Page 85 of Tangled Lies

What did that mean?

It didn’t matter I decided, not with the way he was making me feel.

I reached between us, sliding the zipper of his pants down. I bit my lip, trying to keep myself quiet. His cock was long and thick and smooth as I ran my fingers over it. He wasn’t free yet, so I slid my fingers into his waistband and pushed, feeling a desperate need grow as he let me slip his pants just a bit further. His cock finally sprang free.

“Wait,” I said, my hand already wrapped around his shaft.

“You don’t say wait when my cock is in your palm, not unless you really want me to hate you, angel.”

His fingers pushed aside my panties, and like a good little girl, my hips seemed to follow the way his hand shifted.

“No, I mean, what if someone comes in?”

There was only a faint glow in the darkened room that cast an almost eerie light on his face.

“They’ll get a show then, won’t they?”

His lips kissed my cheek and a hand splayed against my lower back, pushing my hips forward.

“Ride me, Margaux, show me why you’re worth crossing heaven or hell just to protect.”

I didn’t think sex was the only thing he meant, but right now, this was what we needed.

His hands were on my hips, pulling me up until I was on my knees straddling him. He shifted, leaning a little more so that I could move to where the head of his cock pressed against my entrance. A quiver of desire flowed through me as he pushed my hips, and I complied, letting myself sink onto his length inch by inch.

“Good girl. You’re already so wet for me.”

I moaned without realizing it.

“Margaux, princess. Tell me that’s how you’ll moan when you’re riding my cock.”

Knox smirked as my eyes grew wider. He pulled my hips harder, forcing me to take the rest of him all at once.

“Moan for him, angel. He wants to know what it will be like when he gets to fuck you after he’s healed.”

It was all too good. Even if I’d thought I should be worried about Talon watching us, instead it just made me wetter.

Every inch of Knox stroked against me over and over as he rocked my hips like even if I was on top, he was the one in charge.

“Say my name.”

I needed to catch my breath, but with every pull and push of his hands and the rock of my pussy against his solid length buried inside me, I couldn’t.

“Knox,” I finally said, breathy and almost too quiet for myself to hear.

His thumb ran over my lips and a second later he flipped us, my back against the couch. Every movement had his cock thrusting inside me, and the second my back hit the couch, he spread my legs, his hand pushing my thighs wide as he slid out and pushed back inside in one long, rough thrust.

He did it again and again, driving me to the edge of sanity. On the next thrust my entire body released on an explosion of feeling. My pussy clamped down around his cock as he fucked me even harder. I was already shattered, and he refused to let me just savor the moment. I couldn’t remember where I was or what had happened. All I could feel was the way he claimed me over and over, pushing my body to take him even as my core pulsed around him, trying to take everything we wanted but denying me a moment to come down. I lost track of time, but when I was certain I couldn’t possibly come any more, he slammed inside me, forcing me to cry out. I’d lost the ability to control anything. When his cock pulsed and I felt the heat of him spill inside me, I reached for him, but instead of him letting my body come down from whatever the hell he’d done to me, he was already pulling out and stepping away.

“Talon, she’s all yours.”

Knox was gone by the time I could take a steadying breath.

“What?” I asked, trying to figure out what had just happened.

“Don’t worry about him, Margaux. Come here. I can’t do anything with you no matter how much that just turned me the fuck on, but I can at least hold you, because fuck. Please just come and hold me, princess.”

I laid there for a few more minutes finding the strength in my legs, and I did what Talon asked because he was honest and I knew what he wanted. Or at least I knew some of what he wanted, and one of those things was certainly me.