Chapter 7
7
KNOX
I felt fucking wild as I stared at Kelsie. She was mine in every sense of the word.
I raked my gaze over her, taking note that she’d always been beautiful, but with time, she had become even more so.
I wasn’t going to waste another second.
I grabbed her wrists and yanked them up so they were above her head, pinning her down and caging her in. Right now, I felt frenzied, crazed. All I could see, smell, hear, and think about was Kelsie, about claiming her.
Her breath hitched as I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re mine ,” I growled, my voice dark and wholly possessive. “And I want you to fucking swear it. I want you to mean it.”
She hesitated, and I tightened my grip on her wrists, snarling like a fiend.
“Swear it,” I demanded a second time, my teeth grazing her earlobe.
“You know I’m yours. I’ve always been yours,” she whispered, and the block of solid ice the froze around my heart the day she left splintered.
“Louder.” My voice was ominous, filled with dominance and unyielding control, and I sucked her earlobe in to clamp between my teeth this time.
“God,” she moaned, her hips rolling instinctively. “I’m yours, Knox. Now and forever.” Her voice broke, and I could feel her pulse racing under my fingertips.
And that splintered ice shattered, freeing my heart and allowing it to begin beating again for the first time in years.
I licked the side of her neck, humming in approval at how sweet she tasted. “Good girl,” I murmured, releasing her wrists and pushing up to stare down at her. Kelsie’s eyes were wide with passion and need, and her mouth parted as air sawed in and out through her pretty, pink lips.
I didn’t give her a chance to think. I kissed her hard, my lips crushing hers, my tongue demanding entrance. And she submitted, giving me everything I wanted and more.
Kelsie wrapped her arms around my shoulders and melted into me, her hands tangling in my hair as I deepened the kiss. Fuck, she tasted sweet. Like everything I’d been missing in my life since she left.
I couldn’t get enough.
When she started undulating beneath me, I gripped her hips, loving that she gasped in pleasure when I dug my fingers into her soft, warm flesh. I trailed my lips down her neck, dragging my teeth and tongue along her skin, nipping at her until she started begging me to fuck her.
“Knox,” she moaned, her hands tugging at my hair, pulling me closer to her, like I was the only thing keeping her grounded.
Fuck, that was sure as hell what I felt with her.
“You’re mine,” I repeated, my voice low as I moved downward, my lips and teeth leaving marks on her skin. I wanted my brand on her creamy flesh, wanted to look at her naked body tomorrow and see the proof of my claim. “And I’m going to make sure as fuck you never forget it, Kelsie baby.”
I grabbed her thighs roughly, wrenching them farther apart, and my eyes became transfixed by the pink, wet cunt staring back at me. Every part of her made my mouth water and my dick throb. Hell, my cock was leaking pre-cum like a motherfucker.
When I was settled back on my knees between her obscenely spread legs, I rana hand over my mouth and just enjoyed the view. Kelsie was drenched, already dripping with that sweet pussy juice for me. “Good fucking girl.”
I didn’t tease her, didn’t waste time with foreplay. I was too fucking hard and angry at the bastards who thought to even come near her. I was too fucking desperate to claim her again and for good. I notched the tip of my cock at her cunt hole, the crown pressing against her entrance, and in one brutal, fluid motion, I pushed inside.
She cried out, her back arching off the bed, her perfect tits shaking from the motion. I felt her scrape her nails down my scalp and lower until she was no doubt leaving red scratches along the expense of my back. I wanted those red marks on me. I wanted her to dig deeper and break the skin, because more than anything, I wanted to look in the mirror at them and see what she did to me.
Fuck, Kelsie was so damn tight and so fucking wet. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to lose myself in her right then and there and fill her up with my cum, to make her take every ounce until she was knocked up with my baby.
But I wasn’t about to end it yet. I wanted—needed—her to come before I let myself go. To make her feel good when she had been so scared, so hurt.
I moved, lost in the euphoric feelings of her pussy milking my cock, demanding my jizz. My thrusts were hard and fast, and each one drove her further into the mattress as I dug my feet in and really fucking plowed her.
Her moans filled the room, each one louder than the last, and I knew I was pushing her, knew I was taking her right up to the limits of what she could take. But I didn’t care. I needed this… needed her like I needed my next breath.
I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear, as I whispered, “You’re mine, Kelsie. You always have been. Isn’t that right?” My voice was rough, possessive. “Say it again.”
“I’ve always been yours.”
I hummed in approval. “And I’m not letting you go. Ever. Again.”
She whimpered as I punctuated each word with a brutal thrust, her pussy tightening around my length, and I knew my girl was close to going over the edge. That was good, really fucking good, because I was about to blow my wad.
“Come for me, Kelsie,” I grit out, my thrusts even more relentless. “Come for me. Milk my cock for all this cum I have for you. Do it now for me, baby.” I leaned back, my hands still on her hips, digging my fingers into her flesh. I stared at where we were connected, sweat forming on my brow as I thrust in and out like a man possessed.
And then she came, her body shaking, her screams of pleasure echoing through the room as my girl fell apart beneath me. Christ, I wasn’t far behind, and I didn’t resist. My release crashed through me as I filled her up in the most primal, lewd way imaginable.
My seed blew out of me so powerfully I let my head fall back and roared as I came harder than I ever had in my fucking life.
When my balls were drained, I collapsed on top of her, bracing my forearms on either side of her head, my breathing ragged. Christ, my body still shook with the aftershocks of how fucking good she felt. Right in all ways.
And as I tried to catch my breath, I knew three things were certain.
Kelsie was mine. I wasn’t letting her go. And I was going after the fuckers who threatened her.
No one touches my girl.