Page 79 of Filthy Savage

Her chest flails, eyes wild with fear, yet I can taste her desire too.

“How many times?”

She visibly shudders. “Not that many.” Her cheeks flush.

“Liar.” I groan, pushing my body into hers, my mouth slowly skimming her lips.

She gasps, and that only makes me hungrier for her.

“Amara…” My mouth drops to her ear, teeth clenched. “It’s gonna take me a while to get used to calling out your real name while I jerk myself off, thinking of filling your pussy with my cum.”

She sucks in a breath. “You’re insane to be talking aboutthatwhen you just came to kill me!”

She’s just as beautiful as I remember. Maybe her hips are slightly rounder, but I fucking love it.

“You think I could ever harm a hair on your head?” My tone deepens, threaded with my insatiable thirst.

It’s been so damn long…

“It doesn’t matter. You were gonna kill whoever you thought I was.” Her eyes narrow. “I’d never be with you again. I truly hope you understand that, because if not, maybe it’s time you got your head examined.”

I let out a short breath of laughter, dragging my nose across her throat before pressing a lingering kiss to the spot under her ear.

“I don’t remember needing your permission, little rabbit. You’re mine now. There’s no escaping me anymore.”

“Oh yeah?” She pushes at me with her body, forcing me to look at her. “And what are you gonna do? Drag me out of here on your back while I’m kicking and screaming?”

“Sounds perfect.” A slow, calculating grin lifts one side of my mouth.

“Stay away from me.” Anger stomps through her gaze, like a vicious ocean I’d die to get lost in.

She has no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment. To find her again. I’ll never lose her. I don’t give a shit how old sheis anymore. Though she’s no longer nineteen, so her age is not even a factor now.

She pushes her palms against my chest, groaning when she’s not strong enough.

“You fighting me like this only makes me want you more. So please, baby girl, keep going.”

My smirk infuriates her, and she lets out a growl before I’m grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head this time.

“You’re a monster.”

She’s not wrong. I am.

But I’mhermonster now.

My thumb strolls across her fuckable mouth. “Don’t be afraid of me. I’d never hurt you, baby.” Clasping a palm across her warm cheek, I stare into her eyes. “My God, I can’t believe I’m looking at you. Touching you.” I lower my forehead to hers. “I’ve never been able to get you out of my head.”

Pulling back, I feather my knuckles down her throat, and her exhales grow raspier, her body moving into mine like she wants more.

“Please…please just go. I—I won’t say anything.” But she doesn’t sound like she wants me to go, her tone growing huskier.

I tip up her chin with the back of my hand. “Not going anywhere. And I don’t think you want me to either.”

I can see it in her eyes: that desire to fight me. Fight this connection between us.

But I won’t let her forget.

“Please…I—I can’t.”

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