172. (KNOX POV)

(KNOX POV)

The sensation was both a relief and the connection I desperately needed. As Sky wrapped her arms around me, I felt grounded for the first time in what seemed like ages. Her soft gasps and whispered encouragements drove me on, each movement bringing us closer and pulling me further away from those horrible thoughts.

I could feel her soft skin against me, the gentle rise and fall of her breath as our bodies moved in sync.

Each thrust seemed to have a purpose, a silent vow to love and protect her, to make up for all the times I felt I had failed.

And I had failed so many times.

Her hands traveled up my back, her nails lightly scraping my skin, making me tremble and want more. Her breathy moans echoed in my ears and urged me on. The fiery bliss built quickly, overwhelming the lingering shame and guilt.

I focused on her, on the way her eyes fluttered closed, the way her lips parted with each deep thrust.

She was it.

She was my everything.

"Knox," she whispered. "Don't sto