My hand tightened, and her pupils dilated with pleasure. For something so delicate, she enjoyed being manhandled immensely, which turned me the fuck on. I applied pressure, inhaling the scent her body released for me and me alone. She was already drenched with need; her body ached to be taken hard and fast, just like she wanted it.
She enjoyed pain, even though she’d never fucking admit it out loud or to herself. Aria was built for savaging, walking the fine line between pleasure and pain with me. She enjoyed the intensity of the fight before fucking. It was why she fought so hard, battling against need and duty.
This slip of a girl had men pining to fuck her, toss her down and take what was mine. Fuck that. I could feel the male’s eyes on us; smell his need as certain as he could scent her sex filling with arousal that belonged to me. Every fucking gods damned drop of her arousal was mine now.
“Who the fuck do you belong to?” I demanded, watching Aria’s eyes open as the fight burned within her.
“Fuck you,” she whispered, sucking that plump lip between her teeth to hide the sultry moan that fought to escape her tight throat.
Fuck that answer.
I lifted her thighs, watching her chest rise and fall with her breathing. I didn’t strike, didn’t pounce on the fact that I could smell her pussy filling with the need to be fucked. My nostrils flared, sucking in her erotic scent as deeply as I could get it.
“You want that other bitch? Go fuck her and leave me alone,” Aria snapped, dropping her knees apart with a silent invitation. Her expressive eyes flared in challenge, and I wanted to remind her what it felt like to be stretched by me, beneath me, where she came alive and roared like a ravenous bitch in heat.
Aria hadn’t even noticed she’d done it, opening her body to me for the taking. Her body wanted me, and so did she. She was fucking enraged when she thought I’d fucked Diana, thinking I’d stoop that low to fuck a parlor whore when I had her? Fuck that. Aria’s pussy was the best I’d ever had or tasted, and I wasn’t afraid to tell her either.
“You think I want her?”
“She’s like us!” Aria snapped, and I heard it. Worry and fear etched in her voice, and it pissed me off. I hated her fucking family.
Hell, I hated Aria on most days. I hated that she thought she wasn’t worthy or wanted for more than her fucking power. I’d made her believe it because I was a fucking prick. I’d put that idea in her pretty head, and I couldn’t make myself remove it.
“And?” I demanded, and her eyes flicked to the side, hiding the pain that filled them while threatening tears I could smell in the air.
Lifting my hand, I cup her chin, bringing her eyes back to mine. “You think I’d want her when I have you?” I asked, searching her eyes, and finding the agony burning in them at feeling inadequate.
Aria did not understand how truly beautiful she really was. She was delicate and yet fierce. Her eyes didn’t allow her to hide the emotions she felt. It drove me bat-shit-crazy, watching the lust pool within them. It drove me insane to see her mind working as her body heated, imagining us doing deliciously wicked things together.
I’d allowed her to ignore her needs, forcing myself to give her time to heal from the shit she’d endured since entering the Nine Realms. In doing so, she’d had time to believe the shit I’d told her. I fucking hated it, and yet I couldn’t make myself correct it, no matter how much I knew I should.
“I don’t care if you want her or not. That isn’t my business,” she responded, but there was insecurity burning in her tone.
I laughed soundlessly, gripping her nape before slamming my mouth against hers, kissing her hard enough to get my point across. Our teeth scraped against one another’s in our need to get closer, deeper into the other’s skin. We were like two storm fronts meeting and colliding against one another.
The sheer force and velocity of it caused us both to shudder with the need and desire that ripped through us, deep down into the creatures we carried. They dueled for superiority as much as we collided. They dug into one another, trying to learn the other in their primitive forms. It made everything a capricious mess of emotions that none of us knew how to handle or process.
Aria’s moan pulled at my balls. She made the most erotic, delicious noises when I touched or kissed her. Her screams and cries were my favorite song, and it was one I craved to hear play on repeat.
I heard her gasp, knowing she needed air, but I didn’t fucking care. I couldn’t get close enough, drink her in deep enough, or get enough of her to sate the never-ending need I felt growing for her.
She was like a drug through my system, one that I craved more than anything else. I fucking hated the need I felt, knowing it was the biggest betrayal to my family that hers had taken from me.
She pulled back, and I allowed it, letting her suck in air before my arm snaked around her, and my finger pushed into her cunt, groaning the moment it clenched and sucked ravenously around the single finger.
Her eyes dilated, her back arched with need while she rocked against my hand, pining for her release. Aria was my greedy little monster who didn’t care how it looked when need took control. She fucked like she fought, and she fought fucking hard and without mercy.
“To whom do you belong, Aria?” I demanded, my air getting stuck in my throat at her needy moan that ripped from her lungs the moment I added another finger. Scissoring my fingers in her tight sheath, I watched her quiver with need. She tightened around them, sucking them deeper as her body chased the orgasm.
“No one!” she ground out through clenched teeth.
Aria’s eyes locked with mine, oblivious to the other male watching me bring my girl to her release. He could fucking watch her come this once, see how she succumbed to my control and touch. Her pussy was already soaked with the need for my cock, and fuck if I didn’t want to give her everything she needed at this moment, and that need was visceral.
“Wrong answer, pretty girl,” I groaned, pulling my fingers out before slamming them in, harder and harder until she was gasping and meeting them with her need. My hand released her ass, slipping around her throat lazily, cutting off her airflow. “You’re not coming until you admit to whom you belong to.”
Her eyes held mine, and I felt her pussy clenching, tightening with her impending release. A moment before she could claim it, I pulled my fingers out, holding them against her pussy that was clasping air with need.
It was demanding to be fucked, yet I wouldn’t cave to her cunt’s sweet pleas. I wouldn’t fuck her until she was crazed and wild with need. I wouldn’t be fucking Aria until she was begging to be fucked, and her need was undeniable. I also wouldn’t do it with the asshole watching me getting her sweet, tight pussy off.
“Knox, you bastard,” she cried, her body tensing, clenching, and trembling with violent need.
“That’s not the answer I want from you.” I pushed her legs apart, dropping to my knees, lapping slowly around her drenched opening while she watched me.
It took everything within me not to grab her thighs and wrap my arms around them and bury my fucking cock in her cunt. I’ve craved the taste of the little bitch since the first lick in that library.
She’d come over my face, dripped down my chin, and I’d fucking loved every moment. I’d forced orgasm after orgasm to drain every single ounce of come and strength from her until she’d stopped fighting me to get away from the pleasure she’d endured.
Aria had roared her release in that library. I’d never wanted to fuck anyone more than I had her. I’d come in my fucking pants like some bitch instead of spreading her willing thighs and pounding into her haven that begged me to take what she so willingly offered. Fucking magic.
Her thighs clenched my head, and I chuckled huskily against her cunt. I lifted my eyes to lock with hers as I wrapped my arms around her thighs, holding her there for me to fuck her with my mouth. Her pussy was soaked, drenched for me already.
I dragged my tongue from one end to the other, feeling her trembling w
ith need. Her body was so close to coming, so fucking responsive to me that I had to force my mouth away from her, waiting out the orgasm she’d been chasing.
“To whom do you belong, Aria?” I demanded again, craving to hear her whisper it in passion almost as much as I wanted the prick behind me to hear her scream it.
I’d given the bastard my back, a show of disrespect. I showed him I didn’t fear him, nor did I care that he was behind me. It was the lowest form of not giving a fuck that a king could illustrate to another male. To turn your back on another warrior told them you weren’t afraid of them, and that you didn’t find them a worthy opponent. It was a show of disrespect.
I wasn’t afraid of him, nor did I care that he witnessed Aria come for me because he didn’t even exist in our world. He’d told her he wanted to mate her. Not keep her, not treasure her, just wanted to breed her needy womb.
Not that I’d said much better. I was a cold, unfeeling prick to Aria, unable to tell her how much I craved her.
“Please!” she screamed, her pussy clenching air, arousal dripping from it with her creature adding to it so she could take me in my true form. I fucking loved the taste of her arousal on my tongue, covering my lips.
“Say it, and I’ll make you come so hard you’ll paint my face with your orgasm,” I chuckled, peering up at her through hooded eyes, turned on by my own fucking game.
Her silver hair was bathed in sweat from my denial to allow her release. Aria’s eyes were fucking blown, her pupils fully dilated from lust. Rosy, pink nipples pressed against the thin dress she wore, begging to be nibbled.
My fingers trailed over her slick, wet opening, and her body released her heady scent in welcome for me and me alone. Her womb begged me to fill it, and fuck if I didn’t want anything more than to oblige its desperate need to be coated in my release.
“Never!” she growled, and I smirked, hearing the challenge buried in her tone.
Standing, I cupped her face and peered into her eyes, sensing her creature watching me. I could feel her power threatening to unleash and take what her pretty shell denied her. She was so fucking close that I could taste the orgasm thick in the air between us.
“You want to bet?” I asked, pushing my fingers into her pussy, but only to the knuckles.
Her body jerked, tightening, and her eyes rolled back as the sexiest noise I’d ever heard in my entire life escaped her throat. The sound was half-moan, half-purr, and so fucking filled with her wanton need that my balls sucked into my stomach, tightening with the need to spill my seed.
I kissed her hard, so fucking hard that we both panted and gasped for air when I pulled away. My knuckles ran over her opening, and I made sure to bump her clit, watching her eyes widening while she lost the fight to me.
“Admit it to you and me, woman. We’re the only ones here who will hear it,” I murmured, flicking her clit several times, teasing her with the need to watch the orgasm unravel her.
When Aria came, it was the rawest, intense show of pleasure and pain mixed together. Her body shuddered, writhed, and her pussy got wet with her arousal until my cock was soaked with it. Her back arched, and her nipples got so fucking hard that my teeth fucking hurt with the need to bite them. Best of all? When she came, she roared my fucking name like I was the only male she’d ever wanted or needed. Like in her world, I was the only male who would ever fucking matter.
However, she wasn’t getting it easy this time. She needed to learn to listen, to be obedient, and take commands. Aria was wild and unwilling even to meet me halfway. She challenged me; stubbornly ignored the need we both felt, and now she had more motherfuckers trying to claim her enchanting fucking pussy.
“You want to come for me, pretty girl? Tell me to whom you fucking belong. I want to hear you admit it to me, and to yourself,” I growled, rattling until her body tightened with the call to my creature, hearing him through the red-haze of need burning her to ashes. “Tell me so I can give you what you want, what you crave.”
“You!” Her voice echoed through the cave.
My stomach clenched with the need to free my cock and hear her screaming as I stretched her full, taking up every ounce of space in her tightening cunt until I’m pushing against her womb painfully.
“Good girl,” I murmured, flicking her clit while I threaded my fingers through her hair. I yanked it painfully, hearing her gasp of shock as the pain and pleasure dueled for precedence. “Look over my shoulder, into the shadows,” I demanded, forcing her to look where the male was watching us together.
I could smell his arousal. I knew he was about to explode from her heady scent and her sexy fucking noises that escaped her tight throat. I listened for her whisper of shock, and when I heard it, I pushed my fingers deep into her soaking cunt and pounded into her body without mercy.
I let loose of the control I held, freeing my need to hear her screaming my name. Her pussy tightened, clamping down hard as I hit every nerve against her tight channel. My thumb snaked up, working her swollen clit until she was about to explode, and right before she did, I lifted her against my mouth, claiming her clit between my lips.
I fucking destroyed her cunt with my tongue, pushing into her tight, soaking wet pussy. I feasted on her come, releasing as I rubbed her pussy against my mouth until she screamed my name, uncaring that we still had an audience. Her hands held onto my hair, and I laughed against her clenching sex, drinking her arousal down as she stared into his eyes. My girl, motherfucker.
I knew the moment the male exploded in his pants, because I fucking came too, hard. Her hands were in my hair, holding me where she needed me. Aria fucking slammed her pussy against my mouth, hard and needy. Her arousal painted my lips, my chin, and the moment she moaned my name, I lost my shit and came too. Her pleasure drove me to madness, and she fucking knew it.
I didn’t let her orgasm end. It went on forever. Aria bucked against my mouth until my lips swelled from slamming against my teeth while she fucked my face greedily. Her blood was there too, and I couldn’t figure out which one I like more, the fact that she fucking rode my face so hard she hurt us both, or that she came so hard I had to fucking swallow her down with the blood.
I released her, allowing her body to trail down mine until she could feel my hard cock already needing more of her, to be buried within her tight cunt. My hand snaked up through her hair, and I forced her to watch me licking my mouth clean from her arousal.
Aria moaned, her body continuing to tremble as the orgasm echoed through her. I smiled at her, but it wasn’t friendly. It was cold and unfeeling, and she knew I was pissed.
I leaned down, sinking my teeth into her shoulder before she exploded violently. Her body belonged to me. I knew it. It was why she always exploded without a choice when I bit her shoulder, marking her.
Drawing away from her, my tongue snaked out to seal the wound. My hand captured her throat, and I held her stare. “If you ever flirt with another creature in front of me again, I’ll bend you over and fuck you in front of him so he can see how hard you come for me. I’ll let him see how primal you are for me when you are naked down to your bare bones, woman. Do you understand me?”
She didn’t reply. Her mouth opened and closed, and I smiled before laughing low and huskily. “Now you know what I mean when I say I’m about to lick the attitude out of you. Be a good girl, Aria. Walk, we have a long trek back to camp.”
I turned, staring straight into the other male’s turquoise gaze with an open challenge. Aria’s come still painting my face, I licked around it, letting the beast peer out beneath the veneer I wore.
The male stepped back, his eyes burning with turquoise fire and embers. My smile was all serrated teeth and bite that promised to sever head from throat. He smiled back, his eyes burning with something I couldn’t discern. I rattled, but he didn’t return the call because Aria answered it, her sultry fucking noise making both of us turn and take notice of her presence.
“Are you coming, asshole? Or do you expect me to s
uck your cock first?” She purred, and we both groaned before her eyes slid to the silver-haired male, and her lips thinned. I almost smiled at the anger burning in her stare. “You know what? On second thought, you can suck each other off.” She didn’t bother waiting around to see our reply before she started up the stairs, forcing me to follow her.
I watched Aria’s hips swaying up the steps, smelling the arousal I’d placed on her, heady and addictive. The rose shampoo was doing little to hide her scent.
As I’d suspected, Aurora had added shit into her shampoo and body wash to hide what she was from the others. Aria hadn’t had any fucking clue, or she’d have commented that the shampoo I had given her was missing something.
The fact that she had men with similar coloring chasing her pissed me off. I’d encountered no one else with her coloring within the Nine Realms until her. Now they seemed to coming out of the shadows, and were showing up around her, often.
It made it damn hard to figure out which breed she was, other than something similar to us. I had a general idea, but her blackening claws weren’t something I’d ever seen before, and that was dangerous considering I’d seen every breed within the Nine Realms. Even the oldest ones.
Aria’s taunt haunted me. Her need to be loved and create life wasn’t something I could offer her. I knew it, and yet I couldn’t let her go. It had socked me in the gut that she thought she could leave me to find someone else who would love her. It shouldn’t have fucking stung as much as it had.
Not fucking happening.
She was mine.
I ground my jaw thinking about it, and her pretty eyes turned to look over her shoulder, locking with mine. My nails pushed through my fingers without warning. Teeth elongated, slamming through my gums with the need to fucking mark her violently.
Everywhere.
My stomach clenched again, imagining her middle swollen with another’s child growing within her. The thought of her lips touching theirs, and Aria kissing another male as she had kissed me in the pool, enraged me.
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