Page 401 of Knox Academy Omnibus
He doesn’t reply, choosing instead to close the gap between us. He reaches over and pulls my Louboutin’s from my feet, discarding them carelessly over his shoulder. Straddling my thighs, he brings the tip of his blade up to the hollow base of my throat. I swallow and his eyes sparkle in triumph. He thinks I’m scared, scaredofhim, but I’m not.
Lightly, he trails the blade back and forth along my clavicles before coming to rest in the middle. With a wicked grin he swipes the blade down the centre of my shirt, effectively slicing the satin into pretty little ribbons. I glare at him even as my nipples tighten.
“That shirt was…I don’t know what it was, because Elsie bought it. But it was bound to be expensive!” I snap.
“And Elsie will be delighted to go shopping for a new one for you. A suit too.”
“Don’t you dare,” I warn.
Too late.
He cuts through the arm of my blazer and this time I feel the material pulling in resistance – it’s minimal – and then it yields to Onyx’s will like the rest of us always have to.
I shoot daggers at him as he strips me of my clothing until I’m lying in just my underwear before him.
“Onyx—”
He ignores me again and slices the thin scraps of black silk away, leaving me less than impressed.
“Why are your nipples so hard, Amelie?” he taunts.
“Fuck you, it’s cold in here,” I retort defiantly.
“Sure it is. Want me to turn the heating on?” He scoffs. His tone is cold but his gaze isn’t. I can see his dick straining against his pants, so his cool, detached demeanour isn’t fooling anyone.
He flips the blade and retraces the path it took, slicing my shirt open, but with the less-lethal side this time. It’s still sharp enough to leave a raised pink line along my flesh. The corner of Onyx’s lip quirks up at his handiwork, but I decide I’ve had enough of his teasing. I buck him off me with my own wicked grin.
Getting to my knees, I smirk at him, trying to provoke a reaction in him. It works.
“Did I say you could move?”
“Nope.”
“Then why the fuck did you?”
“Because I’m not some little submissive doll for you to do as you please with. Sorry to disappoint you.”
He flips me over and lands a hard blow – way harder than I expected – down on my ass. I wiggle it back at him.
“Is that all you’ve got?”
The whoosh of his belt being pulled rapidly through his trouser loops fills the air and a second later an almighty crack rings out.
“MOTHERFUCKER!” I scream, jumping about a mile off the bed.
Onyx chuckles. “Calm down, jumpy. I just enjoy the sound. Well, that, and you shitting yourself when you thought I was going to hit you.”
I can’t even deny it; itdidscare me shitless. The sound was so loud and threatening. But once my heart calms enough that I can breathe again, I realise the only pain in my body is in my chest, not my ass.
“Bastard,” I seethe, causing another cold laugh to slip from his lips.
“You want it?”
I shrug. He moves closer to me, his hand grabbing my head and pulling me close to his. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth and moans like I’m the most delicious snack he’s ever devoured.
I’m panting by the time he pulls away, but his lips move to my neck and he sucks a trail down to my shoulder, sinking his teeth in. I gasp and groan, loving the sensation on my sensitive skin.
I run my hands across his abs but he smacks them away, lifting me over his shoulder, bringing his hand down hard on my ass. I whimper, half from excitement and half from pain.
