Page 109 of Filthy Savage

The feverish way he takes me, sweat beading on his forehead, biceps flexing as he bends my head backward… It’s all too much, yet not enough.

He captures my lips once more, taking me in a brutal kiss.

My ass drives into his pelvis, and he spanks it hard while the pain only makes me want him more.

“Oh God.”

“Not God. Me. Your husband.” With my hair in his fist, he lowers his ear to mine as he takes me deeper. “Say it. Tell me who I am.”

The words are like fuel to the fire until I feel it happen, the clawing of an orgasm, needing it badly.

“My husband… Please, please…”

“Tell me what you need.”

“Please, please, make me come.”

As soon as I say it, he turns even more beastly, grunting as he rams faster. Deeper. I touch myself, needing the orgasm like I need my next breath.

When he pistons inside me this time, I cry out his name, my body soaring so high, I never want to come down.

“Yes, that’s it.” A husky moan escapes him as his fingers replace mine, rubbing my clit with intensity. “Squirt for me.”

With my chest pressed to the mattress, I writhe in a pleasure-filled coma while he continues to possess me, roaring with a growl as his release fills me.

“Don’t waste a fucking drop,” he demands with ragged breaths before his body stills.

But he doesn’t move. He stays that way, while the belt falls from his grasp.

Gently, he takes space behind me, his cock remaining seated inside. He brings his head down, hovering behind my ear.

“Just thinking about my cum inside you, making our baby, makes me wanna fuck you all over again.” His words are gruff and tantalizing, causing me to let out a moan.

I’m barely able to catch my breath as he presses a kiss to the back of my head.

My pulse spikes, even as I fight not to be affected by the sweet gesture. “Are you going to stay like this the whole time?”

“Mm-hmm. Until I’m sure your body has taken every damn drop of me.”

“You’re crazy.” I let out an exhaustive sigh.

“You keep saying that like it’s a bad thing.”

A laugh bubbles out, and I slide in closer. “In some stupid way, I’ve missed you. Even though we really never knew each other.”

The confession shocks me, but it’s the truth.

“We knew enough, mo ban dia.”

My stomach flips at his endearing tone.

When he gently cups my chin and brings his mouth to mine, I feel it: the reasons why I shouldn’t want this slowly coming undone.

FIONN

“What am I supposed to wear to bed?” she asks, nestling against my chest.

I tuck her hair behind her ear. “Nothing. That’s the point.”

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