Page 75 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

Another shudder goes through me.

“You like this, don’t you? Submitting to me? Handing me control?”

I nod, barely able to focus as his fingers curl deep, rubbing that magical spot inside me.

“I will always give you what you need, Red. You just have to ask.”

My heart stutters.

Is it really that simple?

“I… I want—” The words die on my lips and Elliot rubs his nose along my cheek, his eyes still on the mirror.

“Words…” he demands. “Use. Your. Words.”

“You.” It lands like a bombshell between us, but I feel a new sense of confidence sweeping through me.

Elliot isn’t here with Lauren or an Heir chaser or any of the girls who stare at him around school.

He’s here with me.

He wants me.

He cares about… me.

I bring my hand up and lay my palm on his cheek, revelling in the stark portrait we paint in the mirror. Small and big. Soft and hard. Light and dark.

But we’re more alike than I ever realised. And he knows it.

Elliot knows.

“I want you, Elliot Eaton. All of you.”

The words shatter something and the wave crests, pleasure crashing over me as I cry out his name.

“Fuck,” he hisses, his fingers flexing around my throat as he twists my head to the side and crashes his mouth down on mine.

Elliot doesn’t kiss me, he devours me. His tongue strokes mine as he lays waste to every doubt, every insecurity and worry I have.

His kiss isn’t just a kiss, it’s a claiming.

I’m his and he’s mine.

The revelation—the truth—slams into me, settling deep in my soul.

Elliot wants me.

Me.

And I’m done waiting for him to show me who he really is.

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ELLIOT

Needing more, I spin her in my arms and press the front of her body against mine. Her soft curves line up perfectly with the hard planes of my body.

Our kiss goes on and on. It’s everything I need yet nowhere near enough all at the same time.

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