HARD KNOX (9 page)

My dick was covered in her spit.
She grabbed at the head of my cock and jerked me, twisting her hand, it being
so much easier now that my cock was wet from her mouth. She then went right
back to work on me. Sucking so perfect on my dick. Up and back, her hands
gripping the bed sheets tight.

My hand began to creep along her
back. She had her back arched down, sticking that fine ass high up in the air.
I leaned forward a little and couldn’t help myself as my fingers sampled her
pussy again. She was still messy wet, just the way I liked it.

Fuck, to fit my cock inside her she
was going to need all the cum she could produce. There was no other way to make
this work.

I dug my two fingers into her
pussy, driving her toward me. My dick buried deep in her throat again and this
time, she groaned, sending vibrations through my entire shaft, down to my
balls.

That’s when I knew I had to let
loose on her.

I stood tall and slipped my fingers
into her hair. I pushed it all out of her face and gave her a little nod. She
knew it was about to happen.

She reached up with her right hand
and gripped the bottom of my dick as I felt my cum ready to shoot.

I hissed as I reached the breaking
point, a powerful sensation right at the head of my cock as I began even
harder.

Ana opened her mouth right on time
and I quickly covered her sweet tongue with my cum. She closed her mouth and
eased back down as I continued to fill her. She fucking worked that mouth of
hers up and back against my cock, moving with me as I pulsed, pouring what felt
like a week
’
s worth
of jizz into the back of her throat.

“Goddamn, darlin’,” I growled.

I pulled my cock away from her and
stood there.

She licked her lips and slowly rose
up so she was on her knees on the bed. She opened her legs and placed her hand
to her belly and inched down.

She smirked at me, like she was
teasing me.

She wasn’t fucking teasing me.

What did she think… I was one and
done?

“Please, darlin’,” I whispered,
getting close to her mouth. “I’m just getting started with you.”

My hands then smacked her ass so
loud it sounded like a crack of thunder in the bedroom. She let out a wild
scream and I lifted her up and put her on her back.

A second later I was hovering over
her, my cock still throbbing hard.

The room spun as time replayed in
my mind.

There was this tunnel that I saw… just
me and Ana together. Nothing else in the world mattered. It was always about
us. It would forever be about us.

I lowered my cock down to her
beautiful slit and pressed.

She bit her lip so hard it started
to bleed.

I kissed her wounded lip and
thrust, tearing her open.

My darlin
’ was finally
mine.

I was deep inside Ana when she
started to come again. Her hands tried to hold my shoulders but they were too
small and my shoulders were too fucking big. Her nails scratched, desperate for
a grip. She managed to pull herself up and tried to kiss my chest. It was cute
to watch but then her teeth scraped against my muscle and she settled with
biting at my collarbone.

She moaned each time I fucked at
her, working her pussy as she flooded the sheets on the bed. I wasn’t going to
ease up on her either. It had been too fucking long since she had a real man -
a fucking outlaw - take care of her needs.

The harder I thrust at her the more
noise she made. The sound of my cock pounding at her echoed with a beautiful
splashing sound. She damn near had her entire body off the fucking bed by the
time she finished climaxing.

Her entire body then went limp. I
hurried to catch her and placed her back on the bed. I thrust deep and held
there, bucking my hips at her as my hands explored down her body. I settled at
her hips, loving the feel of her curves and her hip bones. There was just something
about that spot on a woman that made me crazy. And because it was Ana, it was
even crazier.

Now I found a new game to play.

The faster I went at her, the more
her tits bounced.

The game was going to be the death
of me so I put my hands to her chest, covering her up. I felt her nipples
pressing against the palms of my hands. She reached back over her head and put
her hands to the headboard. It was far too late to give a shit about noise. The
headboard had been smacking the wall for a while, not to mention Ana’s pleasure
filled yells, groans, and cries.

I felt myself getting ready to lose
another load.

I moved my hands up to Ana’s face.
I pulled at her, bringing her back toward me. I towered the fuck over her and
forever would. My size was her protection and it would always be her safety.
Nothing would stop this from happening again and again and again.

I lowered my mouth to hers and
kissed her. I needed to taste her tongue in my mouth and feel her lips shaking
as she tried to keep up with me.

She was almost sitting up, her body
making a
C
shape. My left hand was tight around the back of her neck,
under her hair. My right hand was balled into a tight fist and pressed against
the headboard. It was made of cheap ass wood and I felt it start to give as
soon as I touched it.

I kept pumping at Ana’s beautiful
pussy. She was slick, tight, and it was only topped by the way she kept with
me, thrusting at me as I thrust at her. She was my everything all rolled up
into a sexy, dirty, pretty woman.

I opened my mouth and stopped
kissing her so I could groan. My balls were vise tight again and I felt my cock
locked and loaded. My target was in place and I thrust into her, feeling that
wild rush up my shaft.

As soon as I started to come, Ana’s
mouth opened and closed in a helpless whimper, kissing at my bottom lip. I
simply gritted my teeth like a ravenous animal, loving the feel of her pussy
squeezing so tight against me as I fucked her. Each time I pulled back I felt
the insides of her sex walls sliding all around my cock, forcing more cum out
of me. This goddamn woman had my balls fucking drained after just two loads.
Nobody ever did that to me.

My cock kept throbbing and every
muscle in my body flexed. I thrust into her again and felt even more jizz
leaking from me. I pressed my entire body hard to hers and my fist was even
harder against the headboard. The fucking thing cracked and caved in, forever
leaving a perfect imprint of my knuckles.

I then guided Ana back down to the
bed yet again and I started to kiss her again.

This was a big
no-no
for me.
There were some unwritten rules about me.

Knox is built to fight and fuck.

Knox doesn
’t give a shit
about anything if it doesn
’t benefit him.

Knox does not kiss a bitch after
fucking her.

This was different.

Ana broke my rules. I wanted her to
break my rules. I let her break my rules.

My hands were on the bed as I
kissed her. My cock pulsed and was slowly starting to lose its hardness. Trust
me, if I wanted to go again, one thrust would have done the trick.

Goddamn me, I just wanted to kiss
her.

Ana touched my face and I don’t
know how much time passed by.

I gently touched her stomach with
my hand and ended the kiss. I leaned back on my knees and watched as the last
inch of my dick slipped out of her precious body. Her folds were still curled
open, her slit quivering, a warm looking liquid collecting and dripping from
her. Her clit was pearl-like, still aroused.

My hand moved up her body, tracing
invisible lines. I cupped her right breast and flicked my thumb over her
nipple. Ana reached for me, her fingertips sliding down my stomach, and I saw
her mentally counting all my stomach muscles.

I then traced the line up to her
face and held her. My fingers dug into her hair and I shook my head.

“What?” she asked.

“That fucking felt like forever,” I
said. “I never want that again. The only forever I want with you, darlin’, is
that kind where we’re together.”

She gushed and then suddenly looked
scared.

“Knox… this is dangerous. What we
just did…”

I crashed to the bed next to her
and pulled her close. “You have nothing to worry about, darlin’. You and me… we
got our own secrets. We always have. This is just another one. A good one. And
it’s not going to be a secret for long.”

“No?” she asked.

I kissed her forehead. “No, Ana. I’m
going to take care of things.”

“What does that mean?”

I looked at the bruise under her
eye. The rage started to boil again. “Nobody touches my girl. Ever. I’m going
to make him pay. The Reaper’s Bastards are riding strong again, darlin’. And I’m
going to take us to war. He’ll never hurt you again.”

Ana eased into my body some more
and kissed my neck. I felt her tongue flicker against my sweaty skin. I rolled
to my back and pulled my darlin’ to my chest. She kissed my neck, my cheek, and
she tried to nibble at my mouth.

I turned my head and looked at her.
“I love you, Ana. I’ve always loved you. I kept my distance to protect you and
look what it did to you. I’ll never let that happen again.”

“You can’t blame yourself,” she
whispered.

“Yes I can, darlin’. I’m keeping
the guilt on this one. I owe you my life and you have it.”

Ana grinned and bit her bottom lip.

Her left pointer finger touched my
chest. She drew a line right down to my cock. She traced a line down the middle
of my shaft, right over the head of my dick. My dick pulsed and was right back
to life.

Her hand tried to grip me and she
started to jerk me.

We kissed.

The night wasn
’t over
yet.

chapter sixteen

(ana)

*THEN*

I curled up in my blankets and
turned to face the wall. My insides were a little sore but it had been so worth
it. My body was still shivering. The adrenaline rushed through me as though
Knox was still behind me, guiding my body gently, offering himself and teaching
me things about my body I didn’t know.

I never thought it would have taken
me this long to
lose it
. Most of the people I knew had gone through
plenty of stuff back in high school, but there I was, old enough to buy a beer
legally but still a virgin.

Not anymore.

Somewhere inside me I had hoped for
something romantic but that wasn’t the way it worked with Knox. At least we had
done it in my bed. That was kind of romantic. The way it all just happened.
Staring at each other. Kissing. Touching. The way he stripped me naked and
began to taste me. Something then clicked in me. A wire broke and a wild woman
decided to come forward.

I ended up ripping his jeans down
and instead of sucking him off -
which was what I usually did before sending
him on his way to deal with club stuff
- I grabbed his insanely big cock
and told him to do it.

My cheeks blushed when I said it
and Knox slowly touched my jaw.

“Are you sure about this,
darlin? You
’ll never be the same again.
”

Those words floated through my mind
and made me giddy. It made me really wet and horny when he said it and I knew
every time I thought about those words in my life, it would make me smile,
blush, and get wet.

I told him I was far beyond ready
for him.

He was well prepared and sheathed
himself with a condom. He then placed me on the bed where he wanted me and it
all happened.

I bit on a pillow for the first few
minutes as my body learned to accept what Knox had packing between his legs.
There was a little mess but it didn’t bother him. He was soft and gentle at
first, breaking my innocence open.

But then that was it.

After that… Knox fucked me. And the
more he fucked me, the more my mind raced and wanted it more. The second the
little tingles of pain subsided, the pleasure that replaced it was like nothing
I ever felt before.

We ended up going at it twice
before his phone started to ring.

I had a third time in mind but he
had to go.

That was the saga of our lives. We
were never really together and never really alone. Just fleeting moments where
we could sort of stop time and enjoy each other.

Knox dressed and I stayed naked.

He then scooped me up and carried
me to the bathroom. I didn’t want to wash him off my body but he warned me that
I smelled like outlaw sex. That was fine by me but I got in the shower anyway.

I was so giddy, curled up in the
covers, trying to sleep. But I kept looking up and looking across the yard,
wanting to see his light turn on. I just wanted to be with him. Like really be
with him. I wanted our own place, bed, life, and time together.

I fell asleep with a smile on my
face, not knowing that just a few miles away Knox was going to get shot.

chapter seventeen

(ana)

*NOW*

He held deep inside my body as he
came. I felt every pulse of his huge cock, reaching depths that only Knox could
hit. My body was his playground and nobody could or would ever come close to
what he did to me.

The hot shower water pounded
against my lower back. My hands were inches above the faucet, my hands slipping
down the sweaty tiles. Each thrust from behind was louder than normal because
of the extra wetness from the shower.

Knox’s hands crept around my body
and slid up my body, cupping my breasts. He pulled at me, making me stand. The
pressure of his cock still inside me left my legs trembling. I felt so weak but
felt so damn good at the same time.

I reached back with one hand,
touching the tree trunk sized left leg of his. I reached up with my other hand
and clawed at his sexy face. I turned my head and instantly, we started to
kiss.

Knox exited my body, leaving a
flood between my legs. He turned me around and pinned me against the tiled
wall. My fingers scaled his entire body. Starting at his shoulders, I went
down. His biceps were like boulders. His triceps had a natural horseshoe shape
to them. Even his forearms were thick with muscle and all I could imagine was
it coming from throttling his motorcycle.

Oh, his motorcycle. I couldn
’t
wait to ride on that thing again
…

I touched his insane chest, my body
unable to process how much he’d changed. My pussy ached to be touched again but
I was tapped out. From last night to this morning… now the shower… it was like
we were catching up on all those years missed.

I think I slept for four hours
tops.

Every time one of us stirred in our
sleep, our hands went for the other.

I woke out of sleep to find myself
kissing down Knox’s stomach. Before I knew it, I had a mouthful of his cock and
was going to town on him. I was never like that before. I couldn’t get enough
of him. And when he finished, I fell right back asleep. A couple hours later I
was having a wild dream about him. I felt myself getting wetter by the second.
I grabbed the sheets and sighed. I feared I was going to orgasm in my sleep…
have
a wet dream right next to Knox.
I forced myself to wake up only to find
Knox between my legs, devouring me.

“I can’t get enough of you, darlin’,”
he said to me, our lips still touching.

The shower water wasn’t going to
stay hot for much longer. And I knew the wild risk of having Knox in my
apartment. If Porter showed up…

I scratched at his face and nodded.
“I know, Knox. But how does this work?”

“It just does,” he said. He kissed
my neck and made a line down with his tongue. “Trust me, Ana. It just does.” His
warm breath spread over my left breast. My nipples were already hard and had
been for at least an hour straight. His tongue rolled around my nipple and he
groaned. “I’m going to protect you for the rest of my life. The way it was
meant to be.”

He latched to my breast and sucked
so hard, my eyes watered…
but so did my pussy.

His fingers slipped between my legs
again, massaging me with circles.

“Well, look who’s ready to fuck
again,” he said and stood back up.

I opened my legs and pressed my
back against the tile. I reached down and grabbed his heavy cock and placed him
against me.

Knox guided himself back into my
body. I bit my lip and felt him tear into me. Sliding in inch by thick inch.
Deeper by the second. His forehead touching mine. Showing me his teeth like a
hungry animal.

His hands grabbed my ass and
pulled, making damn sure he was deep as possible.

And he held there.

We just stared at each other,
falling in love all over again.

The situation was so dangerous
…
but it was going to get much more dangerous
…

I watched him put on his leather
cut and it was so hot. He was a giant to me. A monster.
My monster.
The
years of being an outlaw had been kind to his body, even if he had taken
beatings, been shot and stabbed. His ink covered the scar from that first time
he was shot. Right after our first time together.
My first time ever.

That seemed to be our trend.

For everything good, something bad
happened.

I didn’t want to live my life like
that or think of life that way, but it was a pattern with me and Knox.

He pointed to the bags on the floor
and asked, “Still leaving?”

“I guess not,” I said. “Knox… what
do I do about Porter?”

“That’s my problem,” he said. He
touched my face. “I let this happen and I’m going to make sure it never happens
again.”

“Knox…”

“Darlin’,” he said and grinned. “Do
you trust me?”

“Of course I do. I’ve always trusted
you.”

“Then I’m going to fix this,” he
said. “I’m going to ask this and only once. You know I’d never hurt you. Do you
love him?”

“No,” I said.

“Then… why?”

I backed up. “Comfort. It was all I
had, okay? You’re not going to like it, Knox, but the only thing that left me
feeling okay was when someone did stuff to me. I’m not a whore, but the feeling…”

Knox nodded and grabbed my hand. “I
get it, darlin’. Anyone I was ever with I thought about you.”

“Me too. About you.”

“Then we have nothing to worry about.
I’ve got my boys by my side, Ana. The Reap is fine. We’re strong. We’re
everything in this town. We’ve been running deals for years and nobody has
known a thing. Now we’re taking the streets, wearing our cuts. Porter and his
family
have no choice but to respect territory or else there
’
ll be a war. And between
me and him, it’s personal. He’s going to pay for what he did to you.”

Knox pulled me in for a kiss and I
realized it was a goodbye type of kiss.

I was filled with fear and anger.

“Are you leaving?” I asked.

“I have to go do something,” he
said.

“I need to go with you,” I said.

“No, you don’t. What you need to do
is stay here. And when Porter comes around you need to give me a call.”

I started to shake my head. Things
were really going to be like that so soon? I wanted to slap Knox. But how could
I? He hadn’t lied to me. He hadn’t hurt me. This was his life. It was the life
of an outlaw. To come and go as he needed. It was like before when I’d sit in
my room and stared into Knox’s window, waiting for him to come back.

“Hey,” he said. “I’m going to fix
it all.”

“I know,” I said. “I believe you. I
just hate this. All of this.”

“So do I. After my old man was sent
to prison, the entire club changed. My uncle gave everyone a chance to hand in
their cuts and move on. The club took a big hit. I kept it together and had to
get approval from Uncle Jakey for everything I did. No more of that shit. If
you want to know where I’m going… I’m going to prison.”

I gasped. “What?”

He started to laugh. “I’m going to
talk to my old man.”

“Asshole,” I said. My heart was
pounding.

“See? That’s how much you love me.”

“Like you need more proof,” I said.

He slipped his arms around me and
pulled me close for a hug. When I shut my eyes and smelled his leather cut, I
was taken back years. To a time when I never knew when we’d have our last hug.
The same feeling went through me then.

I then looked at the leather cut,
trying hard to appreciate what it meant to him and to the town and to all of
his boys. They grew up on the street, survived, and always stuck together.

Knox took my face into both of his
big hands and he kissed me. It was a really good kiss. It turned me on again,
no surprise there.

When he stepped back, he grabbed my
hand again. We went at arm
’
s
length and then he let me go.

“I’ll be in touch, darlin’,” he
said. “I promise.”

He opened the door.

Before he could slip away, I said, “Knox…”

He looked back. “Yeah?”

“I love you. I swear on it. I’ve
always loved you.”

“I know,” he said. “You’re my
darlin’. You’ve always been. I love you.”

He shut the door and was gone.

I felt empty and I felt alone.

Knox was back and I really did
believe it was for good. That’s what scared me the most. Because when me and
him were together, it wasn’t an explosion of romance. It was wild lust, a deep
romance, and hard realities.

Inside my heart… I knew someone was
going to end up dead.

What I didn
’t expect was
that I was going to get pregnant.