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“Clothes off now.” I stomp my foot and turn. Giving him my back, I yank my hoodie and shirt over my head. I feel his gaze rake over my exposed skin and fight the shiver from breaking free as I begin to undo my jeans. It's stupid because he’s already seen me naked and yet I’m still nervous. Actually, according to him he's seen me naked a few times now. I hate that I don't know if what he says is true or not. I try to think back only for the pain in my head to return, I groan. “Stop thinking. Lose the fucking pants now or I'll do it."
I push through the stabbing pain in my head and shove the jeans down my legs, then take a deep breath ignoring him all together as I step into the tiny shower stall and turn it on. I plaster myself against the far wall hoping to keep as much space between us as I can but the moment he steps in, the shower feels like it's shrunk. I keep my gaze on the wall as I wait for the water to heat. Knox doesn't seem to care that he is openly staring at my body like he has the fucking right to. Even if what he says is true and I can't remember ever being with him, he should fucking respect that and get the hell away from me, but he won’t because he is a controlling prick.
“You can make this easy on yourself.” I give him the best fuck off side eye I can before I go back to staring at the wall hoping this shower will fucking heat up faster. “Hard way it is then,” he growls before he grips my hair, tugging on the strands and forcing me to face him. He narrows his eyes at the sight of the scowl on my face and yanks my hair harder drawing a hiss of pain from me. “Your face is saying what your mouth refuses to.”
“Oh, no my mouth can say you’re a cunt just fine.” His eyes spark with indignation but in the boldest of moves I have ever made in my life I strike out and grab his cock. His hold on my hair drops and he grunts as I crush his dick and balls, making him rise to his tiptoes.
“You are going to pay for this,” he grits out through clenched teeth.
“I’ve paid for enough already. You think you have the right to be mad?” I squeeze harder, drawing a loud curse from him. “You have no right. If what you and my sister have said is true then I’m the only one who gets to be fucking mad. Six years of my life has been a waste and a fucking lie!”
“Fuck. Let go, Lakeland.” Pain laces his words but fuck him and his heavy handed bullshit.
“I have you by the balls literally and you are going to do as I say.” His jaw locks and I see he wants to hurt me but he’s too fucking scared I’ll rip his cock off if he makes a wrong move.
“Name it.”
“I want to see my sister.” His forehead crinkles and his brows draw in.
“What?” Sighing, I release my hold on him and step back. I honestly expected him to beat the shit out of me or scream or something but no, he just stands there staring at me.
“I want to see my sister,” I say barely above a whisper. He cups his dick and grunts in pain, shooting me a filthy look. When he doesn’t respond, I step under the spray and pray the drain swallows me like it does the water. Tilting my head back, I let the water cascade down my face, relaxing slightly until I feel his lips on my exposed neck and his body plastered to my front. I keep my eyes closed and step back out of the spray thinking he will release me—stupid me, of course he doesn’t. He licks a trail down my neck and nips at my collar bone as I finally open my eyes. I grip his shoulders ready to push him away, when he grabs my waist at the same time.
“I’m not stopping,” he growls against my skin. Is he a mind reader? I’m about to tell him to fuck off until he captures my nipple in his mouth and a heady moan escapes me without consent. My grip on his shoulders turns from firm to lax as my head lulls back against the shower wall. When he flicks his tongue over the enlarged peak a shudder rolls through me.
“Knox,” I whine, not sure if I’m saying his name to get him to stop or because I want to beg him to continue. He bites down softly and I gasp as I press up onto my tiptoes. He releases it with a wet pop and places a soft kiss on it before changing sides but this time, he flicks his gaze up to me as he swirls his tongue across the peak, drawing a strangled moan from me. My hand fists in his hair as I pull him in closer, my mind and body are at war again but him sucking on my nipples has my pussy tingling.
He slips his hand between my thighs and I tense when I feel his fingers slip through my folds. A soft growl escapes him when he feels how wet I am. He swirls his finger around my entrance gathering my wetness and uses that on my clit.
“Fuck,” I cry out at the first touch. I feel him smirk against my nipple only I can’t find it within myself to care as long as he keeps touching me like this. Five minutes ago my mind was overloaded with thoughts and worry, but right now all I can focus on is him and the way he is touching me and the feelings he is bringing to life inside me. Knox releases my nipple but never stops circling my clit. He captures my lips in a kiss that robs me of breath, his tongue tangling with mine in a fight for control. It takes him all of a few seconds before he is the clear victor. I feel my orgasm cresting and wrap my arms around his neck in case my legs give out but the bastard uses that to his advantage and pulls his hand free only to grip my waist and lift me. Instinctively I lock my legs around him, not wanting to fall.
“Don’t fight this, it’s going to happen so accept it and thank me for the distraction when I have you seeing stars.” I have no reply as he lines his cock up with my entrance. I tense in anticipation of the pain but he distracts me by kissing me again. I get so lost in his taste that I barely register the sting of his cock slowly pushing inside me, inch by glorious fucking inch, until he is fully sheathed inside me. We both break apart and groan at the feeling. Last time wasn’t like this—it was rough, unwanted and stolen but this time, I want it. I need him to distract me and make me feel something other than this hollowness inside my chest. I want him to help me breathe again. “Fuck, you’re so tight, Lay.” He moans.
“Make me forget.” Three little words seem to change something inside him, his blissed-out look morphs into one of pure hunger, he almost looks savage as his hold on me turns punishing. He draws almost all the way out before slamming inside me again. I cry out, not giving a fuck who hears me as long as he keeps going and doesn’t stop. “Knox, fuck–”
“Shut the fuck up and take this dick like a good girl.” I bite down on my lip and take what he gives, loving the way he fills me. The fact he isn’t gentle or handles me softly only turns me on more. I can feel myself growing wetter with each thrust—fuck it feels so good. He growls as he pulls out of me and drops me to my feet. I’m about to scream at him for stopping until he spins me around to face the wall and grabs my hips. “Hands flat against the wall and spread your legs.” The hunger in his tone has me eagerly obeying. “Still the same.”
“What?” I don’t push him for an answer as he thrusts inside me. I scream out. Fuck, this angle feels so different, he feels deeper and… Jesus, when he pulls almost all the way out and slams back into me I nearly see stars.
“The only way to get you to submit is by fucking you.” His words don’t register as I feel my orgasm building. I try to latch onto it, needing to come so badly that I would do anything he asks as long as he makes me shatter.
“Yes, like that, make me come,” I cry out. His hold on my waist turning almost violent as he fucks me deeper, harder than before, forcing me to push back against him or risk headbutting the wall. “Oh my God.”
“I told you before, I am your fucking God. Now come,” he snarls in my ear before biting down on my shoulder and reaching around me to pinch my clit between his fingers. I come so fucking hard that my legs give out and my vision turns black as I scream his name until my throat is hoarse. His arm around my waist is the only thing keeping me standing as he continues to fuck me ruthlessly, chasing his own release. I feel my pussy clamping down on his cock trying to hold him inside me and that’s what it takes for him to let go and come deep inside me.
“Fuck, Lake,” he roars out, the sound of my name coming from him as he shatters sends a delicious shiver down my spine. “Fuck, I hope your sister was telling the truth, it will break me to kill you.”
Knox
I slipped up earlier, I never should have told her it would break me to kill her.
If it turns out that she did end my sister’s life because she was a drunk coward and left her in that car while she fled, I will skin her alive and deal with the repercussions later. After showering, I found her some clothes and dragged her out to the living room where she has sat silently for the past hour while Tay cooked dinner. By cooking dinner, I mean he picked up the phone and ordered Chinese, then sent one of the guys to pick it up. He's plating it all up while Xander and I lean against the counter sipping a beer each.
“Jerry called while you were… busy.” I shoot Taylan a warning glare to shut his fucking mouth, the bastard just smirks. I look over at Lakeland who is still staring at the TV screen, it’s obvious she is lost in her own thoughts. “What are you going to do when you meet up with Knight?”
“What are you trying to play at here?” I snap at my best friend who looks taken back by my pissed off tone.
“What do you mean?”
