Page 28 of The Darkest Hour
I grunted.
The impact stirred something within me.
It wasn't pain, but exhilaration.
“We are both predators here.” I grabbed her knee before it could retreat and maneuvered it between us. “But there are levels, little one.”
I pressed my hips against her hard, pinning her knee in place while my fingers traced the line of her thigh. Those muscles twitched underneath. “Why did you take my clothes off?”
Onyx’s body was pressed flush against mine, every curve molded into my hard planes. Her heart pounded desperately against her rib cage, a rhythm matched only by my own.
She squirmed, trying to twist away but her movements only intensified the friction between us.
“Did you want to see how big my cock was?” It began to get hard against her. “Tell me something. What did you think when you finally saw my cock?”
She growled low in her throat, and her teeth gritted together as she fought for control. “Go. To. Hell.”
Her voice was hoarse from the chokehold and laced with venom. But I could see a tiny flash of heat in her eyes.
A devilish chuckle erupted from me.
“There's something deliciously primal about this.” I traced circles around her navel before sliding upward to cup her full breast.
A soft gasp escaped from between her clenched teeth, and then she shivered.
“Hmmm. The way I am going to make you moan today. . .well, it should be studied by scientists.” Torn between the urge to consume and conquer, I lost myself in exploring every inch of her exquisite body.
She shivered again.
“Yes, sweetheart.” I slipped my hand back up to her breast. “Mmmm.”
Her breast was full and rounded, soft and flawless. Her nipple strained against the fabric—a dark peak that beckoned attention.
“The only question is. . .will I have to force those legs to stay open, or will you be nice and spread them wide for me?” I couldn’t resist the temptation as I reached out to gently trace the outline of her nipple.
Onyx’s only response was a shiver.
“Aww. I see. You’re quiet when you’re in an uncomfortable position.” I played with the nipple, flicking the point with my thumb and then twisting and turning it between my fingers.
A moan ripped from her like she’d been holding onto it with all her life and couldn’t keep it down.
“You didn’t want me to hear that?” I grinned. “Just let go and take what I give you.”
I pinched her nipple and gently twisted it back and forth, loving how she trembled under me.
She squeezed her eyes shut.
I didn't need to see them open to know that a lot of rage and desire simmered there.
“It's okay.” I let my words pour over her like the sweetest of poisons. “There's no shame in enjoying this.”
Her eyes flashed open, and I knew that she was far from broken, far from succumbing to me. “Fuck you.”
“So feisty.” I pressed my nose against her cheek. “Lucky for you, I like feisty.”
Her breath hitched.
“First, you’re going to tell me who sent you.” I hungrily inhaled her scent, savoring it.