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“O…okay,” I stammer. The seriousness in his tone and the intensity in his eyes have my body awakening again. I’m pretty sure those words have never been uttered by Knox Stone before. By the way he’s gripping me now, and looking at me like I’m his next meal, he means every single word of it.

“Good. Glad we got that out of the way, and I’m also glad I won’t be murdering any of my players anytime soon.”

“They were just messing with you,” I laugh.

“Still didn’t like it.”

“I’m here with you, though,” I remind him.

Suddenly feeling braver after our conversation, I slowly remove my shirt and toss it on the bed. His eyes immediately go to my pink lacy bra as my nipples harden under the heat he isthrowing my way. “And they don’t get to see me like this,” I say quietly, removing the clasp on my bra and dropping it next to me.

“No, they don’t.” He swallows hard as he takes me in. All I feel is beautiful and wanted as his eyes roam over me, filled with a look of wonderment. “Nor will they ever. Come here,” he growls, bringing me down and meeting me halfway as he lifts to taste my breast.

He pulls my sensitive nipple into his mouth and sucks hard. Desire shoots through me as I thread my fingers tightly into his hair while he moves to the other one. His lips become rougher as they nip and pull, sparking something deep inside that was once too scared to come out.

I love this side of him where he takes over and isn’t afraid to take what he wants, all the while not knowing he’s giving me so much more back. It makes me feel less broken somehow when he loses control and forgets to be gentle. He’s showing me that pain doesn’t always mean bad, but can also be used for good.

Instead of scaring me like I thought it might, it empowers me. I know in this moment, he doesn’t see me as weak or a victim. He sees me as a woman who makes him lose control. A woman he wants to pleasure over and over again—taking and giving until we both get what we crave.

“I changed my mind,” I moan as his teeth lightly bite my breast, eliciting a need for more.

“What?” He stops instantly, and worry etches his face. “I’m sorry.” His eyes search my body, and I realize that he’s looking for marks. “Was I too rough? I tried to be…”

“No,” I say, putting my finger to his lips to stop his sentence. “I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I just meant I don’t want control tonight. I want under you and to feel you on top of me. I want you to show me what it isyouwant, and I don’t want you to be afraid to take it. I guess what I’m trying to say is,” I leanforward until my lips are close to his ear. My breasts graze his chest, and it feels so good to have nothing separating us.

His heart is beating rapidly as his arms come around me and hold me tight. “I want to feel what it’s like to be completely and utterly owned by Knox Stone.”

FIFTEEN

KNOX

I didn’t meanto lose control. In fact, I had every intention of letting her set the pace and go as gently as I could. When I finally had her completely naked, all the built-up need and desire over the years came crashing down on me. I couldn’t taste or touch her fast enough.

She’s fucking perfect, and there’s not a single piece of her I don’t want to consume. I had forgotten all about that night eleven years ago and how I promised myself I would hold back and go easy on her.

But she likes it and wants more.

This beautiful girl, who I will never deserve, trusts me enough to completely hand over the reins to me.

Flipping us over, I hover above her. I was avoiding this position for our first time together because I know what a trigger it is for her, but looking down at her now, I see no signs of fear, only desire.

“Please,” she whispers, breaking all of my resolve and doubts as I step off the bed and shed the rest of my clothes. Her eyes widen slightly before a smile stretches across her face. “I guess the rumors are true,” she giggles. “I would have been very disappointed if the size didn’t match your massive, cocky attitude.”

“That’s very cute, Savi.” I climb back in bed, and it takes all of two seconds before her hands are on me. “Fuck,” I hiss, as she grips me and strokes down the length of me. Her touching me like this is making me lose my fucking mind. I’ve never been this hard or this close to losing it so fast before. I feel like a goddamn teenager about to cum in his pants just by touching tits for the first time.

Reaching for a condom, I pull back and out of her hands before I lose what little control I have left. She watches me stretch it over my cock, and her eyes alone almost send me to the brink. I’ve never had the emotional side to intimacy, and a very strong part of me wants to run while I still can.

Needing the distraction, I bend down and spread her legs, wanting to make sure she’s still wet for me. I only want her to feel pleasure when I sink into her for the first time. I would be lying if I didn’t want another taste as well.

My tongue finds her center again, and I groan when I find her still soaking for me. Opening her wider, I taste pure heaven as I dive in once more. My hands keep her legs bent and wide, wanting to see every inch of her.

Her fingers grab my hair as they dig into my scalp, and I welcome the sharp sting as I move my head down further, making the pain more intense as it causes her to pull harder. The moans and whimpers coming from above tell me she’s close again as I suck her swollen bud hard before releasing her.

Kissing my way up to her breasts, I pull her pink nipple into my mouth, letting her feel the weight of my body as I settle ontop of her. Her breasts alone could make me cum as I fill my palm with one and squeeze hard, tugging on her nipple. The thought of fucking these tits and watching them drip with my cum has me so turned on that I can’t think straight.

When I finally lift my head, her eyes are dazed over, and the heat reflecting in those blues burns into me, further flaming my need for her.

Reaching down, I position myself at her opening. Her legs open wider, letting me know she hasn’t changed her mind.