Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Knox
“You’re not looking at me like I’m a stupid girl,” she said.
“I’m not?” I asked.
“No, you’re looking at me like you’d love to fuck me again.”
My lip twitched toward a sneer; she knew exactly what she was doing to me, but she was right… I would love to fuck her again.
I’d give anything to grasp that knot on her nape, pull her head back, and bury myself in her. I’d fuck her until she pleaded with me to stop, and then I’d fuck her some more. I wouldn’t stop until I finished with her.
I’d make her feel… make her see…
See what? How messed up I am? How badly they damaged me in the harem? What would I make her see? Would I become one of them just to make her understand?
I will never be like one of them.
Running a hand over the stubble lining my jaw, I ground my teeth together as I tore my attention away from her. I’d never be like them, but I couldn’t deny the sick feeling of wanting to make her suffer too.
Things with Briar had always been sweet and loving. Yes, there were rougher moments and times when I lost control, but that wasn’t what I wanted from her now.
I looked at the lowleeto as sickness churned in my gut. As if sensing my thoughts, the creature eyed me with a scowl I wouldn’t have considered possible for its frankly adorable features.
“And that won’t ever happen again.” Briar’s words drew my attention back to her. “You won’t ever claim me as your mate again, remember?”
“I don’t have to claim you as my mate to fuck you. I only claimed you once, but I’ve felt your tight, wet cunt many, many times.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“I am.” When I prowled closer, her shoulders stiffened. “But I’m also honest.”
She threw her arms in the air. “Well, yippee for you! Let’s throw a party! We can get some music and dance all night to celebrate how revoltingly honest you are!”
“And what kind of a party would we throw for you?”
When I stopped a couple of feet away from her, her head tipped back, and her eyes filled with fury.
“We’ll throw the one you want to throw for me,” she grated. “We’ll celebrate what an awful liar I am and how I betrayed you and had you thrown into the harem.”
When I prowled closer, she stepped back and into the counter. With nowhere to retreat to, her breath hitched when I planted my hands beside her on the marble. Fear flickered through her eyes as she realized provoking me probably wasn’t her wisest choice.
“Is that the party I want to throw?” I inquired in a low voice.
“It’s the one you’ve been throwing since you took me from the harem.”
“So I have.”
Without thinking, I lifted my hand to brush back a strand of her hair. She slapped my hand away.
“Don’t touch me!” she snapped.
Unwilling to be told what I could and couldn’t do in my home, I grasped the strand and tugged her closer. Briar’s nostrils flared as she resisted my pull. Her body was as unyielding as stone while her pulse thudded in her neck.
With her hair still in hand, I skimmed my index finger down her jugular, tracing the rapid beat there. “You used to love my touch.”
“That was a different you.”
My mouth curved into a cruel smile. “I didn’t hear you complaining when my tongue was in your pussy a few days ago.”
“That’s because you finally shut up.”
When I gave her hair a small tug, her eyes blazed in response. Nor could she hide her scent; she wasn’t scared… she was angry… and aroused.
I extended a claw and ran it down her chest to the edge of the white binding. I preferred it when she forgot the irritating material, but it was easy enough to remedy that.
Briar’s breath hitched when I slid my claw down her binding, slicing it open as far as she’d unbuttoned her shirt. When the creamy tops of her breasts swelled out of the material, my cock stiffened as the beast roared.
It clamored to sink its fangs into her and brand her as its mate forever.
She still bore my first mark on her neck; the scars would never vanish, but that was a different animal, and the beast was very aware of that.
It demanded to leave its claim upon her, but I wouldn’t allow it, and that incensed the creature.
Her breasts rose and fell with each of her breaths as I trailed my claw down them to dip it into the valley. She’d always been so enticing, warm, and inviting as she yielded to me, but she remained rigid.
When my eyes met hers again, I stepped into her, letting her feel the rigid evidence of my arousal. Her pupils dilated, and she bit her lip but didn’t relax into me.
I eyed her red, luscious lips as I resisted kissing her. “Your mouth can do such magnificent things,” I murmured.
“I thought it only spewed lies.”
With her hair still entwined around my finger, I pulled her head back a little as I grasped her knot. “Does it spew lies, Briar?”
“I don’t know, Knox, why don’t you tell me?”
Lifting my hand, I retracted my claw to run my finger over her bottom lip. “I remember the way it slid over my dick, taking me deep until it hit the back of your throat.”
The memory caused my testicles to tighten in anticipation.
“And the sounds this mouth made as you called my name and begged for more,” I continued.
Through the winds of time, her voice whispered through my mind. It enveloped me in memories as my balls ached.
Why can’t I resist this woman?
My hand slid away from her lip as I grazed my knuckles down her body and dipped my hand between her thighs. She gasped when I cupped her mound.
“I remember how wet your pussy was and how eager it was to accept my cock.”
Her heart raced faster as her breath became little more than pants.
“I remember everything about you, Briar. I’ve tried to forget, but it’s impossible.”