A soft, needy moan escaped Serena as Knox's tongue delved past her lips to taste her, to plunder the warm depths of her mouth with deep, devouring strokes that left her dizzy and aching for more of his exquisite torment.
However, her eyes went wide with fear when she felt the thick, heavy weight of his huge bulge pressing insistently against the softness of her belly. Undulating against her in a silent promise of the delicious impalement to come should she allow it. A tremor of trepidation mingled with longing shivered through Serena. "Wait, I can't...I'm still too sore from last night," she muttered in a panic against his lips, her words emerging on a breathless whimper of protest undermined by the yearning throb between her thighs. Knox broke the intense kiss with obvious reluctance and leveled her with a look so predatory it nearly stopped her heart. "I don’t plan on taking you again, firecracker. You won’t survive another round." Serena let out a shaky breath and blushed at his endearment. His deep timbre never failed to make her feminine core clench with need. She realized there was a lot she didn’t know about her husband. Nothing could have prepared her for this side of him. Knox inched closer with mischief dancing in his eyes. "Though the doctor recommended frequent oral sex. My saliva will help you heal faster and ease your discomfort." “D-Doctor? What doctor?” Serena was confused at first, but then vague memories of being examined last night flooded her mind. “Wait. I—” She trailed off and moaned at the delicious sensation his wicked mouth roused in her. Knox trailed a scorching path of open-mouthed kisses down the slender column of her throat, then across the straining swell of her breasts and into the valley between them. His lips branded her feverishly flushed skin as he descended lower still to the perfect Twin Peaches staring so invitingly on her chest. “They are perfect!” He drawled. With that, his tongue descended on them, leaving hot, lascivious swirls around her nipples until they peaked into aching, desperate buds. Serena arched her back in a graceful, unrestrained curve beneath his touch. A long, loud moan escaped her lips—one of pure, uninhibited pleasure as Knox's talented mouth worked its intoxicating magic on her buds. She gripped his hair tightly, almost desperately as waves of scorching ecstasy rolled through her body, lighting up every nerve ending in a symphony of sensation. She was utterly at his mercy. She was floating in a sea of pleasure and then lost in the delicious rapture he so expertly stoked within her. Knox took his time exploring every inch of her sensitized flesh with his lips, tongue and teeth, trailing a path of scorching, open-mouthed kisses down the taut plane of her stomach. Each touch sent a fresh jolt of electricity through her, making her squirm and writhe beneath him. His warm breath ghosted over her skin until he reached the shallow indent of her navel and paused. He poked his dexterous tongue playfully into the small indentation and swirled it around the extremely sensitive bundle of nerves there. Serena's abdominal muscles clenched with a sharp, involuntary jolt of arousal. “Ahh…” Her back arched even further off the bed as a whimpering cry escaped her parted lips. Knox’s strong yet surprisingly gentle hands stroked possessively over the flare of her hips in a commanding caress as he settled himself more fully between her spread thighs. The heat of his body seared her from knee to chest as he loomed over her, surrounding and consuming her utterly with his dominant presence. Serena felt a brief flicker of self-consciousness when his face nuzzled against the neatly trimmed patch at the apex of her legs and his hot breath fanning over her most intimate flesh. "Knox, I...I haven't had a chance to clean up down there," she protested weakly. Serena’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She averted her eyes, suddenly shy beneath his intense gaze. She could only imagine how she must look and smell to him after their earlier passionate encounter, swollen and slick with the evidence of her desire. Knox grinned up at her. His eyes were dark with hunger as he drank in every detail of her disheveled appearance. "Don't worry about it, firecracker," he rasped in a voice thick with desire. "You smell and taste incredible to me...ripe, sweet, perfect." His deep chuckle of pure male satisfaction vibrated against her sensitive flesh, sending heat coursing through Serena’s very being. Knox parted her slick folds with his thumbs, exposing her swollen, glistening core to his scorching gaze. "So gorgeous like this and ready for me to devour..." His touch was possessive and demanding. With that, he dove in with unrestrained enthusiasm. His talented tongue lapped at her with broad, unhurried strokes that had Serena crying out sharply and her hips bucking instinctively against his mouth. The exquisite spark of pleasure that lanced through her with each touch was so intense, so overwhelming that her back arched clear off the bed in a bow of ecstasy. Serena writhed and whimpered shamelessly against the sheets, totally at the mercy of Knox's wicked mouth as he feasted on her with relentless fervor. He knew just how to work her body to the pinnacle of rapture, navigating the most sensitive areas with the expertise of a true master, teasing and tormenting in equal measure. His full lips wrapped around her throbbing pearl in a firm sucking kiss, drawing a gasp from her lips. Then his agile tongue flickered over the sensitive bundle of nerves, driving her wild with sensation. Serena fisted the sheets tightly in her hands, her knuckles turning white as she fought against the rising tide of her orgasm, but it was a losing battle. Every flick and swirl of Knox's tongue sent shockwaves of pure bliss radiating through her very core, pulling her inexorably closer to the edge. "Oh god...Knox!" she panted, her chest heaving with every ragged breath as the tension mounted within her, coiling tighter and tighter in her belly. The pressure gradually became almost unbearable as it built towards its cataclysmic peak. She could feel her climax rapidly approaching, blazing through her body with the intensity of a raging inferno fueled higher and higher by Knox's relentless efforts. Sensing just how perilously close she was to shattering apart, Knox increased the intensity of his ministrations, pushing her further and further toward the brink. His mouth moved faster, his tongue swirling and flicking over her aching bud with more insistent pressure. The vibrations of his growls, of his pure masculine satisfaction sent spasms of pleasure through her very core, amplifying the sensations until she teetered right on the edge of oblivion. “Knox… Oh, Knox…!” She sang his name like her lifeline. "That's it, baby," he purred against her glistening flesh. "Let go for me. I want to taste how sweet you are when you finally fall apart on my tongue." His filthy words uttered in his arousal-jerking baritone, were her undoing. Serena went utterly rigid for a breathless moment with a strangled cry that was torn from the depths of her very being. Every muscle in her body pulled tensed like a bowstring. And then the orgasm crashed over her like a raging tsunami, shattering every last semblance of control as her entire body convulsed in the throes of pure, cataclysmic rapture. Wave after endless wave of indescribable pleasure crashed through Serena. The intensity was so high that it reached the verge of agony as she thrashed and sobbed within Knox's relentless mouth. “God, Knox!” She called out his name over and over in an endless stream of ecstasy… loud and shameless, as he greedily drank down and relished every drop of her release with an almost feral delight. Finally, Serena collapsed bonelessly back onto the mattress in a sweaty, disheveled tangle of limbs, feeling utterly spent and ravaged in the most deliciously thorough way. Knox crawled up to gather her in his arms. He pressed a final lingering kiss to her sensitive folds before gazing down at her with dark, hooded eyes blazing with clear male satisfaction and undisguised carnal appreciation. "You're so incredible when you come completely undone like that," he murmured in a low, husky rasp. His fingertips brushed a damp strand of hair from her flushed, perspiration-sheened face with surprising tenderness. "Absolutely breathtaking...beautiful and perfect in every way." Serena managed a weak, breathless giggle, still reeling from the overwhelming intensity of her climax. "You're pretty amazing yourself, stud," she teased, her voice emerging in a contented purr as she reached up to trace the sharp line of his stubbled jaw adoringly. A look of wondering reverence flitted across Knox’s ruggedly handsome features at her impassioned declaration. Then he leaned down to capture her lips in a tender, loving kiss that spoke volumes about the depth of their connection, their spiritual and physical bond .Knox secured Serena's slender body with the plush quilt just before the door opened and Mrs. Ricci came in. It was as though Knox could already feel her presence before she even got there.“Master. Madame.” The older lady greeted in a crisp, all-business tone, giving Knox and Serena deep bows. Then she stood straight again, moved toward the night stand and placed the trail she was holding there before retreating from the couple once more. Mrs. Ricci's footsteps were all slow and purposeful as she made her way across the bedroom towards the bathroom, clearly already knowing exactly what needed to be done. Serena hugged the soft quilt tighter around herself, feeling pretty awkward and embarrassed as she heard the stern butler pottering around unhurriedly getting the bath ready just on the other side of the door. She remembered meeting Mrs. Ricci's eyes briefly and felt her cheeks flush despite trying her best to keep her shit together.Serena knew little about this particular st
Serena's mind was in absolute turmoil, unable to stop replaying Knox's jaw-dropping question from earlier in the bathroom. She had tried repeatedly to get him to explain what he meant by that. But the man had stubbornly avoided giving her a straight answer no matter how much she prodded and pushed after that mind-meltingly hot, passionate kiss.‘Seriously, what did he mean by that?’ she had asked herself for what felt like the hundredth time."Don't worry about it. Focus on getting ready for brunch." This was the only response she got from him after her incessant questioning. Serena’s thoughts were an absolute muddled, chaotic mess ever since he had so nonchalantly dropped that crazy bombshell on her. Part of her desperately kept wanting to believe that Knox had just been trying to feel her out or test her reaction to something along those lines - maybe get a sense of her boundaries when it came to that kind of thing in the bedroom. However, another part of her couldn't shake
Then he rose gracefully from the sofa. He cut an incredibly striking figure in a simple yet undeniably elegant and sexy outfit that accentuated his very tall built.He wore a neat black T-shirt that hugged his broad shoulders and muscular chest with the top few buttons left tantalizingly undone to reveal a teasing glimpse of his tattooed toned pecs. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing off his strong corded tattooed forearms.The shirt was paired with a black fitted jeans that skimmed over his narrow hips and sculpted thighs like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination about the impressive physique hidden beneath.He moved towards her and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "You look beautiful, as always."Serena blushed. "You aren’t bad yourself," she said softly.With that, they finally headed downstairs to the dining room for brunch. Serena couldn't deny how much more comfortable she actually felt in the flat sandals. Not that she'd ever admit that
Killian's hands flew up to his throat in a frantic, instinctive motion. His fingers clawed desperately, trying to pry off the unseen, malevolent force that was gradually crushing his windpipe. His eyes bulged in their sockets, looking wild with terror as his face rapidly took on a deeply alarming shade. Harsh, ragged wheezes were the only sounds he could force out. Each one sounded more labored than the last while his body suddenly rose from his seat and was suspended several feet in the air by the same power. A black miasma began swirling around Killian's struggling form. Tendrils of mist coiled tightly around his limbs and torso, restraining him while they sapped away his strength. The lavish dining room had fallen into a shocked, breathless hush. Every eye was fixed in stunned horror on the dreadful scene playing out before them. Crystal glasses trembled on the table, their contents rippling furiously as if in sympathy with Killian's plight. The adorned chandeliers sway
In the short time she had been immersed in this strange new world as Knox's wife, she had quickly learned that he was not a man to be trifled with, especially when it came to matters concerning her. His possessiveness and claims of ownership over her were utterly unshakable. Any perceived slight or threat to his prized possession would be met with swift, brutal punishment. Yes, Killian had an infamous knack for always getting on everyone's last nerve with his crude jokes and lecherous comments. His sharp tongue and complete lack of filter had landed him in hot water more times than anyone could count. But beneath that abrasive exterior, he also possessed an undeniably likable charm and warmth that could lighten up even the darkest of moods with his bright smile and boisterous laugh. For all his obnoxious flaws, it was hard not to be fond of the loud-mouthed jackass. His vibrant personality simply drew people in, like a human embodiment of sunshine cutting through the glo
"Ah...Alex! Please be gentle! Oh, God!!"A seductive, feminine moan shattered the silence, causing Serena's world to grind to a crashing halt.She stood frozen, unable to process the tangled, passionate embrace unfolding before her very eyes.It was as if someone had pressed the pause button on reality. All she could do was watch in numb shock as her entire life shattered into jagged shards around her.She saw the rapturous expression on Alex's face, the way he held the other woman with such achingly familiar yet utterly foreign intimacy.It felt like an out-of-body experience, like she was watching some horrible scene in a movie she couldn't turn off or fast-forward through.All she wanted was to escape, to run away from this fresh hell, but her body simply refused to obey her mental commands."Oh, Alex! I can't imagine you this intimate with that loser," the woman gasped between breathy moans, her words mingling obscenely with the sounds of frantically writhing bodies and the creaki
Serena had never been good at controlling her temper, and this unthinkable situation was pushing her to the absolute limit.She could feel the rage simmering just beneath the surface, begging for release."Don't you dare bring up mirrors," Diana scoffed with a smug look plastered across her face. "You're pathetic—"Before the cruel taunt could fully leave Diana's lips, Serena's open palm connected with her cheek in a powerful slap that echoed like a gunshot throughout the modern bedroom.The sharp crack reverberated in the stunned silence that followed.Shock registered on Diana's face while she brought a hand up to her stinging, reddened cheek. "Did you just slap me?" she asked incredulously as if she couldn't quite believe Serena had dared retaliate."I'll do it again, you whore," Serena spat, fury blazing in her eyes as she readied herself for another blistering strike if needed.She refused to let anyone disrespect her in such a vile way, especially not this two-faced snake who ha
The chauffeur, a gentleman of advanced years, turned slightly in his seat to address the distraught woman occupying the back of the plush vehicle. "Where shall I take you, young, Miss?" His voice was soft like a lullaby attempting to soothe a crying child.Serena hastily smeared away her tears with the heel of her hand and sniffed loudly. Her voice wavered as she commanded in a broken whisper, "Take me to the nearest bar."The chauffeur's lips parted as if he intended to protest but then sealed themselves shut again.He paused for several heartbeats before gathering enough courage to voice his concerns. “Miss Serena," he began cautiously, "I fear that going to a bar in your current state might not be advisable. His Excellency would surely disapprove if he were to discover this... And we are unaccompanied by guards. Plus, there's always the risk of unsavory characters taking advantage of your vulnerability.""I don't care! Just drive!" Serena snapped back fiercely at him.She reclined