Flames of Chaos (Legacy of the Nine Realms, #1)

by Amelia Hutchins

“Keep fucking taunting me, little lamb. I’ll show you why shepherds hid their flocks from the wolves at night. You’ll see what happens when those sweet, succulent, little creatures are separated from the flock. They end up fucked so hard that not even the rest of the sheep can scent what the fuck is left of it in the morning.” “Wolves can’t fuck sheep, Knox,” I uttered through the pressure he held on my throat. “It’s anatomically impossible.”

Swallowing hard, I shook my head to clear my thoughts and grabbed the pineapple, pushing into my panties before scrunching my face up. “Did you just push pineapple into your pussy?” he asked, leaning against the door, studying me through heated eyes. “Did it work?” I demanded not bothering to deliberate at where I’d placed it, which wasn’t inside of my body—because that would be nasty. “No, not at all,” he confirmed huskily.

“You keep your penis flavored hands to yourself, asshole.

“I heard him talking to you! He thinks of nothing else but you! What do you have, a magic fucking pussy?” “Uh, no, but I mean, maybe?”

“Why the fuck is there a naked alpha outside my gate, Aria?” “I guess they’re like peacocks or something?”

“You are a beautiful fucking mess of chaos, creature.”

“Yeah, but then she just zoomed on up the stairs and was like, ‘I need that dick, Knox,’ and you were like, ‘slide on down it, Aria.’ Meanwhile, we were all like, ‘who made the popcorn, because they’re about to fuck right here,’ but then you got all defensive and shit, and hid that honey pot as you plowed it.”

“Oh, calm your tits, don’t lose your head over it, Amara.” I lifted her by the hair as I severed her head from her shoulders. “Oops, you always were a drama queen.”