5. Chapter 4 #2
Crap, he’s going to do something illegal to try and find Alexiana isn’t he? and I’m going to have to look the other way…
“You seem to know all my brothers, Kodi,” Knuckles sneers, and I look his way but swallow hard as I lock eyes with his that instantly have me entranced, even with the anger in them.
I don’t understand the dislike, the nastiness. I never even looked his way in high school, never spoke to him because he beat up my brother, yet he has hatred for me.
“I went to school with all of you, Knuckles, and I’m also friends with Clark,” I remind him and his jaw ticks just as movement behind him catches my attention and some woman wearing a dress that makes mine look modest, her breasts literally popping out to the point I can see her nipple, lifts her hands and gently runs her bright red nails along his huge shoulders.
My stomach drops, and I look down, hoping to hide the sudden wave of disappointment I’ve never felt before, but I look up when I hear him growl so deep, it sends shivers down my spine.
My mouth parts and Knuckles shoves the woman back, making her gasp and stumble into some guy who knocks her in the face with his arm as he cheers along with the crowd for whoever is fighting in the ring and ignoring the havoc he’s just caused, Knuckles grabs my arm, shocking me then drags me through the rowdy crowd, forcing them to move out of the way and a man standing near the archway wearing a leather cut that says prospect, gives him a nod but his eyes widen when they lock onto me as Knuckles drags me through the archway and I give him a grimace.
Everything in me, my personality alone screams to yank my arm back, to fight him but as I eye inside what I’m assuming is a medical room with double doors that I’m being dragged past, I lock on Mags groaning on a medical bed, but his swollen eyes following me, blood dripping down his face.
I swallow my pride and allow Knuckles to drag me to a room at the end of the hallway.
He slams open the door that has office written on the frosted window and throws me inside which I don’t expect and I stumble in my heels which has me tripping but before I can fall or even look around the room, Knuckles grabs my arm and pulls me back so I’m slammed against the now closed door.
It has me gasping in shock and Knuckles gets in my face and my stomach flutters.
Okay, is it bad that I find this hot?
Crap.
“Want to back up a bit?” I grit, confused by my reaction to him. “You may be able to fight, Knuckles, but so can I, and I'm not afraid of what your cut represents,” I threaten, knowing I can throat punch him and get out of here before he even realizes what has happened.
Everything in my body is pulling towards him, but my head is telling me to run.
“I’ll ask you again, what the fuck are you doing here, Kodi?” he says, spitting out my name with so much hate that it has me swallowing the lump forming. Leaning closer, so our lips are inches apart, he accuses with disgust, “You don’t belong in a place like this!”
Well, safe to say the man definitely hates me, even though he never even looked at me before he saved those kids. Heck, I was invisible to him in high school.
“You don’t even know me, so one, stop man-handling me and two, back up before you see what I’m really capable of. And lastly, three, I could come here all the time for all you know,” I grit, trying to ignore my body's pull towards him.
“I own this place, so I know for a fact you’ve never come here before,” he admits with a raised brow, calling me out, and I swallow.
Okay, so never mind, I can’t bullshit my way out of this one.
“A few girls at work mentioned the fight and I just wanted some fun,” I finally relent when he doesn’t move out of my space and he narrows his eyes at my words before he takes in my outfit again, his eyes locking where the middle of my chest is visible, including the side swells of my breasts on either side of the fabric.
Instantly, his face darkens and I know he’s taken my words out of content and something I can’t decipher crosses his face.
I open my mouth to quickly explain what I meant, but instead, I clamp it shut when he moves his head down.
“Some fun, huh?” he confirms, and just when I think he’s going to kiss me, he nips my chin, which sends a jolt down my spine, before running his lips down my neck, that has me weakening at the knees, his breath sending tingles down my spine.
Oh my….
I swallow hard. I have two choices here, tell him not that kind of fun, or give him my virginity, something I held out on giving until marriage that will never happen.
Maybe so I don’t actually die a virgin, because that shit would just be tragic, even though I always said I didn’t want someone touching me.
But that someone is Knuckles, who makes me tingle.
Decisions, decisions…
He nips my collarbone, and I suck in a breath at the lust that hits me.
I never thought I would feel anything like that- and as my panties drench, my mouth moves before I can stop myself, and I lie, “Yeah, some fun…” And he growls as he grips my ass, shocking me as he lifts me, and out of instinct, I wrap my legs around his waist just as his teeth latch onto my nipple, and I throw my head back as he bites down hard, which sends an electric current of lust through me.
Oh, holy shit, I’m suddenly glad I didn’t wear a bra.
I squeeze my legs around his waist as I throb between my legs, causing him to bite my nipple harder, and my stomach tightens, shocking me.
Please tell me I’m not going to…
I gasp as he yanks my dress to the side, snapping the strap over my shoulder, then pinches my other nipple, and I see stars.
My clit pulses as my stomach tightens, and pleasure like no other hits me out of nowhere as my panties become soaked, and all he did was two seconds of nipple play.
Knuckles chuckles, and I swear my face heats up as I feel him move his hand between us, but I don’t open my eyes that are squeezed shut or move my head, just like he doesn’t let go of my nipple with his teeth.
I feel him grip my panties, then he pulls them to the side before suddenly something thick and hard presses against my center.
I don’t tense up as I should, instead, I move my hips like a hussy as he thrusts forward, filling me inch by delicious inch, which has me questioning why I allowed what my mother did to keep me from feeling this full.
Knuckles tenses then stills as he meets my barrier and I squeeze my eyes tight wondering if he’s going to pull out but he doesn’t lift from my breast, instead he moves to my exposed nipple, wraps his tongue around it and sucks hard as he pulls out slightly before thrusting forward hard, tearing my barrier sending pain through me making me scream as I arch my back while my walls squeeze him in and he groans loudly.
Okay, so having your virginity thrust into hurts more than they say, but Knuckles doesn’t allow me to think about it or to get used to his large size.
Biting down harder on my nipple that I know will bruise he thrusts his hips hard and fast that has me seeing stars despite the pain which just seems to add to my pleasure.
I can’t help but moan because I know I’m not going to last which is completely shocking because Belle had said at graduation to Clark that it’s rare for women to orgasm after losing their virginities, or even orgasm at all with a man which made Clark gag because obviously Belle was screwing her brother.
Knuckles grunts against my nipple as he bites down on it hard, and my orgasm hits me fast and hard, my stomach tightening yet again, my walls pulsing and I scream loudly as he tilts his hips, hitting a spot deep inside I didn’t even know existed, and he groans, “Fuck...” As I squeeze his cock tightly and he loses his momentum before he comes deep inside me, that sends me into aftershocks that light up my whole body as I slump against the door.
What we just did instantly hitting me like a ton of bricks.
Holy crap, that was, I mean…
Damn, what did we just do?
What did I just do?
I said I’d never let a man touch me because I wanted to wait until marriage, but I didn’t believe in love anymore, yet five minutes in his presence…
Breathing hard, I don’t look at him, not knowing how to feel right now, my body relaxed yet my mind not able to understand what I just allowed.
He doesn’t lift his head from my nipple, instead he gently runs his tongue over it then sucks, causing me to flutter around his cock.
His cum, my orgasm and blood run down my ass and he moans before thrusting his hips again, his semi hard cock twitching inside me, wanting another round and I know it’s going to be a long night of pleasure and distraction before he makes me feel just like my mother…
A whore.