breathed.

“You did, and then I did, regretfully. Allowing you to choose this? One of the hardest things I’ve done in my life. I need you to know and realize that it’s not just me pulling us together,” he rasped as he began massaging the sore, pink cheek.

I moaned wantonly against the abuse. The heat on my ass cheek ached, but his hand running over it created pleasure. Arousal shot to my opening, and I blushed as it pooled there. He spanked the same cheek again and again before he rubbed over the delicate flesh.

“I think you just love the idea of being caught. And I know you enjoy the thrill and adrenaline that comes from fucking me, your enemy, in some stiff’s office.” I could barely form coherent words as his breath hissed from his lips and he pushed his fingers through the sleek, soaking wet cunt.

“I love how sloppy wet your tight, silken cunt gets for me.” His tongue slid through the mess, and I shook from the intense pleasure he delivered with the simple taste. “This is mine,” he continued biting my ass cheek where he’d punished it moments ago. Knox’s hands slid to my breasts, squeezing them tight enough that I moaned loudly. “These are mine.” He roved his finger over my womb, and then the other hand rested above my heart. “These, too, are mine, Aria. And this,” he rasped huskily, touching my temple. “This is what I like most and crave to be inside of. For now, I’ll settle for wrecking your body until it weeps for me. I’m a patient man, and eventually, every part of you will belong to me, and only me.”

He forced two fingers deep into my pussy as he kissed a path up my spine. “Knox,” I hissed. “Holy shit, I need you now.”

“You’re such an impatient little wanton creature. I assure you, even if I have to slaughter every single mother fucker here and fuck your tight, needy cunt on their lifeless faces, I will. You understand me? This will not be a fast fuck.”

Knox turned me around, nipping my lips until I gasped from the shock of pain he inflicted. My knees were precariously close to giving out. My breathing grew shallow as Knox hoisted me onto the desk, placing my ass on the edge. His palms slid beneath my knees, lifting them until my feet went flat on the surface of the desk. The position forced me to lean back, exposing my core to his ravenous eyes.

Knox pushed my thighs open and made a deep, rumbling noise as he took in the mess he was creating. His heated breath lowered, and his tongue slipped over me, tasting my arousal. He groaned in pleasure, as if he had tasted the most delightful meal he’d ever indulged in.

When two fingers pressed into my needy flesh, I threw my head back to release a loud noise of pleasure. Knox pushed them in to my heat, expertly finding the G-spot as if he had memorized a map to every part of my soul. He chuckled, watching me fucking his fingers with my messy sex. The sound of my wet pussy sucking him into my body filled the room.

“Good girl,” he growled, and then another finger entered my core. I groaned as he forced my body to stretch to accommodate him. “You’re so fucking hot, Aria. You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” He slowly withdrew his fingers to lift and turn me so I was staring up into his ocean-colored eyes.

I curled my fingers into the hair on the back of his head and yanked his mouth to mine, claiming it in a soft kiss. The tenderness only lasted a moment before it became feverish with need, and I kissed him with every emotion I felt—anger, resentment, pain, and loss—as he kissed me right back, giving those same emotions back to me. He growled against my lips, and his hand lifted, curling around my jaw before applying pressure, demanding more while reminding me who was in control. I opened farther, allowing his tongue access to mine.

The kiss ended, and then he was fucking me hard with his fingers, pumping them into my body while he lifted, and I watched the pleasure on his face. I clamped down hungrily around them, taking them deep. He groaned, watching me dancing on the edge of the orgasm he was driving me closer to.

“You better not come until I tell you to,” he warned, but I didn’t care because he was curling his fingertips within me. I was shuddering from the way he worked them against the one spot that attached to every nerve within my body.

Knox withdrew his fingers moments before I’d have tumbled over the edge. I whimpered as he backed up, eyes fixated on my aching pussy. He smirked, unhurriedly undoing the buttons of his shirt. I needed him to feed my cunt his thick amazing inches until I couldn’t take anymore.

“Who do you belong to, Aria?” he asked as his thumbs lowered, flicking open the button of his dress slacks before he fisted his cock.

“You, Knox,” I admitted in a voice that belonged to a goddess. It was sultry and filled with need. I leaned back, resting my elbows against the smooth wood. The position spread my legs farther and showed him how badly I needed him.

A satisfied smile played on his lips before he lowered his head, licking against the arousal he’d created. I groaned, rocking my hips against his sinfully skilled tongue. His hands hooked around my thighs, lifting my cunt higher, burying his mouth against my aching flesh. My fingers slid through his hair, holding him against me so he couldn’t escape. Knox licked, kissed, and stroked the fire within me as he dined on my naked pussy. His mouth lifted, claiming my clit before his tongue began flicking hard and forceful against the delicate tissue.

He brought me to the edge of the cliff and then pulled away, watching my head thrashing against the desk as I pleaded for him to end the merciless teasing. Once the threat of my exploding against his skilled tongue eased, he resumed his endless torture. The wet sounds of him fucking me with his mouth were erotic and sinful. Each time he brought my body back to the edge and denied me, I ended up twisted tighter and tighter with desperation.

Releasing my thighs, he kissed higher until he clasped his mouth over one nipple. His tongue roved in a lazy circle before his teeth slowly scraped over the delicate rose-colored tip. His breath fanned the valley between my breasts, and then he explored the other at a leisurely pace that drove me crazy.

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