Page 276 of Knox Academy Omnibus
“Onyx!”
He kisses me before I can lose my shit with him so I attack him right back, wound up once again. We fall back to the bed, this time with me on top, and I grind against him. I want to drive him as crazy as he makes me, but my anger quickly gives way to powerful lust and just like that, I’m desperately longing to show Onyx how I feel about him. With actions not words.
Eventually though, we have to come up for air, and panting hard, Onyx grins at me.
“Climb on my face.”
“What? No!”
“Yes. If you won’t let me go down on you the traditional way, we’ll do it like this so you don’t have to worry about my stitches – which are nearly all gone by the way – but at least you’ll relax and we can both enjoy it.”
I guess he has a point, but… It’s sure as hell tempting, but…
“Amelie,” Onyx groans. “You’re killing me here.”
“That’s what I’m worried about. What if I hurt you?”
“That’s an insult to my bench pressing record and you know it,” he points out. “Besides, what’s the worst that can happen?”
“Um, you could die?!”
“Well, if I die we both know I’m going to hell anyway, so let me spend my last few minutes in heaven between your legs.”
Okay, call me weak, but I swoon. Yes, it would probably sound cheesy to anyone else, but the look he gives me – full ofblazing desire andneed– floors me. I gape at him, and he gives me a wicked wink. He knows he’s won.
“Hop on. Now. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
I swallow at his threat and nod. Onyx shoots me a triumphant grin as he lies back. I feel awkward as fuck straddling his head and holding on to the headboard to begin with, but Onyx dives right in like I’m his last meal and within minutes I don’t give a fuck aboutanything.
I’m so lost in the way Onyx moves his tongue that I don’t hear the door open, but the click of the lock makes my body still. Onyx grabs my hips and holds me down so I can’t move from his face, sucking my clit until I gasp.
“Don’t turn around,” Slate orders in an authoritative tone, sounding more like his twin than himself. But I do as he says.
“Move,” he demands. “Grind his face nice and hard, princess. If he doesn’t have swollen lips by the time you’re done, we’ll have to punish you.”
“What if I suffocate him?”
Onyx mutters something unintelligible and Slate chuckles. “A very good way to die indeed.” I can tell Slate has moved closer to us from the proximity of his voice.
The bed dips under his weight as he moves in behind me.
“Did I say you could talk?” His large hand wraps through my hair and pulls my head back, his body so close to mine I can feel the heat radiating from his body. “I don’t care if he suffocates, he thinks it’s a good way to die.”
“I don’t want him to die,” I whisper, eyes filling with tears despite the situation. Damn emotions.
“Why don’t you want him to die, Amelie?”
I shake my head. I can’t tell him. He’ll hate me knowing that if anything had happened to Onyx I would have walked away from him too. He sighs at my silence.
“Get up,” he demands once again. I follow his orders on shaky legs and lift myself from Onyx’s face. “On your hands and knees facing away from us like a good little slut.”
I do as he asks and Onyx moves to make room for me. If he wants an obedient little slut, that’s what he’ll get.
“Get behind her,” Slate snaps at his twin. Onyx moves behind me and lines himself up. “Don’t be gentle, we don’t play nice with little whores who just want to warm our dicks.”
Onyx slams into me and I scream out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Slate’s words sting a little, but deep down I know his words are just that...words. Onyx pumps into me carelessly, and the detachment from Slate starts to break me.
“Bury her face into the mattress.” Onyx’s large hand pushes my head into the comforter, following Slate’s orders. “Do you want to tell me why you don’t want Onyx to die?” Slate is smart, he knows it’s more than me just loving his brother.
