Page 18 of A Surrender Of Hope

My brow furrows, not understanding his words in the least, but I answer him anyway. “Since our kiss outside the wall. After you saved me from the Beastia,” I admit, and just like that, Lennox’s control snaps. He releases a feral growl and grips his oversized shirt I have on, tearing it up and off of me in a single movement.

“Fuuuck,”he groans, his heated green eyes locked with mine before they dart down to my breasts. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he rasps, running a hand down my side, his head tilting predatorily to the side, eyes darkening with lust. Just as fast, he reaches behind him with one hand, gripping the back of his shirt, and I lunge forward, wanting to undress him myself.

I grab the black fabric, tearing it over his head and tossing it at his feet. I almost drool as I look at him: chiseled abs and bronzed skin with a line of dark hair that starts at his belly button and runs past the waistband of his pants.

Tattoos cover the expanse of skin, more black ink showing than bronze skin, and several faint white lines wrap around his torso, scars from some battle, or maybe a Beastia? But even those only enhance his attractiveness; every inch of Lennox Regalis is a well-muscled killing machine. There are two blades sheathed at his side and I grin, loving how he’s armed even here with me. With everything that’s happened in the last few weeks, Nox’s presence and the knowledge that he’s armed only makes me feel more protected. Something I didn’t know I liked until this moment.

I hesitantly reach out a hand, letting the tips of my fingers run over the length of the scars, and smile a little.

“We match,” I whisper, loving how I’m not the only scarred one in this room.

“In more ways than one.” His fingers move to my chin, pressing it up so that he can capture my lips with his. One moment, I’m kissing him with everything I have, pressed against the wall with his big body between my thighs. The next, Nox is spinning us, his hands moving to my waist and tossing me through the air, tearing a startled scream from my lips just as I crash onto the soft bed in the corner of the room.

My arms fly out to push myself up, ready to chew Nox a new asshole, just as his big hand presses against my chest. He leans over me, pants slung low on his waist, as he grabs the knife holster, yanking it from his body and tossing it carelessly to the small bedside table.

“Down,” he commands, lighting up a surge of rebellion as his magic cords around me. I can feel it flickering to life, swirling in the air as it runs over my skin like a lover’s caress. I shiver, trying not to let it distract me as I glare up at Nox.

He grins, his teeth too pointed to be normal as he flicks the button of his pants and shucks them off. “You have to make things difficult, don’t you?” he asks, seeing the defiance in myeyes as his hands move to my waist, and I’m suddenly flipped to my stomach and gasp at the sharp tug on my hip bones as Nox tears my panties from me. I gasp in shock as his arm hooks under my hips, yanking my ass up in the air as his other hand presses to the back of my neck, pinning me down and completely dominating me in under a second.

“What the actual… Oh, shit!” I gasp as he releases my hips, grips my ass and spreads me wide. His warm tongue flicks out and runs up the seam of my sex, making my hips buck back in response, and my eyes slam shut at the sudden intimate touch. “Yesss,” I hiss in pleasure as he moans low, sending vibrations through me.

“Fucking perfect.” I try to look over my shoulder, but with the way Nox has me pinned to the bed, I can’t see a thing. Shifting my hips, I try to hook my ankle around his thigh so I can throw him to the side, but I end up gasping in shock when Lennox’s hand cracks against my bare ass cheek, the stinging pain going straight to my clit. My mouth drops open in shock, eyes wide as I shake my head.

Oh, hell no he didn’t.

“D-did you just spank me? Do you not care about your balls because I’m going to?—”

Smack, smack, smack.

“Stop moving,” he demands, spanking me three times in a row and tearing a startled squeak from me in response. His hand cracks against my skin harder than the first time as he ignores my question, still licking and sucking on my clit. I groan when he inserts a long, thick finger. “You’re dripping, Little Demon,” he mutters, pulling his finger almost entirely out of my soaking wet center, then adds a second, making me buck against his hand and earning me another smack on the ass. “And damn fucking tight. Shit, I need you to relax.”

“I’m trying,” I gasp as his fingers scissor inside me, stretching my cunt as I rock my hips into his hot mouth.

“Hold still,” he commands, sitting back on his knees and watching as his fingers slowly sink into me, going to the first knuckle, then the second. Lennox growls in approval, drawing his fingers out and adding a third, making me release a pained groan as he stretches me to my limit.

“Fuck, fuck, Nox!” My fingers fist the blankets as my body slowly opens for him.

“That’s it, Meyer. Get loud for me. Ride my fingers, and let me hear you. Just like that… good girl,” he praises as the bed shifts under our weight and something hits the ground. He finally releases my neck, gripping my ass and spreading me wide as his warm tongue flicks out, hitting my clit as he gently pulls his fingers from me.

“Fucking perfect,” he growls before he sits up. “So fucking perfect for me. I need to be inside you. Now.” His hands caress my ass before moving and grabbing my thighs. “Tell me again, Meyer. Tell me you want this. I swear I’ll stop if you want me to,” he grinds out as I feel the swollen hard head of his cock brush against my center.

“I want this. You. I want you, Lennox,” I say as firmly as I can, needing him to know I’m fully aware of this situation.

“Thank the Gods,” he rasps, his words are all the warning I have as he shoves his hard, thick length into me in one brutal thrust. I scream as he impales me, my eyes slamming shut as I try to keep myself relaxed enough to take him.

He forces himself into my body, all the way to the base, without a hint of remorse; his hips stay flush with my ass as I instinctively try to move forward. Nox growls in response, his fingers digging into my hips, pushing me down into the bed and keeping me in place as I gasp in pain and delight.

“Shhh,” he whispers, leaning over my back and pressing his chest against my heated skin in an oddly comforting gesture as he stays deep inside me.

“Oh! Shit! You’re big,” I moan, wiggling my hips, trying to adjust to him, but shit, I don't think that's happening this go around.

“No, I’m the perfect fit for this tight cunt. You were fucking made for me, Meyer,” he responds, his hands moving from my hips, running up my spine as he sits back up, his eyes moving, fixating on where we’re connected. “Fuck, watching your little pussy stretch open for my cock does things to me that terrify me, Meyer. I don’t think there’s anything I won’t do for you,” he admits, exhaling sharply.

I feel his dick jerk in me, setting off a whole new wave of ecstasy, and I whimper, holding my breath as I feel every inch of this man; his words are as much a turn-on as his amazing cock inside me.

“Breathe, Little Demon,” Nox commands, his body trembling above me. His hands run up my sides, stroking my skin before he places them on the bed in front of me, ensuring my submission and his control. At this moment, I give it willingly, needing him to move, to feel his cock sink in and out of me. Not because I want him to dominate me, but because I know he will become just as undone as I am, and that’s something I need.

My core burns as he slowly pumps in and out of me. His thumb moves down to my clit, circling the bundle of nerves with soft strokes, making my cunt tighten and constrict around his thick length. Damn, this is so much more intense than I thought it would be.

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