Page 93 of Ruthless Knight


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You can try to write about him and marginally succeed, but you can’t capture it all on paper. He’s too much, and still so much more.

His teeth graze my outer lips, and he sucks down hard on my clit. I come straight away, falling over the edge into a sea of pleasure as my juices flow into his mouth.

My body bows to the ruthless sensation sizzling through every part of me, then I’m consumed by the spikes of electricity that set my nerves on fire.

Knight drinks me up, never stopping until he’s lapped and licked me clean. Only then does he push to his feet, shove his pants down his hips, and free his cock, which looks bigger than ever.

My head is still spinning from the wild orgasm he just gave me, but I don’t get another second to prepare before he takes my leg, hooks it around his waist, and powers forward with his cock in one brutal thrust.

The moment he pierces into my body, he starts pumping fast and faster, pistoning into me as if he’s been dying to do so for a millennium. There is no prelude, no easing in slowly, or gradual build-up. His powerful thrusts wrack my body, each sending me reeling with cries of ecstasy falling from my lips.

I was wet and ready for him, but he’s so big, and it’s been so long since I’ve done anything like this.

Pleasure and pain mix together, becoming one.

Pleasure and pain created from the line we just crossed.

He’s inside me now. We’re not just simply playing around. We’re actually having sex—fucking.

We’ve only just begun, but this doesn’t feel like mere sex. It’s the cold, hard scandalous type of fucking that people have dark fantasies about and keep them locked away in the secret parts of their minds.

Catching my breath, I whimper and place my hands against his hard, muscular chest.

“Stay with me, Goddess, we’re just getting started.” He winks at me, then he continues his relentless pounding, moving deeper and harder.

Chaos erupts inside me, and I grab his shoulders, my nails digging into the solid skin as I come again, harder than ever before. Knight gives me no time to recover. He keeps going, his movements seeming to be fueled by my pleasure.

It feels as if I’m completely at his mercy now and the only push and pull between us is this moment where he’s fucking me.

Suddenly, he pulls out and turns me around to face the wall.

Positioning himself behind me, he thrust back into my passage, and a jolt of shock paralyzes my whole body.

This position feels so damn good, I feel him all over in every pore, cell, and particle that makes me, me. His thrusts are more powerful, hitting my G-spot with every pound.

My hair comes loose from my bun and falls over my face, blinding my view, but I shove it away so I can press my hands to the wall for support.

All I can hear now is the erotic sloppy sounds of us filling every corner of the room, then my thoughts shatter when Knight starts fucking me like he owns me and in such a way that I truly won’t forget who I belong to. Not now. Not ever.

Fire rushes over my skin, creating a delicious friction that makes me delirious.

This moment is where it feels like he truly takes me and we stay like this for what feels like eons, where he hammers into me and every nerve in my body awakens with new life.

I lose count of how many times I come. It seems to happen as effortlessly as breathing, until I feel weak from his unwavering power, but I take it knowing that we might not have this moment ever again.

If this is it, I’ll have it and deal with what comes next later.

Finally, his cock pulses against my walls and he comes with a deep, primal roar, sounding almost animalistic, like a beast. Or the Hell god I’ve christened him.

I come again, too, and we share the release, feeling the spellbinding pleasure that seems to ripple on into eternity as his hot cum floods my insides.

When his pumps slow and he pulls out, my knees give. I collapse against the wall, but Knight catches me, pulling me back against his chest, which is now dripping with sweat.

I’m sweating too. As if I’ve been in the sauna for a month.

His breath whispers over the nape of my neck, and I take a moment to take in the perfect synchronicity of our pounding hearts and the air around us buzzing with the energy of what we just did.

God, it feels like my Hades and I have just shattered the fabric of reality.

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