Page 9 of Savage Heart

Sienna shakes her head wildly, practically sobbing out her answer. “I don’t know.”

Jesus, she’s perfect taking me this way, and for a fleeting second, I think about seeing how she’d like the real thing in her ass. I dismiss that thought immediately, though. I didn’t exaggerate when I told her it would take longer than we have for her to be able to handle me like that.

Even more, I’ve already been a possessive fuck. I don’t have to be a complete shithead with her.

Over and over, I pump into her, inching her toward another orgasm. I feel her body begin to surrender to me. Sienna whimpers as her release gets close, pushing back against my cock and my finger for more.

“That’s it, baby. Let yourself go. I want to feel that pretty cunt of yours milk my cock like I know it can.”

Her arms shoot out in front of her, and a few seconds later, she slams back against me as her entire body convulses. The feel of her cunt squeezing my cock and her asshole tightening against my thumb sends my body into overdrive, and I pound into her, fucking her with abandon. She takes every thrust, moaning loudly into the pillow as I piston my cock in and out in search of my own release.

When it happens, I feel like the top of my head is going to blow off for a second, but then I pump into her for one final time, filling her body with all I have. The backs of my legs hurt like I’ve run a fucking marathon, but I’ve never felt so good in my life.

Sienna collapses onto the bed, and I follow her, exhausted and utterly satisfied like never before. I let out a heavy sigh and slide my arm around her waist to pull her to me.

“That was incredible,” she says softly as she nuzzles my neck.

“We are pretty good when it comes to that,” I say, smiling as I watch her wind her legs around my body like a vine around a tree branch.

She has a way of wrapping a person up in her and not just physically.

As I think that, she lifts her head off my shoulder and pushes her hair back. “How long can you stay?”

I wish I could say forever. I wish I could say as long as she wants me to. I can’t do either, though. This, like Italy, can’t last.

Even though I wish more than anything it could.

“I’ll be here until you fall asleep.”

A slow smile lights up her face. “Then I’m going to stay up all night.”

I kiss her and wish we could have every night from now on together. But it can’t be. Who I am won’t allow that.

When she puts her head on my chest and lets out a tiny sigh, I know it won’t be long before she’ll be asleep, and our time will be over.

At least for tonight.

Keeping to the shadows near the hedges that run along the driveway, I glance up at the main house and see no lights on now. At least I won’t be running into anyone I don’t want to see.

A second after that thought enters my brain, I hear a someone behind me say in a gruff voice, “The prodigal son returns.”

Fuck. Even after all these years away from this place, I’d recognize that voice anywhere.

I turn around to see my older brother standing on the driveway with a smug look on his face. As always. Someday, I’m going to remove that fucking smirk permanently.

“Sebastian,” I say flatly, unable to muster anything but disgust for this turn of events.

Of all the people I hoped not to run into tonight, he’s near the top of the list. Maddox Rule would be first, but his favorite son runs a close second.

“Still sneaking around and getting in trouble? I swear you’ve never grown up, Alaric. Mason and Stephen act older than you. Fuck, Ava and Gabrielle act more mature.”

“Right. Well, this has been a little slice of heaven, but I need to go.”

As I turn to walk away, he says, “You come all this way and you won’t even bother to say hello to your mother and father?”

Every word comes out of his mouth more irritating than the last one, so by the time he finishes, all I want to do is inflict some kind of pain on him. He knows damn well why I have no interest in seeing our father. As for our mother, that’s a different story, but unfortunately, Willow Rule never comes alone.

Only as a set with Maddox, and that I can do without.

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