Page 13 of Savage

As I toyed with the fight or flight reaction pumping through me, I heard Chris mutter to the blonde that he needed to take a leak. Possibly not wanting to watch the nightmare unfold before him.

Jaxon now had no sunglasses to protect himself from my laser-beamed glare. The egging on continued and Jaxon’s quirked a look around the guests. Everyone so obviously loved him. Boys wanted to be him; girls just wanted to do him. Primitive, I know.

He rolled his huge shoulders and then cracked his neck from side to side; ending the stand-off. “You know me, I’m a crowd pleaser,” he drawled in a sarcastic voice, watching me like I was his next meal. Crowd pleaser my arse. A few of the guys laughed at that one. Everyone knew Jaxon Savage did what the fuck he wanted and didn’t care what others thoughts.

From his expression, he took pleasure in my discomfort. Not being the type of man to crawl along the ground on all fours, he pushed lazily to his feet, moved to the centre of the circle, and then lowered himself to his knees, his muscles rippling in the sun. A lump appeared in my throat as he crooked a finger, telling me to go to him and I felt someone’s hand against my back urging me forward. He picked up on my hesitation and that sexy smile of his became wider.

“Come on Wynter, it’s only a kiss. Or are you scared?”

I huffed, shooting him daggers. “Yes, of what I might catch.” My reply caused the others to react with hoots, whistles, and oohs.

The mocking expression on Jaxon’s face increased. “Come on, you have the chance to prove Lexi wrong,” he urged, referencing her frigid dig.

I reluctantly moved on all fours toward him and it seemed to take forever. It was like time stood still. I was going to kiss Jaxon in front of all his friends and my boyfriend, it felt so wrong, but I couldn’t deny I felt a smidge of excitement. Not a feeling I welcomed.

He dominated the area, there was no escape. As my body approached him, I could see a muscle ticking in his jaw. His face was expressionless but his eyes held a glint to suggest he was looking forward to what was coming. He would enjoy making a fool out of me, I could feel it.

“Relax, I don’t bite. Well, not always,” Jaxon whispered at the cuff of my ear.

I flinched as he lifted one hand and slid it around the back of my neck, an electric-type of jolt shooting through me at the contact. “You never know, you might enjoy it.”

Jaxon then moved his body so his hard chest pushed against mine. My lips parted in shock as he lifted his other hand and shoved it into my hair, wrapping his fist around a chunk of it. He touched me like I belonged to him.

His eyes were hot on mine, blazing his intentions. And I was lost. Butterflies took flight in my stomach.

Jaxon Savage then lowered his head and rammed his mouth over mine. I gasped at his forcefulness and chaos broke loose inside my body as I surged toward him. The hunger was immediate.

His hand tightened in my hair, angling my head, and slanting his mouth firmly over mine. His tongue then pushed its way between my lips as he fed from me, taking everything, and my inhibitions were smashed to smithereens.

It felt amazing and uncontrollable lust crashed through my core. I moaned, this time into his mouth, my arms coming up to clasp his biceps. I faintly heard the whistles and excited chatter around us as I allowed my tongue to dance with his. He growled low in the back of his throat and deepened the kiss and it became more frenzied. Heat pooled between my legs and I could feel I was damp in my bikini bottoms and not from the pool.

His rock-hard torso was against the softness of my breasts. My nipples were hard beneath the hoodie as they grazed his chest. The swaying movement of our bodies created a thrilling friction. There was a raw, sexual sizzle in the air.

Jaxon nibbled the corner of my mouth with his teeth before he ran his tongue along the seam, almost soothing the section he had bitten. A hot ache pulsed in the pit of my stomach. I was on fire; I could feel the need between my legs and I so wanted him to touch me there.

After another few strokes of his tongue into my mouth, he drew back and licked the skin of my throat from my collarbone to beneath my chin. I panted in ecstasy, my head falling back in sexual abandonment.

Jaxon then released me with a quick impatient movement and drew back. His expression was heavy with desire and his breath was also uneven.

He recovered quicker than me. “Well, I think it’s safe to say she isn’t frigid.”

My composure shattered into a thousand pieces. My mind whirling as my emotions were thrown into chaos. I was floored, and shame pumped through my body. Dominic was behind me for Christ's sake and I had almost been climbing my stepbrother in front of all those people.

The noise continued in the group and I felt like they were laughing at me. I placed my hand flat against my chest as I attempted to pull some control back into my body, my legs felt weak. I was fucked. I would never live this down.

Pushing a clump of hair back from my face, I raised my eyes to Jaxon’s as someone shouted, “Fuck her.” A cocksure smirk filtered onto his expression and I snapped.

Pulling my hand back, I slapped Jaxon across the face as hard as I could. It rocked his head to the side and the crowd all made a variety of ouch remarks and oohs. I instantly clutched my hand with the other and massaged it. I’d hurt myself from the impact which had jarred my wrist.

As I stumbled to my feet, I saw the fury entering Jaxon’s face. He was enraged.

With a sob, on shaky limbs I rushed away, ignoring Dominic who had come toward me and asked, “Are you OK?” He attempted to sound concerned but I could see he was shocked.

I pulled away and heard Jaxon say to Dominic, “Stay put dipshit. This is family business.”

As I quickly walked, I could feel Jaxon behind me. Why was he following me? Please leave me to my shame. I picked up the pace. It suddenly felt like I was being hunted.

After leaving the circle, who were thankfully in the process of pushing to their feet or chatting; now the show was over. I moved past some of the other guests who’d had the sense not to play, my mouth and body were still on fire from Jaxon’s kiss. The music started to pump louder, drowning out the jeers and I rushed past a bewildered Chris.

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