Page 16 of Deal with the Devil

Yes.

No.

Knox wanted nothing more than to confess. She’d sworn all secrets would stay here, in this bed. However, to trust anyone with that truth, with that heavy confession, would mean death. Because it would consume him. Knox could never again be the frail little fiend child scared for his life. He was the fear consumer now—the devourer.

“No, thank you,” he breathed, pressing his hot forehead to her cool skin.

She hummed softly, keeping her pattern of strokes against his hair until he could breathe again. Amelia pressed a kiss to his lips, light as a butterfly’s touch. He draped an arm around her, kissing her deeper. She was too soft not to devour. Their lips tugged at each other in long, dizzying moments. It wasn’tuntil she sighed and pulled back the blankets, he even realized she’d pulled away fully. He blinked in the dark. “Where are you going?”

She snorted, “Am I not permitted to pee at night?”

“I’ll allow it,” he teased, sitting up once more. Knox let her slide into the bathroom before he wrapped his arms around bent knees and placed his forehead to them. He could spend days trying to figure out what set off the memory, but it was a waste of time. By the time he’d convinced himself of what caused it and how to rid himself of it, the nightmare would return. Best not to poke a sleeping bear.

Lifting his head, he stared into the hazy early morning. The screen of his phone bit his eyeballs as he caught the time. Three am and some change. They’d slept for a good five hours.A personal best.As the toilet flushed inside the bathroom, he let his legs slide down. Amelia tip toed out of the bathroom, not shutting the door. He watched her shadow creep along the floor. Smirking, he whispered, “What are you doing, pet?”

“Nothing,” she laughed nervously.

“Mmm, why do I not believe you?” He saw it, her hand at the door handle. Knox narrowed his eyes.

“You know…if your head’s in a bad spot, what will really clear it?” She cracked the door open, and he flipped back the duvet.

Well, don’t mind if I do.He growled, “What’s that?”

“A good chase.” And she bolted. Like a gazelle, she flew out of the door and into the house. Knox scrambled out of the bed. His legs were caught in a tangled web of sheets and fabric. After fighting for his ankles, he clawed hand over foot till he ran out the bedroom door. Slick from sleep and sweat, his feet skittered across the floor like a cat on ice before he caught his traction. Amelia was already galloping down the steps, her hushed giggle floating through the air.

Knox barreled after her, whipping down halls and narrowly getting her several times. His pet wasreallyfucking fast. They wound around staircases and sharp corners. Weaving through open doors and spitting out the other side, the pair reached the foyer. Knox, hot on her heels, pounced. She went down with a thud and a choked yelp. He cupped her mouth with one hand and grabbed ahold of her waistband in the other. The fabric was barely down her thighs before he sank himself into her.Rock hard already, of course, who wouldn’t be?His little pet had him chase her through the house and had gotten pretty far. A much better track record than earlier.

Less foot traffic and all.

Knox thrust into her, face pressed into her warm back. He kissed her spine with appreciation. “Oh, thank you, pet.”

She clawed her fingers against the carpet he pinned her against. Gasping for air, she answered between his sharp thrusts. “You’re. Very. Welcome.”

“Never stop running, pet, never stop letting me chase you. Fuck, you feel so good.” He babbled into her flesh, chasing an orgasm he did not care if he caught. All he wanted was to be here, panting for air and fucking her into the carpet. His hands traveled down her arms and intertwined their fingers together. She gripped him back.

His stomach twisted into terrible knots. Knox really liked Amelia Armstrong. Had this been under any other circumstance, he’d keep her—she wouldn’t be allowed to leave. Not after that! Not after she’d soothed him and knew the exact remedy to his plagued mind. Not after she encouraged him to chase her and clearly enjoyed being claimed.

Amelia Armstrong might possibly be the mate of his dreams…and he’d fucked it up by making a stipulation that he never see her again after this.

He pressed his nose into her soft skin and inhaled sharply. Soap, sweat, and something uniquely hers filled his lungs. He could taste her scent on his tongue. It was sharp, like an orange liquor that didn’t fuck around. It bit and held on and burned.Fuck, he liked it.Knox bit into the meat of her shoulder and fucked her for dear life.

And when he finally broke, spilling into her, he mourned the moment as it passed. Knox kissed away the dark bruise he left on her shoulder. He dribbled out of her like the perfect glaze across her cunt. Knox grabbed the sweatpants he’d put her in but stopped halfway.

“Did you come, pet? I didn’t feel it?”

“Oh…no… I uh…not going to lie, I was just really enjoying it. I didn’t even think to ask you to reciprocate.” She wiggled around and flopped onto her back. He sat back on his calves, eyeing her below him. Amelia grinned, “Don’t look like that, you look like I robbed you of something.”

He hadn’t realized his face was being loud until he had to manually relax it. “You did.Your orgasm!”

She snorted, “Oh no! What ever am I going to do after you’ve ripped close to seven out of me by now?”

Knox glared at her.That was hardly the point!Sure, he’d given her more than he’d taken, but that was all in the fun. Watching her squirm and wrung out from pleasure? That was pure joy, seeing the glazed eyes of a lover well fucked and orgasmed that they’re just putty!

“It’s the principle.” He hovered over her, leaning close so their lips were brushing. “I’m not an edging kind of devil. I did tell you I like my pussy dripping, so consider this your warning, pet. You come for me double next time.”

Amelia barked a laugh in his face. “Ooooh, I’msoooo scared.”

A dark, wicked smirk crawled over his face. He captured her mouth in a nasty kiss. Teeth and lips and moans. Grindingagainst her, wrapping her legs around his slender hips, he nestled himself against her. He felt the wetness of his release soak in her pants and the front of his.Oh, I’ll be sure you’re very scared later, pet.Knox kept his taunt to himself, kissing her hungrily instead.

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