“Don’t move.” Knox cupped her ass with his free hand. Boldly. Possessively. “I love this ass. Smooth. Pert. Biteable. And mine.” He gave it a firm squeeze.

“Knox —”

“Shh.” Knox plunged a finger inside her pussy. She tried to arch into him again, but he pushed down on her lower back to keep her flat. “I said, don’t move.”

“You’re a damn tease.”

Knox spoke into her ear. “No, I’m just playing with what belongs to me.” No one else had ever belonged to him, and he’d sure as hell never belonged to anyone else. That Harper was all his, that he had rights to her that no one else would ever have – both as his mate and as his anchor – intensified the raw possessiveness he already felt for her.

As Knox sank a second finger inside her, he curved it just right, smiling at her gasp. Fisting her hair, he pulled her face to his and took her mouth. Consumed her. Dominated her. Greedily feasted on her as he fucked her with his fingers. “That’s it. Take it.”

He burned for her. Day. Night. All the fucking time. It took nothing more than for him to shift in his seat and suddenly scent her on his shirt. Just like that, even in the middle of a conference room, he’d be rock hard. Right then, his cock was full and heavy, aching for release. For her. For the only thing is his life he’d ever loved.

Harper gasped as ice-cold psychic fingers parted her folds, leaving her clit exposed to the mattress. The finger already deep in her pussy began to thrust in and out, rocking her against the bed, sending shockwaves of pleasure to her clit. It felt so good, but she needed more. Needed him filling and fucking her. “No more teasing.”

“I’ll give you what you want,” he assured her, pausing to swirl his finger. “Soon.”

Soon? “I like ‘now’.” The words came out kind of breathy with need. “‘Now’ sounds way better.”

Knox drove another finger inside her, loving how hot and wet she was. Loving that her scent had become warmer and sweeter as her need built and built – it always did. What he loved more was that she held nothing back; that she was his with no limits or boundaries or doubts. She didn’t even hold back from his demon – a fact that the entity treasured.

Kneading her scalp, Knox licked at a bite mark he’d left near the dragonfly tattoo on her nape. The mark gave his demon the same wicked masculine satisfaction that it did him. Knox bit down, and her pussy rippled around his fingers. His cock throbbed as if in envy.

Out of her mind with the need to come, Harper bucked hard enough to get to her knees. “Knox, I’m serious, you need to —” His fingers and body heat disappeared, and then his tongue stabbed inside her. “Oh, God.” That talented tongue licked and lapped and swirled. Her thighs quivered, and she wasn’t sure how much longer they could support her weight.

She jerked as a psychic finger plunged inside her while another flicked her clit. Her pussy began to burn and spasm until it was almost unbearable, and Harper could do nothing but ride the wave as her orgasm barreled into her with such force that her head spun. But the pleasure didn’t fade. No. Because then the psychic fingers dissolved, and her pussy went from burning to inferno hot.

Knox blanketed her back again and growled into her ear, “Tell me.”

Cheek to the mattress, Harper licked her lips. “Tell you what?” she asked, just to fuck with him for teasing her.

Knox tsked at her sass. “Baby, you know better than that.” He slid his hand around her throat, covering the brand there. “If you want my cock inside you, you’ll tell me what I want to hear.”

His hand squeezed her neck in warning, but Harper only smiled. Even then, with his body trapping hers and his hand tight around her throat, she felt safe and… cherished. She knew he’d never hurt her. Knew that she was completely safe with both him and his demon. So she gave him those three little words he wanted. His long, thick cock plunged into her – forcing its way past swollen muscles until he was balls-deep in her pussy, exactly where she wanted him to be.

“I love feeling your pussy wrapped around my cock. All snug and warm and slick.” Knox gripped both her shoulders, holding her still, as he pounded in and out of her. His pace was feral, his thrusts were savage. Her hot pussy squeezed and pulsed around his cock, showing him that she wanted it, that she loved it. Maybe even needed it.

Every throaty little moan shot straight to his cock. She was so fucking tight. He needed to be deeper. Needed to be so deep that she’d never forget the feel of him; that his name would be imprinted on her soul.

“Knox…”

It was a warning, but he hadn’t needed it. He knew her body. He could sense that she was about to come. He also knew that she was expecting him to force her to wait. He didn’t. “Come for me. That’s my baby.” His balls tightened as she came with a scream, squeezing and milking his cock. He jammed himself deep and exploded, shooting jet after jet of come inside her.

Feeling hollowed out, he pressed a kiss between her shoulders. “I love you too, baby.”

“Then life is good,” she slurred.

He fully agreed.

The bed beneath her rattled, and Harper’s head snapped up. She blinked, realizing she wasn’t in bed. She was in her office, and she’d fallen asleep at her desk. Damn.

Raini stood opposite her, one brow raised, lips pursed. She gestured at the brown paper bag she’d obviously plonked on the desk, waking her. That was the second time she’d been woken by someone else that day. She much preferred Knox’s method.

Rubbing at the ache in her temples, Harper picked up her take-out cup of frothed milk, disappointed to find the cup cold. “What’s in the bag?”

Raini folded her arms. “Open it.” There was a challenge in her tone and posture, and Harper didn’t like it.

Just to be awkward, Harper said, “Maybe later.”

“Don’t play with me, Wallis. Open it.”

“Or…?”

“Or I’ll tell everyone exactly what’s in that bag. I haven’t mentioned it to anyone else. Don’t force me to.”

Out of morbid curiosity alone, Harper grabbed it with a sigh. Opening it, she froze. “You have to be kidding me.”

“You need to use it, Harper,” Raini insisted.

She shook her head and tossed the bag onto the desk. “Not necessary.”

“Isn’t it? I disagree.”

“Well, I disagree that you have a need to disagree.”

Raini picked up the bag. “Then it won’t do you any harm to use this and prove me wrong, will it? Come on, Wallis, let’s see who’s right.”

Harper sighed. “I don’t have time for this shit.”

Eyes softening, Raini put a hand to her chest. “Do it for my peace of mind, if nothing else. Please.”

“Don’t you think you’re being a little ridiculous?”

“Some days. Not today.”

Again, Harper sighed. “Fine. I’ll do it later,” she lied.

“Now you’re just lying.” Raini took Harper’s hand and pulled her out of her seat.

“You’re stronger than you look.”

Raini shoved the bag at her. “Go get it over with.”

The urgency in Raini’s tone sent a chill skittering down Harper’s spine. She cocked her head, watching the succubus closely. “You really do think this is necessary, don’t you?”

Raini gave her a wan smile. “Yeah, I really do.”

Swallowing hard, Harper strode out of the office and went off to “humor” Raini so she could have that peace of mind she seemed to need. But when Harper walked to her station ten minutes later, she wasn’t feeling so nonchalant anymore. Raini took one look at her face and flashed her a small smile that was both anxious and supportive.

Devon’s brow creased. “You okay, Harper? You’re awful pale.”

Harper licked her lips. She wasn’t ready to tell them yet. Besides, Knox should be the first to hear the news. “I just feel a little lightheaded, that’s all.” That wasn’t entirely untrue.

“Huh.” Devon’s expression said she wasn’t buying it.