Page 86 of Knight’s Dominion

She shifted under him. “Spit it out, Chaos.”

He ignored how good that subtle movement felt. How her silky skin and those long, sexy legs moved against him. How hard she was making him all over again, and worked at sorting out what he needed to say. Honesty would probably be a good start, because this wasn’t working for him.

The truth was undeniable.

He couldn’t live like this.

For some reason it was hard, holding those beautiful brown eyes. This female, shit, she made him feel unsure, vulnerable. Again, not something he was used to. He sure as fuck didn’t like it.

He cleared his throat because his vocal cords were so damn tight. “This mating thing, it’s a fuck of a lot stronger than either of us realized. You feel that, too, yes?”

Please say yes.

He held his breath, only letting it out when she slowly nodded.

“Sex is a big part of it, and I..." Shit. However he said this would make him sound like an asshole. He pushed on. "I haven't...I can't be with anyone else.” I don’t want anyone else. “When you mate, you’re supposed to live together. What we're doing…it's not natural, and it's...it's messing with my head, my control." Admitting that was a hit to his ego, especially since she obviously wasn't suffering the same problem. Yeah, she wanted him, but not like he did her, not in a tear-the-walls-down-with-her-bare-hands-to-get-to-him kind of way.

Her fingers flexed against his ribs, and he realized he hadn't restrained her like he'd planned to. Then he remembered the way her hands felt on his body while he'd fucked her, the way she'd clung to him, how much he’d liked it. His dick got even harder.

“You want to live together? We’ve already been over this.”

That’s exactly what he wanted, but going by the horror in her voice, in her eyes, that wasn’t an option.

Her chest rose and fell in an agitated way, and he wanted to lean in and taste her smooth skin, draw one of those aching little buds into his mouth and take away whatever she was feeling right then.

He stared down into her beautiful eyes and fought the urge to kiss her again. “You won’t bend on this?”

“No.”

He wanted to fall asleep after being inside her every night, wanted to wake up to her every morning, to her soft warmth, her drugging scent, and take her all over again.

Since that wasn’t an option, he had to try to make her understand what he needed from her. “The connection we share, it can't be explained away, it can't be manipulated or suppressed. It just is. I know that now."

Her gaze searched his. "What are you saying?"

“I need the animosity between us to stop. And I need access to you when…” How the hell did he put this without sounding like a fucking sleaze?

She turned to stone beneath him. "You want unlimited access to my body. Is that what you’re saying?"

The way she said that and the look on her face made him fucking ill. He searched his mind for the right words, for anything that would make what he was asking of her okay. He was grasping at thin air. “The sounds you make, the way you move beneath me, I know you like the way I fuck you, Grace."

Her nails dug into his skin. That only turned him on more.

"Your ego really is out of control,” she bit back.

He slid out of her tight pussy a little, then back in. The soft moan that escaped from between her lips told him she most definitely liked what he was doing. Right then he needed that confirmation more than anything. The alternative wasn’t something he could stomach. “You want me to stop?" he choked out, throat tight as hell.

Planting a hand on his shoulder, she pushed.

He fell back, rejection flooding his body. She was going to deny him, was going to climb off the bed and leave him there, desperate for her, on the verge of goddamn insanity.

But she didn’t, she straddled his hips, gripped his cock, and took him back inside her, and rode him—slow and easy.

A vicious curse exploded from him, and his eyes rolled to the back of his fucking head when she squeezed down hard.

He didn’t do this—he never let females top him—he was always in control.

His hands automatically went to her hips to halt her, to flip her underneath him and take over, but she slid down his length, squeezing her pussy tight again as she rolled her hips and he lost the ability to move.