Page 29 of Knox's Fate

Ruby's body trembled as his lips found the sensitive hollow of her throat, his teeth gently nipping at her pulse point. His hands cupped her breasts, and she arched into his touch, her back pressing into the soft mattress. His thumbs circled her nipples, teasing them to hardness, and she moaned, her head falling back as pleasure washed over her.

"Knox," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need.

Knox's response was to kiss her again, his mouth devouring hers as he shifted his weight, settling between her thighs. Ruby felt the hard length of his erection pressing against her core, and she instinctively spread her legs, inviting him in.

With a deft movement, Knox unfastened his pants, freeing his thick shaft. Ruby's body throbbed with anticipation. He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes holding hers as he slowly pushed forward, filling her inch by inch.

Ruby gasped as he stretched her, her body accommodating his size with a delicious burn. Knox paused, giving her a moment to adjust, before withdrawing slightly and thrusting forward again, setting a slow, relentless rhythm.

"Oh, god," she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets as she arched her back to meet his thrusts.

Knox snapped his hips forward with more force, driving into her with a primal need. Ruby's eyes closed as pleasure consumed her, her body becoming a vessel for his desire. She could feel his restraint, his determination to please her, and it only served to heighten her arousal.

"Look at me, Ruby," he commanded, his voice rough with passion.

Ruby opened her eyes, meeting his intense gaze. The deep brown of his irises seemed to swirl with heat, mirroring the desire coursing through her veins. Knox's thrusts became more urgent, his hips slamming into hers as he drove her towards the edge of ecstasy.

"That's it," he growled. "Come for me."

Knox pulled out, rolling her onto her belly. Kneeling behind her, between her spread legs, he pulled her up onto her knees and then thrust in hard, sheathing himself in her wet heat.

Her pussy closed around his hard shaft as if it were determined not to lose him again. His hands gripped her hips tighter as he paused for a momentbefore curving an arm around her to play with her clit—tugging, pinching, tapping.

He adjusted her position so that he could pound into her deeper and harder, holding her so she could do nothing other than take his relentless thrusting. She felt her orgasm rising as his cock began to twitch and swell, signaling he, too, was close. The moment before her pussy clamped down on him, his rhythm increased and his cum pulsed into her in a torrent of need and bliss.

As their orgasms subsided, Knox collapsed onto the bed beside her, pulling her close. Ruby's heart was still racing, her body humming with satisfaction. She turned her head to look at him, her hand reaching up to trace the strong line of his jaw.

"That was amazing, but I don’t know that it changes anything," she whispered, her voice soft and breathless.

“You’re wrong,” he chuckled. “It changes everything."

Ruby shook her head as her fingers gently caressed his cheek. As they lay tangled together, the world outside seemed distant and unimportant. Her aunt’s murder, the rogue clan, the council meeting—all of it faded into the background as they found a little bit of peace in each other's arms, their passion a powerful force that seemed to bind them together.

Ruby found the rhythm of life at Knox's compound compelling. It offered her something she’d never had before—a place to belong. The constant hum of shifter energy was a stark contrast to the isolation of her previous city life. In this new world, she discovered unexpected friendships with Agatha and Coco, who proved to be fiercely protective and kindred spirits.

Coco, with her sharp tongue and quick wit, matched Ruby's own penchant for sarcasm. "You'll learn to love it here," she promised, her eyes twinkling with mirth as they shared a cup of coffee one morning.

Agatha, whose soft-spoken demeanor belied her strength, nodded in agreement. "It's safe, and you're a part of that safety now, Ruby," she added, placing a reassuring hand on Ruby's shoulder.

Despite the warmth she found in these relationships, what felt like the constant thrum of activity sometimes left her craving solitude. One afternoon after her baking duties were completed, she quietly slipped away from the main compound, wanting to explore the meadow and trees that lay just beyond, seeking the quiet embrace of nature.

As she walked through the dense forest, the rustle of leaves and chirping of birds surrounded her, providing a welcome reprieve from the chaos of her mind. Suddenly, a man emerged from behind a towering oak tree, his broad shoulders blocking her way. He was tall and muscular, with sharp features and dark, angry eyes that seemed to bore into her soul. Instinctively, she knew he was a shifter, but there was something different about him—something that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Who are you?" she asked, trying to sound confident despite the fear that was beginning to creep into her brain.

The man's lips curved into a smirk as he took a step closer. "You must be the new girl."

Ruby swallowed hard, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. She knew about the rogue clan; was this man one of them?

He seemed to sense her unease and chuckled darkly. "I’m not here to hurt you," he said, reaching out to try and caress her cheek. Ruby took a small step back, forcing herself to meet his intense gaze, "yet."

"What do you want then?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

The smirk never wavered as he leaned in close. "I just want to talk," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "What is a human like you doing wandering this far from the compound? I’m not sure they could hear you if you screamed. Tell me, what do you know about the silver?"

Ruby's heart skipped a beat, his question not what she had expected. Had the attack been about the treasure and not about trying to invade Knox’s territory? "I'm just taking a walk. I don't know what you're talking about."

The man scrutinized her more closely, a threatening edge creeping into his voice. "Don't play games with me. I think you know all too well what I’m talking about, and you’re going to tell me what I want to know."

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