Page 51 of Savage Hero

“That’s what I thought.” I drag my fingers out of her and smear her juices over her clit. “Now shut up so I can feed this greedy pussy of yours.”

Her lips part to let out a long sigh as she wriggles her knees apart and lifts her hips even higher. I let go of her wrists, using my thumbs to spread open her perfect cunt. My dick bobs and weaves as I slide closer and line up with her dripping entrance.

This time I don’t go slow. I don’t ease into her and let her adjust.

I hold onto her ass cheeks with both hands, wrench her pussy open, and thrust my cock into her as deep and hard as I can.

Nyx lets out a wordless yell. Her hands twist in the sheets as she bucks and writhes around my cock. I stay buried deep inside her, fighting back the urge to fill her with my seed. I can usually go hours in the sack, but this woman unravels me like a cat with a ball of fucking wool.

Gritting my teeth, I pull out a few inches and then slam back into her.

“Faster,” she barks out.

I slap her ass, leaving a red print on her skin. She laughs, cutting off with a deep-throated groan when I push into her again. And again. With every thrust, Nyx lets out a little gasp.

Seconds later, she’s panting.

And so am I.

I bend over her, my hips fusing with her ass as I fuck her hard and slow. I push her head into the mattress with my hand, my thumb slicking back one wild eyebrow. Her mouth is open, her lips moving as if she’s praying.

I reach around her hip and start toying with her clit. I’m so fucking close, but I need her to come when I empty myself inside her.

As soon as the tempo of my thrusts changes, her eyes pop open. “Savage,” she says, a trace of fear in her eyes. “Don’t come inside me. Please.”

“I’ll come where I want,” I snap.

But the fear in her eyes is too intense. She’s not even fighting me, as if the sudden thought of my come has sent her into a coma.

I speed up, our bodies slapping loudly together in the small room. I don’t want to see fear—I need her fury.

When I slap her ass, she bites down on her lip. So I do it again and again until pain contorts her face. I keep strumming her clit, but it’s as if she’s switched off that part of her—there’s no indication that she’s anywhere near coming.

So I abandon her clit. And a second later, I pull out of her clenching pussy.

Relief floods her face. She turns tear-studded eyes to me and opens her mouth as if to thank me.

But she said it herself—I’m a fucking monster.

She doesn’t control me.No onedoes.

I shove my fingers deep into her pussy, and she gasps. I smear her juices over her folds, and then over her other hole.

She stiffens. Her eyes fly open. “No!”

But I’m already pressed against that circle of tightly puckered flesh. When I shove my fingers into her pussy, and she loses herself in a brief moment of pure bliss, I force my way into her ass.

Her wordless yell fills the room, but she keeps absolutely still as I feed her more and more of my cock.

She’s so tight, I can barely fit inside her, but she stretches and lets me in, just like I knew she would. I keep fingering her, my palm slapping wetly into her pussy, my index finger applying pressure to her clit.

All it takes is my cock going two, three inches inside her before she comes.

Her body spasms. Her pussy locks my fingers deep inside her.

I thrust, groaning as my fingers and cock are caught up in the grip of her climax. Her eyes open, latching onto me as her mouth opens wide. Shock floods her face, then awe. So I thrust deeper, and she yells, “Savage!Fuck!”

I’m happy to oblige. I start fingering her again, drawing out her climax and bringing mine crashing in as every part of her clenches. I fill her ass with my seed until it oozes out of her and drips onto the bed. And when I fold over her back and hunt out her mouth with mine, her kiss is as greedy as the pussy clenching around my thrusting fingers.

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