Page 14 of Savior Mate

“Yes.”

“We’ll find a motel outside town to spend the night.”

“Hmm.” He nodded.

I ignited the engine and drove off to our destination. I had to do everything within my power to keep him alive, no matter what it cost. I was more than willing to die for him. If that would prove how much I loved him, if that would keep him alive, then I would.

9

Marion

I was keeping something from Denzel.

We drove for over an hour before we finally arrived at a motel. Denzel took care of paying for the rooms; when everything was ready, we moved to the second floor of the building with our luggage and boxes. It was a few hours to midnight, and we had to get to bed before 12 if we wanted to wake up early for the rest of the journey. According to him, we would stay at the pack’s penthouse since our destination was in the city. Well, that’s what I told him.

I put down the box on the floor after we walked into the room. The apartment wasn’t modest, but it had everything we needed for the night. A comfortable bed, a shower and restroom, and a couch. There wasn’t a perfect lighting, but we had to make do with everything we had. “Hey,” Denzel said as he put our bags close to the bed. “I have to call Frey and tell her about our departure.”

“I’ll get the shower ready.” I told him.

“Okay.” He murmured and moved out to the balcony.

I smiled as I pulled off my jacket and tossed it on the bed. I walked into the bathroom and ensured everything we needed for a bath was working perfectly. The shower had the warmest water—the first good thing about this place. I sauntered back into the room and met Denzel. He had returned from the call, and it looked like he had something to say.

“No more motels after tonight. The penthouse has everything we need.”

“Okay. You should probably take a bath now. I’ll go after you.” I murmured. He chuckled, maintaining eye contact as he pulled off his jacket. He reached out to my hands and spun me to himself. I gasped for breath as my back collided with his chest. He buried his face exactly where he had marked me and inhaled my scent, letting out a predatory grunt. He ran his tongue over the mark, igniting a deep sense of desire within me. Sparks and electric coursed through my entire body. I squealed in ecstasy, pressing my body against him as I felt his erection.

“It’s me and you, my little darkness.” He smiled at me and unbuttoned my shirt. I bit my lower lip, snaking my hands around his neck and keeping him close to my body.

“You and I,” I breathed as he tugged off my belt. My trousers slipped to the ground, and I stepped out of them. I turned on my heels and wrapped my hands around his neck. He leaned closer, his breath hot on my skin, his hands rummaging through my body, so soft, so delicate. He kissed me, slowly, gently. I deepened the kiss, parting my tongue and letting him taste the sweetness in my mouth. He lifted me off the floor, holding me in place with his enormous arms. I broke off from the kiss and moved strands of his hair behind his ears. “Are we still going to have that bath?”

“Yes, we will.” He nodded at my words. “But first, I want to eat you.” His eyes darkened with a smirk on his lips.

I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, putting my hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat and breathing. I couldn’t believe that everything I ever wanted was right in front of me. A man who would protect me, love me, and cherish me for the rest of my life. I hadn’t said it out loud, but I loved him and would love to spend the rest of my life with him. “I love you, Denzel,” was all I could muster after I had failed to keep that fluttering that sailed from my stomach to my chest. “You and I.” I smiled and chuckled.

“Me and you.” He chortled.

He lay me on the bed and watched me with delight in his eyes as he undressed himself. He tossed his tie and shirt on the bed. Every inch of him was perfect, and it made me wonder how anyone could resist the man standing in front of me. Again, I was glad that I had him all to myself. He was mine, mine to love, hold, and enjoy. I smiled as he closed in on me; his eyes hovering over me as he nudged my legs open with his hands. He leaned in slowly, reading the excitement in my eyes as he kissed me. I savored every moment—how his lips connected with mine, his tongue parting ways into my mouth, his bulge straining against my hip as he ground his large body against mine. “Fuck,” I whispered, letting the pleasure overwhelm me. “Are you sure this bed is strong enough to hold the both of us?” I inquired in between the kiss as I heard the bedframe squeal against his movement.

“We’ll have to be careful, then.” He murmured. I exchanged our position, leaving him in anticipation of the ways I could ruin his body. He held me as I straddled against his length, eager to feel every inch of his cock inside me. I wanted this man and what made it even more exciting was that he wanted me as well, more than anyone ever did.

I traced my tongue over all the scars on his chest, moving down to the versus line. I touched his cock, gently, and he gasped for breath as he matched his gaze with mine. My hands wrapped around the base of his dick, stroking softly. The look on his face was breathtaking. I moved down to his groin, tightening my grip around the base of his cock and swiping over the pre-cum at the tip. I was eager to taste him, and I teased him with my tongue, swirling over his gland and keeping my hands against his chest to hold him down against the pillow. Taking him into my mouth, I swallowed him hole, pulling back and taking him into my warm mouth again. My lips tightened around the base of his cock as I bobbed my head, his foreskin slamming against the back of my throat. Fuck, this was so beautiful. “Hmm,” he growled, feeling the deep sensation of engulfing him in me. I pulled away, leaving traces of saliva on his length, and stroked his cock, watching his eyes widen in pure thrill. “Goddess, you perfect little thing.” He groaned. I took him back into me, bobbing my head and letting him writhe in the raw sparks of delight he felt. He met my bobbing motion thrust for thrust, his eyes lighting up in delight as I gagged on his dick.

“Lie on your back,” he commanded, and I pulled away, doing as he asked. He raised my legs, and he leaned closer to my throbbing hole, inhaling all of my scent. “Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect.” He sucked on his thumb, lubricating it and pressing it against my entrance. I gasped for breath as my crack opened up into the invitation. “Fuck.” I mustered with a squeal.

“Are you going to take my cock like the little slut you are?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Who’s your daddy?” He growled as he spanked my ass.

“You are.” I bit my lower lip as the words escaped my lips.

“Oh, the ways I could worship your body and ruin you,” he said gruffly. He slipped two of his finger into me and hit my prostate, earning another moan from me. He pulled me closer to himself, taking my hands and binding them. “Are you okay with this?” He tightened the knot.

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Good boys get rewarded, you know that, right?” He caressed my lips and smirked at me.

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