Page 36 of Sunrise (Monarch Club #3)
First, my lips brush over the tattoo of a bloody rose on Knox’s neck.
Then I pepper him with small nips and kisses until I reach the tattoo on his pec of a chef’s knife that’s piercing an anatomical heart with the words, “eat it” on the handle.
From there, I lick my way to his navel, where there’s a gun tangled in flowers and ivy.
The words “save me” are written across the barrel.
His life is painted on his body, just like Alex’s. Only I know very little of Knox’s history. He prefers to talk about today and tomorrow, never yesterday.
Is his before too painful to speak of, like mine? It makes me grateful that I’m in his after .
This is where I want to be. It’s where I belong.
Settling between his legs, I wrap my hand around his length and lick the tip. He groans, relaxing into my touch. Taking my time, I worship him like he’s my reason for breathing. Slowly. Sweetly. Completely.
When he wraps his hand over mine, we stroke him together and he says, “Ride me. I need to be lost inside you.”
Sliding upwards, I straddle him again and grip his dick between my legs. Then I rub it against my pussy, slicking it with my arousal and sink down.
His head tips back as a beautiful moan slips from his throat. “Fuuuuck, Sophie.”
My heart flutters when he says my name like that. Maintaining a slow pace, I slide up and gently glide back down his length. It takes me a hot minute to adjust to his size and moving this way helps.
“I feel you everywhere,” I whimper.
Knox holds my waist and watches himself disappear in my cunt and slide out slick from my wetness. “That’s so fucking hot.”
With one palm on his pec, I rebalance and recalibrate, rocking my hips forwards and backwards. It makes him rearrange my organs while my clit gets stimulated at the same time. Now I’m the one making noises.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need from me.” Knox’s hooded gaze is intense. His grip tightens. “Just like that.”
“This isn’t about me,” I remind him.
“Yes… fuck, it is…” He looks down at our joining again.
“I want you to come around my cock.” Knox laces our fingers together, allowing me to use his strength as leverage as I ride him faster, harder.
He’s so deep my toes curl. “I want to feel you clench around me, Sophie. I’ve been such a good boy, haven’t I? ”
“Yes.” I contract my inner walls to squeeze his dick.
His brow pinches in ecstasy. “Again.”
The way he responds to any move I make sends me higher up a cliff I’m eventually going to fall off of. Hearing him groan, the way he feels inside me, his grip in mine, the way he keeps watching… and knowing Vault is behind us, enjoying every second of the show, tips me right over the ledge.
“Knox!” The climax soars through me like a comet. Stars burst in my vision, and I collapse onto his chest, sucking in breaths. “Holy shit.”
“Turn around, baby. Ride me and chase another release so Alex can see how pretty you are when you come.”
Dragging myself into action, I spin around and impale myself again. The cardio this man gives me is top-notch. Stroking my sensitive clit, I ride Knox in reverse cowgirl. My heart thuds in my throat, making me all loopy. But the need to come again overrides everything else .
“That’s it, baby. Take your pleasure out of me.”
Vault stares at us like he’s hypnotized.
“Kiss me,” I squeak out. “Someone please fucking kiss me.”
“Vault, give our girl what she wants.”
He bolts off the bench and is on me in a blink. His towel falls and then he holds the back of my head, kissing me like I’m the air he breathes. Knox grips my hips tighter, lifts me, and jackhammers up into my pussy, fucking me harder, faster. When he comes, I think the entire club hears him.
In the last second, another orgasm claims me, and I buck off Knox, rubbing my clit hard, chasing, chasing, chasing—
Vault shoves his fingers into my cunt and hits my g-spot.
I fucking gush and soak the sheets, Knox’s thighs, and Vault’s hand.
The pleasure lingers long after I’m out of energy and I fall back on the bed, twitching from the aftershocks. Knox tucks me into his side. As he cradles my head with one hand, and bands his free arm around my back, he whispers, “I want to keep you forever.”
I bite my lip to stay quiet. The urge to say I love you is overwhelming, but I’ll blame the chemical dump in my brain messing with me.
“You’re so beautiful when you fuck,” Vault says, curling up on my other side.
Deep down, I know he’s talking to Knox, but I pretend he means me, too.
Their connection is a living, breathing thing.
Their bond is so strong, I’d never be able to touch it.
I’ve helped couples get closer and could walk away without an ounce of emotion other than happiness.
Imagining walking away from these two has dread sinking into my gut.
I need to start closing off my heart now, before it’s too late.
There isn’t a snowball’s chance in Hell I’m walking away from them unscathed, but when they’re finally back together, as they’re meant to be, I can at least hold my head high knowing they’re the greatest accomplishment of my life.
And nobody can steal that from me.