CH.68

Knox kicked open the bedroom door with Serena still cradled in his arms and their lips locked in a hungry, passionate kiss.

He stumbled inside, kicking the door shut behind them with a resounding thud that reverberated through the room.

His soft, yet masculine hands roamed her body possessively as he walked them towards the bed, squeezing and kneading the soft curves that fit so perfectly against his hard planes.

Serena stifled a yelp when she landed unceremoniously onto the plush mattress. She gazed up at the man who had just dumped her on the bed as if she weighed nothing. There was no preamble or gentleness in his eyes blazing with dark desire.

She could see the battle raging within him as he fought with every fiber of his being to hold onto his tenuous control, to keep from giving in fully to the primal and cruel urges she had awakened within his very core.

His muscles were rigid, his hands fisting in the rumpled bedsheets as he visibly strained against the force of his own wants.

Serena let out a soft, needy whimper at the sudden loss of Knox's solid weight and searing warmth against her tingling skin.

She was panting heavily, her breasts straining enticingly against the lace confines of her bra with every ragged inhale.

Her thighs rubbed together restlessly as she looked up at where he loomed over her, his burning amber gaze raking over her with an intensity that should have terrified her. His eyes seemed to glitter with flecks of molten gold in the dim lighting, holding a feral, predatory edge that warned of the barely leashed inner demon simmering just beneath the surface.

But Serena was too far gone. She was far too lost in the throes of her own aching need and desperate wanting to turn back now.

She had to see this through to the end, to sate the raging inferno that had been stoked to a fever pitch within her core.

Reaching up with trembling hands, she grabbed the belt loops of his trousers and tugged him down towards her insistently until he was forced to brace his large hands on either side of her head, caging her beneath his powerful frame.

A soft, guttural moan slipped past her parted lips at the feeling of his hard, heavy weight pressing her into the mattress, the heat of his body searing her from chest to toe.

Then, Serena deftly twisted her hips, flipping their positions with a surprising surge of strength. She was now straddling Knox's lean hips as she attacked his lips in another searing, open-mouthed kiss.

Serena took from him hungrily and greedily. All thoughts of tenderness forgotten as she nipped at his full lower lip with her teeth before soothing the sting with her tongue.

Knox allowed her to take the lead for now, lying still beneath her questing hands and mouth though she could feel the tension in him. The effort it took to hold himself back and not simply give in to his cruel and more savage instincts was palpable.

He was also quite interested in finding out how far his little woman could go.

Serena tugged impatiently at the buttons of his shirt, desperate to bare his chest to her hungry gaze and seeking touch. Her patience was running thin so she simply tore the material open.

The buttons scattered across the sheets with muffled patters, revealing the chiseled, tattooed expanse of his torso inch by delicious inch.

His muscles were so exquisitely defined. The ridges and valleys of his abdomen looked as though they were carved from stone.

Serena couldn't help running her palms over the heated flesh in worshipful exploration, feeling the rigid contours shift and flex beneath her fingertips.

‘God, this man was beautiful!’ she breathed, tracing the black ink patterns that decorated his pecs and arms with curious fingertips. It was like he were carved from marble by a master sculptor… a living work of art.

She couldn't make out the full designs in the dim lighting, but she could feel the raised edges, the spark of some primal energy that seemed to dance across her skin at every point of contact like a series of electric shocks.

Serena paused briefly and glanced up at the adonis of a man laying beneath her whose eyes were as dark as the night. Then she leaned down and trailed a blazing path with her open mouth, peppering kisses along the hard planes of his chest and abdomen.

She traced the dips and grooves with her tongue, tasting the saltiness of his skin and feeling the thrumming of his powerful heartbeat against her lips.

Serena inhaled a shaky breath as she slowly worked her way lower, following the tantalizing trail of dark hair that arrowed down from his navel in a thin line to disappear beneath the waistband of his pants.

She swallowed hard at the sight of the prominent V-line pointing like an arrow to the impressive bulge tenting the front of his trousers, straining against the material.

"Fuck!" she rasped, her voice low and husky with naked, unrestrained want as her fingers seemed to fumble and slip with her urgency on the buckle of his belt.

She swiftly had his belt undone with ease. Then the button and zipper of his trousers were next before pushing the material down just far enough to free his straining erection from the confines of his slacks.

Serena licked her lips unconsciously as the thick shaft sprang free, flushed and pulsing with heated blood in his briefs.

The impressive length jutted up from a nest of dark curls, the flared head already glistening with the first pearly drops of arousal.

She didn't bother pushing his pants all the way off. She was too impatient and needy to bother with such niceties right now.

Her own core was throbbing with building tension, the ache growing more insistent with every passing second.

Serena leaned forward to run her tongue along the underside of his shaft over the think fabric covering it in one long, teasing stroke from root to tip.

Knox sucked in a harsh breath at the sensation. His hips jerked reflexively off the bed as his abdominal muscles clenched and flexed.

One large hand buried itself in her hair, not pulling or forcing, just cradling her head as she explored him with her mouth and tongue.

"Don't start something you can't finish." Knox growled in warning. His voice sounded like a low, guttural rumble of pure masculine desire that seemed to vibrate through Serena’s very bones.

She looked up at him through her lashes with a coy, challenging smile, not at all intimidated by the dark promise in his blazing eyes. If anything, the scorching heat in his gaze only stoked her own arousal higher.

"Who says I can't finish it?" she purred, giving him a deliberate wink.

With that, she opened her mouth and took the swollen head between her lips, swirling her tongue around the velvety steel as she slowly took more of his impressive length into the wet heat of her mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed with the effort of taking him deeper, inch by inch, until she could feel the flared tip nudging against the back of her throat.

Serena fought against her gag reflex, breathing deeply through her nose as she worked on relaxing the tight muscles...

Then she pulled her head back and held him in her hands while staring into his dilated pupils.

The familiar ambers in them were nowhere to be found as his orbs were completely swallowed by dark the pools of desire.