“Knox,” Her words tremble, spoken on a whimper. She fidgets beneath me, skin pebbled, the flesh over her breasts reddened by my bites and the scratch of my beard. I move my mouth down, to her ribcage, my lips whispering over her hurt, wishing to whatever is out there to take away anypain they may be causing her. It’s futile, and if I could take it, I would, but I cannot, so loving on her, peppering tender kisses to her wound is the next best thing I can provide.
Her muscles quiver with every pass of my lips, jumping some as I move across her stomach, down to the waist of her panties and then rise to my knees between her legs.
She fidgets a little and then reaches behind her, unhooking her bra before she throws it onto the floor.
“You have me,” She whispers. “Now what are you going to do about it, cowboy?”
Hooking my fingers into her underwear, I tug, and she lifts her hips to allow me to slip them down her legs, throwing them down to meet her bra discarded on the floor.
For some, being naked in front of another is a vulnerable thing, for Elena, she just grins at me, her devilish smile making my cock jerk inside my pants.
I eat her up with my eyes, taking in every curve, every edge and valley of her, the scars on her skin, the freckles across her shoulders, a mole beneath her right breast, a birthmark in the shape of a horseshoe on her left hip. I could spend hours mapping her out, tasting every part of her skin, counting her freckles and learning where she likes to be touched the most.
And though the violence is stamped on herthigh, the betrayal and the pain, seeing the C on her thigh, the branding ofmyname, it lights something up inside of me. Perhaps it makes me a sick son of a bitch, but I cannot deny how it feels to have my mark on her skin.
I slide my hands up her inner thighs and press them apart, forcing her to widen for me. The bar through her clit catches in the light, and my come is still leaking from her. With two fingers, I smear it into her pussy, scissoring my fingers through her lips, over the silver bar before I push them just an inch inside, forcing my come back inside of her.
She quirks a brow, “I have an implant before you get any fucking ideas.”
My shoulders shake with a chuckle. “Believe me, darlin’, if I wanted you pregnant, that little rod in your arm wouldn’t get in my way. All it would take is a sterile blade to get it out, and you’d be all mine.”
Her lips part and widen even further when I slide two fingers inside of her fully, eyes rolling back.
“And you’d take it,” I rasp, “All of it. You’d let me fill you up, over and over again.”
“Fuck, Knox,” She whimpers.
I draw my fingers from her almost all the way before thrusting them back inside, moving my thumb to press down onto her pretty pierced clit.
The wetness of her, mixed with my come stillinside of her, makes for an obscene erotic sound, the little sighs and moans she makes only adding to the building tempo.
“Your cunt takes everything I give so well, Hellion,” I praise, watching my fingers get sucked in, a wet spot forming on my sheets beneath her ass. “You were made for me. I fought it, I did, but I can’t fucking deny it. From the moment you pressed that gun to my head, I knew I was doomed.”
Her body shakes as each word hits her.
“Your smart mouth, your violence, I was sucked into your orbit with no chance of escape. And I fucking hate it and love it at the same time. Been a long time since I’ve felt anything, darlin’.”
“Knox,” She gasps, “Stop.”
“What?” I taunt, “Too much now that you have it? What do you want me to stop? The words, or my fingers in this perfect pussy of yours?”
Her hips rise, meeting the push of my hand. “The words.” She gasps.
“No,” I bite, “You wanted it, you have it.”
“Please!” She cries out as I circle my thumb, playing with that bar through her clit.
Her whole body trembles as I push her to the limit, waiting for her to break and shatter. She’s so damn pretty, it hurts to look at her.
She cries out when her orgasm crests, her pussy spasming around my fingers, her climax soakingmy hand even more. I push her through it, claiming every second of her pleasure until she’s limp and breathing hard on the mattress.
Lazy eyes follow me as I push off the bed and reach for her, slipping my hands under her body to lift her from the sheets, and automatically her arms go around my neck, her head to my shoulder.
My cock leaks within the confines of my boxers, hard as fucking rock.
Heading into the bathroom, I place her down on the vanity unit to sit while I head to the bath and plug it before turning on the faucet. The water sputters for a few seconds before it begins to flow smoothly and fill the tub, steam rising from the water to curl and snake in the air.
I turn back to Elena, who is watching me from beneath hooded eyes. “What are you doing?” She whispers.
