Page 96 of Saviors

Her whimpers were all that filled the room. My mind. Her soft skin yielded under my touch. My gorgeous Violet, taking every fucking inch of me.

I rolled my hips, sliding back inside her. Her body tensed further, strangling my dick. My hands softened as I rubbed soothing circles on her flesh. “It’s okay, pretty girl. Come for me again.”

Her dark hair brushed her shoulders as she shook her head. Her ribs expanded with her ragged exhale. “I can’t. It’s too much.”

Her gasped skated across my skin as I pulled out and slammed in, increasing my pace. She was so tight at the tip before her body softened, letting me inside. She might deny it with her words, but I felt her trembling. Felt her hips moving as she rolled back into me.

She wanted this. Needed it. Needed to prove how strong she was.

“Just wait.” I groaned as her pussy squeezed harder. “Next time, it’ll be Connor and Maverick with their cocks inside you. Stuffing you full.” She moaned as I thrust harder. “And I’ll enjoy watching them fucking destroy you.”

I moved faster. Fucked her ruthlessly. Taking in the goddamn beautiful view of her trapped beneath me. Of having her at my mercy. Enjoying the way my cock glistened with her cum. Loving the sound of her moans and ragged breaths.

“Oh god. Oh god.” Her voice rose. Her body shook.

My balls tightened as I watched the blush creeping along her skin. My back tingled when I leaned forward and licked the sweat from it. Her taste coated my tongue, made it impossible for me to resist.

“I know you have another one.” I slammed inside her as deep as I could go. “Give it to me.”

My vision grayed as she clamped down. My fingers dug into her hips as I held her on my cock while she fell apart. I felt every vibration. Every muscle as it clenched around me. As she tugged on my control.

“That’s my girl.” The intensity of her orgasm fueled my own. My cock pulsed inside her as the pleasure washed over me. Dragged me under as I filled her up. Claimed her as mine. Finally.

It seemed to go on forever. Electricity raced along my spine as I thrust into her sweet cunt. She was so tight that my cum slid back out, coating my cock in both of us.

When it was over, I rolled us to our sides. She was languid in my embrace as I yanked the belt free. My fingers massaged at the red imprints on her skin, but it would take days for them to go away. I fucking loved knowing I’d left my mark on her.

I held her tightly in my grasp as her body continued to tremble. Her head was tucked under my chin. Her arms were crossed over her chest. As I floated in the post orgasm haze, I wondered what it would feel like to have her hands on me. To reverse our positions. To let her take care of me.

It was absurd. I was the one who took care of people. I was the one in control.

But as we lay there, locked in an embrace, I was starting to wonder who was really in charge.

50

Violet

“Did you like your little present?” I rolled my eyes as Reid’s rich voice came from behind me. Only he would call a grand piano a ‘little present.’

I turned to watch him walk into his office. He was in his usual dark suit and black shirt. His hair was styled; some gray showing at the temples, but it only made him appear more sophisticated.

He moved with such confidence as he walked to where I was sitting on his desk. Having that much sex appeal should be illegal.

He stopped an inch in front of me. I could feel his warmth on the knee of my crossed leg. My fingers itched to grab the lapels of his jacket. To yank him forward and bring his lips to mine. I resisted the urge, hating that I had to.

Yet, a smile tugged at my mouth. Just having that desire, the confidence, was a win. It felt like another piece of me was healing, becoming whole again.

“It’s beautiful. Thank you.” My chest tightened as I stared into his kind blue eyes. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. “But it’s too much.”

I rolled my lips together to stop myself from saying the truth. The reality was I didn’t think I could play it. Music brought out too many emotions. I was afraid of what would happen if I touched the keys. Worried the floodgates would open and I’d fall apart again.

The breath stuttered from my lungs as he gripped my chin, forcing me to hold his gaze. “It’s not enough, pretty girl. You deserve so much more than we can give you.”

Something flashed behind his eyes. I didn’t have time to figure out what it was. He closed the distance between us and captured my mouth with his. The kiss was slow and sweet. There was no rush. No command.

It was hard to believe this was the man who’d tied my legs together with a belt a few nights ago. The one who demanded more orgasms when I’d felt like I was ready to pass out. The man in front of me now was softer.

I sighed, savoring his gentleness. It was natural, like we had spent years kissing. Like we’d spent the next hundred in each other’s arms.

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