Knox didn’t waste time as he entered the house, marching toward the room I occupied. I pulled a portal to me, opening it as his heavy footfalls started up the stairs. The moment he stood in the bedroom doorway, heat rolled through me, and my body grew pliant with need.
Knox’s gaze slid down my body. His eyes turned heavy-lidded and filled with lust. My reaction to his proximity wasn’t normal. It created a violent need that stormed within us both. There was normal lust, and then there was the raw, intense lust that drove us, pledging violent sex, bone-jarring, leg shaking, unending pleasure that his eyes promised me. He didn’t need me to speak because he knew my answer without asking the question.
Knox was primal, and everything within him matched perfectly, and I matched him. My gaze held his, screaming for him to end the chase, begging him to slam me against the wall, part my legs, and make me cry his fucking name. His lips curled into a grin as he inhaled deeply, watching me through hooded, seductive eyes. I shivered with the need my expression begged him to give.
This man was brutality mixed with virility. He was darkened desires that left no inch untouched when he consumed you. The need that rushed through me was razor-sharp, etched in violence that I needed him to give me. The more hostile Knox got, the hotter I burned with a need for him to take me. I didn’t understand it, nor did I even care to look deeper at what we were.
There were ordinary people, and then there were us.
People flirted. They gazed shyly at each other, sparing brief glances and smiles, exploring looks or other shallow things about one another. I’d watched my sisters lure men in a thousand times. The steady flutter of eyelashes, or the cute little smirk that said, ‘Here I am, fuck me.’
Knox and I didn’t do that. I looked into his gaze, and I saw his bare bones. I felt the carnal need to get on my knees and worship him as he destroyed me. We went to war in bed, visceral need driving us to go deeper. Together, we’re both volatile and destructive. We could ruin worlds by coming undone without walls to protect them from us.
He stepped forward, and I trembled violently, which didn’t go unnoticed. Knox noticed everything about me. He knew that I arched my spine for him when he got too close. He saw my nipples pebbled against my top, and those fucking lips slid into a knowing grin. He isn’t oblivious to the signals my body exposed. If I were a song, I’d be the one he wanted to replay on repeat.
Knox didn’t speak, but the purr escaping those sinful lips rumbled through me. It reverberated off my clit, bounced to my nipples, and slid to my womb, awakening it with the promise of fulfillment. His eyes told me he’d enjoy breaking me, and mine said to bring it, daring him to dance with me. Knox’s mouth opened, revealing serrated teeth, causing my jugular to pulse with the need to bare my throat to his beast.
His nostrils flared, inhaling my scent as his body rippled with power. His chest rose and fell with silent breathing, and yet I knew it wasn’t rage rushing through him. It was need; a need so raw and undiluted that I smiled, unable to stop it from spreading across my lips as my eyes fluttered closed while I drank his scent deep into my lungs. I loved his smell, the dark spices mixed with male, driven by that deadly hint of darkening desire that caused my body to clench with anticipation anytime I caught a whiff.
“Aria,” he growled huskily, slowly letting his attention slide down my battered body. His eyebrow lifted, telling me he wasn’t happy to find me hurt.
Those sexy oceanic-depths slipped back to lock with mine as he held his hand out, no doubt expecting me to be struck stupid enough by desire to place mine into his. I smirked, watching as his body rippled with something deadly, reminding me that this man was more beast than human.
“Knox, you smell… delicious.” I bounced on my feet, needing him to slam his body against mine as he wrote his tag of ownership within me. I didn’t dare take my eyes off of him. The moment I did, he’d have me pinned against the wall, with that glorious cock of his buried in my heat. I’d be screaming his name like a prayer I couldn’t say enough times until we became nothing more than beasts in human clothing.
It wasn’t need.
It was a primal demand.
I wanted him, and he wanted me.
I was the sickness; he was the cure.
I was the chaos, and he was the storm.
Together, we’d destroy each other and enjoy every moment.
Knox had hurt me, and I’d hurt him. I didn’t care if it was wrong. It wasn’t about anyone else. It was just how we met as beasts on a need so primordial that others wouldn’t understand or even process that we were just… right when others would say it was wrong.
“Do I?” he asked, narrowing his eyes on me, dropping to my hands where my nails had pushed free. “Why can’t I smell you?”
“Because you’re not even on the same level as me right now,” I chuckled darkly, canting my head to the side, watching as he stepped forward. I stepped back, slipping through the portal to stand in a meadow filled with glowing flowers.
“You know that I will catch you eventually,” he growled through a deep rumble, unable to hide the lust entering his tone. “I tire of this game, little girl. When I finally catch you, that look burning in your eyes will become a fire that will leave us both in ashes.”
“I keep waiting for you to catch me, but you never do. If you tire of the game, you change the game you’re playing. You don’t get mad at the other person for your failures,” I taunted, trying to force him to come through the portal.
The desire to ride him had me wired. It was as if being this close to Knox made me into something else. I could feel his eyes, their scorching trail of heat as they slid down my body. My skin prickled, acknowledging every inch he surveyed.
Knox smirked wickedly, watching how I moved like an addict craving a fix, bouncing from foot to foot with pent up energy. Lust created need while his eyes promised me pain, sending excitement burning through my veins. His nostrils flared, trying to figure out what was happening to me as he licked his lips. I purred at the memory of that tongue buried in my body as he purred back, sending vibrations rumbling through me from within, hitting my clit. His tongue skills were something ordinary creatures probably hadn’t mastered or even realized was a thing.
Knox knew every erogenous part of me with carnal knowledge. He knew he could get violent because I liked it when he did, needing his bruises that came from the way he savaged me. He could bruise my hips, leave handprints on my thighs, and still, I begged him to fuck me harder. I let him wreck me, and I’d wrecked his ass right back, giving him blow for blow in the bedroom until we were both nothing more than empty, exhausted shells gasping for air. His smile was predatory, as if he remembered the same night, the exact fucking moment as we stared at one another.
“I always catch my prey, Aria. This isn’t a game for me. When I catch you, and I will, you’re going to know why I’m the fucking King.”
“Is that so?” I whispered, pushing my hands down my dress as his heavy gaze followed their trail. “I’m a needy bitch, so either do it already or stop talking. You seem to always taunt me, and yet you never follow through. You want me, and I want you. The thing is, I’m not willing to sell my soul to the devil to get the things I want from him. Don’t get me wrong, Knox. You’re deliciously wicked in bed, but you’re not the only cock in the Nine Realms. Now, are you? You want me because of what I have and what I can do. The thing is, you have no idea what that really is. You will soon, and when that happens, you’ll probably decide that I’m too dangerous to keep alive.”