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I was naked in the woods, being railed against a tree. Dirt and gods knew what else was in my hair. Then there was the fact that he held my legs spread apart so he could do whatever he wanted to my pussy. It was either bark scrapping my tits or rocks, and I was pretty sure my own come was dripping down my leg as my body begged for more. But, what more could he fucking do? I wasn’t sure I wanted to ask, let alone find out.
“Tell me you’re mine.” He pulled out from my body and stepped back.
I toppled to the ground, gasping for air as my pussy clenched with the need to be filled. He was fucking joking, right? Turning my head, I glared at him as he stood there gloriously naked, stroking his thick, proud cock. Licking my lips, I enjoyed the sight of his magnificent, powerful physique. Fucking hell, the bastard was beautiful.
“Say it, or I’ll fucking edge this pussy all night long?”
Dropping my eyes to the precome dripping from the tip, I considered my next move carefully. Did I really care if my pride was tarnished if it got me fucked until it wouldn’t matter? If I knew he wouldn’t stop until my body was one solid ache of sated pleasure and my mind was mutton stew? I would actually be totally fine with any of that. But he’d win, and that wasn’t something I was willing to allow. Not yet, anyway.
“How about you get the fuck on your knees and I’ll teach that bratty mouth how to say what it’s told to say, Aria?”
Rising to my feet, I slowly prowled toward him. Those hypnotic, ocean-colored eyes narrowed, which meant he was trying to gauge my next move. Standing before him, I licked my lips before pushing my tongue out, which caused his entire face to darken with desire.
Slowly, I began to lower myself before him, but the moment my body was crouched, I shot forward. Grabbing him between his powerful legs, I flipped his body over me, but Knox didn’t go down as I’d intended him to. Instead, he landed on his feet. One minute, I was the aggressor, and the next? I was pinned beneath the full weight of his heavy, hard, unmoving body.
His knees pressed my legs apart seconds before he was fucking me again. I’d been wrong. He hadn’t been brutal before. I screamed as tears burned my eyes and pleasure blossomed in my abdomen. Knox’s hands landed on my wrists, gripping them painfully before he forced them behind my back, capturing both in his large viselike grip. The other slid up my spine, threading through my hair, which he used to jerk me back, leaving my body suspended in midair between his cock and his grip on the silky tresses.
“You want to fight me or fuck me?” I glared up at him, which caused his lips to slide into a smile, revealing those devastating dimples. “Have it your way. I’ll fuck that fight right out of you, Aria Primrose.” The way he spoke in a husky, gravely tone had my pussy clenching as he brutalized it. His knot formed, which caused my eyes to widen in uncertainty as he continually pulled it out, only to drive it back in with each hard, splendid thrust forward. It caused a delicious stretch every time it entered, then exited.
Tears flowed down my cheeks, but they weren’t from pain. They were from the sheer beauty of the primal brutality of Knox. He’d snapped whatever tethered me to my human flesh, fucking me right out of it as he forced me to submit. My arms ached all the way to my shoulder blades, but I wouldn’t ask for mercy. Instead, I took what he dished out, fucking loving every filthy moment of him abusing my body.
The only witnesses to the debauchery unraveling were the stars, forest, and earthen floor he fucked me on. I came hard and it hit me so fucking brutally that the kaleidoscope of colors that burst into my vision had me babbling incoherently. The sudden euphoric feeling caused my brain to misfire, even as everything became overwhelming. I could hear my sobs as I begged for more, for him to ruin and destroy me. To ruin me. To savage every inch of my flesh until I could no longer discern who I’d been before I’d been his.
“So fucking beautiful when you’re coming undone for me.” His words barely registered as I trembled violently through the climax rocketing through me. “I feel your pretty cunt grasping my knot. You like my cock, don’t you?” Releasing my arms, Knox forced his cock from the hold my pussy held on to it with. “You made a mess on my cock,” he chided before shoving me forward.
I hit the ground, and my lips parted as a whimpered cry escaped from them. Before I could even move, he grabbed my ankles and pulled me up by them so he could enjoy what he’d done, forcing arousal to drip from my cunt.
“Someone’sverymessy. I think I should clean my messy girl up, don’t you?” he asked, which caused my eyes to round at the thought of more pleasure. “I fucking love how sweet your pussy tastes against my lips. So fucking wet for me. Such a good girl offering to let me taste your delicious cunt.”
Knox strode toward a large, flat boulder and sat before me yanking me up and hooking the backs of my knees over his shoulders. He blew a heated breath against my sore, wet cunt as one of his hands slid around my abdomen, holding me in place, and the other began traipsing through the arousal coating my pussy.
His tongue slowly began an intricate dance across my cunt. He gradually but surely built tension in my core as he lavished the center, ensuring to tease my clit with every lick and methodical stroke of his tongue. A coil built in my belly, threatening to spring loose as he took his time coaxing my release to the edge.
He was driving me mad with the need to come, but I knew he was fully aware of what he was doing. Each powerful flick of his tongue was calculated as he intentionally licked over my lips, center, and then moaned. It created a delicious vibration that landed against my clitoris with devilish intentions. Knox was a master at edging me to the brink of madness. I fucking loved it, but I hated it just as much.
I rocked against his ravenous mouth, moaning and whimpering whatever he wanted to hear. Fuck being prideful, I wanted him to push my next orgasm to end me. The wicked rumble of his laughter had my eyes closing as it created friction against my center. The rattle of approval had arousal rushing to my entrance, forcing a whimpered cry from my lips. It wasn’t merely a little warmth gathering there, but rather enough to feel it trickling from my entrance. Knox was greedily cleaning it, as if he approved of how drenched he was making me. When I tried to push myself up to ride his mouth, his arm tightened over my abdomen, banding against it.
I tried to sit up, to haul myself up to ride his glorious lips until I came all over his face. Needy whispers exploded from my lips as he chuckled at my feeble attempt to take control from him. The arm banded around my abdomen tightened, even as his tongue pushed into my cunt, forcing a loud, sultry whimper of defeat from my lungs. Knox fucked me, as if his tongue was a cock instead of the muscle within his mouth. His name dripped from my lips as a soft cry of exclamation tore from my throat as it flicked my G-spot. The bastard was writing his name upon it, enforcing his claim of ownership.
“If I ask who this—”
“It’s yours motherfucker! I’m yours, all of me. I’ll do whatever, say whatever, as long as you fuck me,” I babbled, uncertain if actual words were falling from my lips. “I’ll worship your dick at its altar if you just fuck me. Just wreck me, Knox. I’m yours, every part of me belongs to you and only you. I am yours. My pleasure. My pain. My soul. All of it is yours already. I need you to destroy me, now!”
“Good girl,” he praised before pushing from the rock, then carefully grabbing my wrists before allowing my body to slide down against his. I’d assumed he was going to make me prove it to him, but he pushed into my body instead. “Knox,” I moaned through the pleasure and pain as it washed through me like a shot of morphine. Knox was a drug that you never wanted to eradicate from your system. He’d forced me through highs and lows. This man caused my brain to be in a state of euphoria when he battered down my defenses, then claimed me for his own.
“Fucking hell. You are so fucking perfect,” he growled. Knox captured my chin with one hand, wrapping his palm against my jawline and pushing his thumb between my lips. “Taste how deliciously wet you are for me. So fucking good for me. Fucking hell, woman. You undo me.”
“Please!”
I closed my lips around his thumb, tasting my arousal upon his flesh, as his cock continued to piston into my core. My legs wrapped around his waist, then I began meeting his thrusts willingly.
“You are such a lovely creature, Aria. I wish you could see how wild you look being fucked into submission. Your hair is a gorgeous mess of chaos, and your flesh is painted red from strain, scratches, and my hands gripping every inch of your exquisite body. Your delicious cunt is red from being stretched from my cock, sloppy, wet from the arousal it created in order to take all of it deep into your needy flesh.” Knox repositioned so he hit the sweet spot attached to every nerve in my body. The friction it created caused desire to flare within my body as fear bit into my mind. “I love your scent mixing with mine, proving you’re my girl.”
“Knox,” I whispered, hissing as the orgasm began swelling through my abdomen, driving straight to my clit.
“You’re my girl. Only mine, Aria. I won’t fucking lose you now, not after everything we’ve been through together. I couldn’t live through it. Do you hear me?”
My whimpered moan was smothered by his thumb slowly fucking my mouth, and I hadn’t even realized he’d been moving until I felt a silky, feather-soft fabric against my back. Knox leaned over me, slowly withdrawing his thumb before his lips crushed against mine.
