Bloodlines (The New Order 2)

Chapter 25

He squeezed my neck while his tongue slipped into my mouth, raveling everywhere. I tasted him. He was sweet and warm. His hand wandered over my hips, trailing down lower and lower till he flicked his finger against my sex. I moaned in his mouth while my hips jerked forward, toward his hand and his erection—just what I needed right now.

Desperation streamed through my blood. I sunk my teeth into my lower lip as my throbbing clit brushed against his hand. Holding my throat, he pulled me closer to himself. I choked for a breath. He tore his mouth away from mine. My lips, numb and bruised, quivered.

He spread his fingers through my hair and turned me around, pushing me up against the window as his erection roughly slammed against my ass. Pleasure swept away any worries in my head. My walls tightened without any impact and my fingers splayed over the cold window.

"Are you sure you don't want anyone to watch, Candice?" He asked, trailing a hand down my ass and punishing with a slap.

As much as I was greedy for his attention, I still didn't want others watching even when a part of me grew excited for something similar to happen.

"No," I heaved in a breath. He tugged on my hair harder. "Do you?"

"Yes, I want everyone to watch as I fuck you. The more, the merrier," His mouth brushed against my ear and I tilted my neck before pressing my eyes shut and indulging in the sparks exploding inside me. "Everyone should know you're mine and only mine. Even after everything, here you are, Candice. Still rubbing your dick against my ass and still wanting my love. Fuck. I'd do anything for you."

I turned and in eagerness I wrapped my arms around him. He picked me up from the ground, letting my feet dangle around his waist as our mouths collided once more. It began pouring heavily outside. The cold wind gushed in through the opening of the windows along with a few droplets of rain water.

Knox carried me to the bed and placed me down before dragging the clothes off my body, one by one, baring me for himself. My nipples tightened. I played with them, stimulating my nerves as he pressed a finger against my clit.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. He tossed my legs back before looping his arms around my thighs and positioning his face between my legs. Pleasure heightened. His warm tongue traced over my inner thighs, inching closer to my throbbing opening. I sunk my fingers in his hair as he buried his mouth between my legs, just where his finger had been.

My loud moans filled up the walls and the silence within the house. He lapped his tongue over my pussy, tasting me, eating me. My thighs quivered.

"Oh fuck." I cried as my wetness dribbled down.

He tightened his hold around my thighs and rose his head, his eyes burning into mine, "Candice," The way my name rolled out of his mouth forced the bundle of nerves in my clit to throb. "I want you to scream. I want everyone in this house to become aware of what I do to you at night. While they may not be able to see, they'll surely hear." He whispered while his fingers sunk deeper into my thighs. "And play with your nipples."

His head dove back in between my legs and his tongue centered at my opening, flicking back and forth, sending shrills down my arched spine. He didn't stop or take a breath until screams fled my throat and echoed through the house. My mind buzzed with pleasure. Release leaked out from my opening and into his mouth over and over again.

He remained greedy.

I pushed my hips forward as my body edged. The stroke of his hot tongue against my opening had me growing in pleasure. He raised his head and closed his mouth around my clit, sucking it. I tightened my fingers around his hair.

"Knox," My chest rose and another scream left my throat.

His arms unlooped from my thighs and trailed downwards to his pants where he unbuckled them while at the same time his mouth played with my pussy. I pinched my nipple between my fingers. Breaths pumped violently out of me. I bit down on my lips hard when nearing an orgasm. Just before I could finish, he pulled his mouth away from my sex and filled up my quivering hole with his cock.

My mouth parted, "Fuck." I cried, taking in every inch of his length as it tore through me without a warning.

I pressed onto his hips, twisting my nipples at the same time. He rocketed back and forth in a steady pace, the tip of his cock striking against my g-spot. My spine curled as his hand came around my throat while my legs rose up to his shoulders. I took him deeper. My inner walls contracted around his thickness and clit rubbed against his abdomen.

The bed bounced, the wooden headboard creaked and slammed against the wall. Countless moans slipped past my lips.

Something buzzed on the side of the bed, underneath the pillow. I didn't care. All my attention was over Knox and the way he mercilessly fucked me. His cock grew within me.

My brows collected over my forehead as he slowed down and removed his hand from my neck. He slipped his hand underneath the pillow, grabbing his phone that continued to buzz without any break.

Tossing the phone over to my side, he said, "Pick it up."

His hands returned to my lower belly, applying pressure as he continued with his slow strokes. Confused, I grabbed the phone and looked at the caller ID.

It was Cain.

Fuck.

My skin turned instantly cold. I glanced up at Knox who waited for me to pick up the call.

"Pick it up, Candice. Talk to him." He whispered before nudging my legs apart.

Why was he calling him? Why now?

My pleasure subsided, I swallowed hard as my quivering finger reached to accept the call. I placed the phone against my ear. A raspy breath escaped my throat as my eyes met with Knox's. I tried to relax, but there was no way I could when he was inside me.

"H-Hello," I stammered, closing my eyes tight. As soon as I picked up the call, Knox quickened his pace, fucking me harder while his fingers sank into my sank, pulling me to himself.

"Candice?" Cain said, finding my voice instead of his brothers, but I supposed this was what he was expecting. He didn't want to talk to Knox, he wanted to talk to me. He had been trying hard—for days. "Don't cut the call. Listen to me."

I grabbed onto the sheets as Knox's cock rammed against my g-spot roughly, over and over again, stimulating me. He lifted one hand and grabbed my breast before brushing his thumb across my sore nipple.

"Mhm. Yes?" I breathed out heavy. "What do you want, Cain?"

"Where are you?"

My body jerked and a small gasp left my throat as Knox pinched my nipple between his fingers. "I'm home," I couldn't think straight even if I wanted to. I swallowed the sounds in my throat and continued, "I can't talk to you right now. I'm sorry."

"No, wait, listen to me." He sounded worried but at the same time, my legs began trembling.

"Cain," I nearly moaned, "I can't." My eyes rolled to back of my head and I clenched tight around him.

I pushed away the phone from my ears before cutting the call. A grin spread across Knox's face and his eyes lightened. His strokes grew rough. I cried out loud as another orgasm flooded out of me. The phone beside kept buzzing.

I cared but not enough, not as much as I cared for Knox.

He lowered himself to me and kissed my lips, "You did so good." He smiled before pulling himself out of me and finishing outside, in between my legs.

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