Chapter 8
EIGHT
Daisy
The mating heat hits me as soon as I open my eyes. It’s just like the girls said it would be—an undeniable energy swirling around and within me. My whole body is buzzing, and all I can think about is being close to Knox.
I kick the blankets off my flushed skin and roll over, wondering where he is.
After we ate last night, I cleaned up while he walked his friends out.
Then he took over, sitting me on the counter while he washed dishes and put them away.
I tried to protest, but I knew it was no use.
Knox seems to love doing things for me. He gets this cute smile whenever he helps me out. It’s so sweet.
The bedroom door opens, and I lean up on my elbows to look at Knox. His eyes lock with mine, and he swallows hard. With one look, I know he can feel the mating heat too. He looks like he’s seconds away from pouncing on me. Without thinking, I spread my legs wider in invitation.
“Fuck,” he groans.
My cheeks heat with a blush. “Morning.”
He swallows hard. “Morning, mate. Why don’t you go back to sleep? It’s still early.”
“I can’t,” I tell him, sitting up fully. “Are you leaving now?”
“Yeah, I just came to change my clothes. Logan will be here in a few.”
“You have to be safe,” I say, fear gripping me.
“I will. I promise, I’ll be back tonight. Then we can celebrate your freedom. Why don’t you find a restaurant where you’d like to eat tonight?”
I know he’s trying to reassure me, but all I can think about is him not coming back. What if Joe frames him too? What if something happens to Knox? I mean, Joe clearly isn’t a stable individual.
“Hey, Daisy,” Knox says gently, moving closer and gathering me into his arms. “I’ll be fine. Logan has my back, and we’ve planned this. We’ve thought of everything. It’s going to be all good.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go,” I whisper.
“Me too, I hate leaving you, but I don’t want you stressed or worrying about this any longer. My mate should always be happy.”
I am. Being here with him is the happiest I’ve ever been. Heck, I’ve only been here for two days, and I have everything I’ve been looking for my whole life.
“I need you to come home,” I whisper.
He holds me tighter. “I will.”
A car horn honks outside.
Knox sighs. “I need to get ready, Daisy. You should too. I talked to the guys, and their mates are coming over today to keep you company. You liked them, right? You seemed happy talking to them yesterday, but if not, I can call and cancel—”
“No, I liked them.” I cut him off. “They’re all friendly, and I’d love to see them again.”
“Good.” He kisses my forehead and sets me back on the bed.
I watch as he grabs some clothes and goes into the bathroom. He showers quickly and emerging minutes later, fully dressed.
He heads right for me and leans down, cupping my face. “I’ll see you tonight.”
He kisses me softly. Or at least it starts out softly. Within moments, the two of us are wrapped around each other. Knox’s body comes down over mine, pressing me into the mattress. I moan, wrapping my legs around his hips.
“Goddamn, Daisy,” he growls.
I gasp, rocking my hips against the stiff ridge in his pants.
His lips are like a brand as he kisses down my neck, nipping the sensitive skin. I shiver, seconds away from begging him to stay and make love to me, when the car horn blares outside again.
“Shit,” Knox groans, looking tortured. “I have to go.”
I pout up at him.
“I promise, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I sigh, releasing my grip on him, and he drags himself off the bed. He looks pissed to be leaving me. I try to get myself under control, but it’s impossible. All I can think about is having his delicious weight on me again.
“You can feel it,” Knox says, his eyes dark and heavy with need.
I know he’s talking about the mating heat. “Yeah. As soon as I woke up.”
“Are you in need?” he asks, looking torn.
“Yes.”
He groans. “I can’t have that, mate.”
Before I can react, he grabs my legs and drags me to the side of the bed. He rips his boxers down my legs and falls to his knees.
“Wha—”
He cuts me off by burying his face in my pussy.
“Mmm,” he growls, his tongue licking through my folds.
“Oh!” I cry out, my back arching off the bed.
Hearing my cries seems to spur him on. He groans as he licks every inch of me.
His tongue rolls over my clit, and I scream his name, my thighs clamping around his head.
That doesn’t seem to faze him, though. He just keeps eating me out, his thick tongue licking down to my virgin opening and back up to tease my clit.
“Oh! Right there!”
My body is coiled tight, so close to exploding. Knox grips my thighs, pinning them to the mattress, opening me up so he has more room to maneuver.
His mouth closes over my pussy, and I see stars. When he sucks my clit into his mouth, I fly.
“KNOX!” I scream, my eyes falling closed as I come.
He snarls, his tongue licking up every drop of my release. Each time it flicks over my clit, another baby orgasm hits me.
By the time he stands, licking my juices off his lips, I’m a puddle on the bed.
“Better?” he asks, leaning over me to press a kiss against my lips.
“Uh-huh,” I mumble.
He smirks. “I’ll see you tonight, mate.”
“Be safe,” I whisper, kissing him once more.
I can taste myself on his lips, and within seconds, I need him again.
“Fuck,” he groans, sensing it. “I need to get out of here now or I never will.”
He looks like he wants to strip me bare and make me scream until I’m hoarse, but he forces himself to step back. One step, then two, then three.
“Tonight,” he promises.
Then he’s gone. I hear the front door open and close a minute later.
I lie back in bed. I should get up and dress before anyone shows up, but I need a moment to replay what just happened.
I’ve never really thought about sex before. Some of the older girls at the group home described it as more of a chore than something they enjoyed, but with Knox… wow.
I pull myself out of bed and shower. I can’t stop thinking and worrying about how the meeting will go. What happens if the charges are dropped? When I’m cleared, what will I do?
I don’t want to go back to Denver. I don’t want to be close to Joe. Besides, I have nothing there. Could I find a job here? What if I can’t? Would Knox move?
I mull over everything as I dry off and dress in one of his shirts.
I should’ve asked Knox to stop by my place and grab my things.
As I’m heading downstairs, I hear a knock at the door. I smile as I answer it and wave the girls in. I lock the door behind them and pray that they’ll distract me from worrying about Knox.