This back and forth they did…
It was intimate.
And he liked it.
He put his glass on the table.
"Come here."
Knox slipped a hand around her throat and sipped at the mouth he was obsessed with. Then he kissed her hard, dancing his tongue along hers. The taste of her burst through his system, making him groan. He knew he'd always crave it, always crave her.
"Later, I'm going to fuck this mouth."
A hint of defiance sparked in her presently ice-blue eyes. Knox flexed his grip on her throat.
"I'll have it, Harper. It's mine. Mine to taste, mine to use any way I want."
And he had used it any way he wanted. He knew he was dominant and rough in the bedroom, that she wasn't used to being led or pushed to her limits. She probably had no idea what a turn on it was to teach her what he liked, to show her how it could be between demons. She was used to humans, so she'd had no idea just how intense and satisfying sex was with her own kind.
