Page 44 of Poisonous Savage

"Needyou," she breathed out, her hands clutching at me, nails digging into the skin of my back.Itwas pain mixed with the sweetest pleasure, a reminder that she wasn't just some passive doll.No, myRosalindwas fire and fight wrapped up in beauty.

Iexplored further, fingers pushing into her pussy, slick and inviting.Shebucked against me, her body speaking the language of desire clearer than any words could.Mythumb circled, finding that spot that made her cry out, a sound that shot straight to my groin.

"God, sunshine,"Igroaned, feeling her tighten around me, her climax building, threatening to undo us both.Iedged her, forcing her to the top and back again beforeIcouldn’t take it anymore, my cock throbbing asIlined up with her.Sheused her legs to push me in, her back arching off the bed, her lips parted as she gasped.

Igrunted, the sensation nearly flooring me.Iwasn’t usually a two-pump chump but with this woman…Icould hardly contain myself.ButIheld back and controlled the urge to pound into her because this wasn't about me.Itwas about her—breaking her down, building her up, showing her the heights she could reach with me.

Theanimal in me took over, dominant by nature, by necessity.Iset the pace, slow and deliberate at first, watching her come undone beneath me.Hernails dug into my back, stinging as she clawed, as she writhed.Sweatbeaded on my forehead as her eyes closed and her head fell to the side, her hand in her mouth as she bit down on a scream.

Ipushed her legs wider, angling deeper, reaching places inside her that had her crying out, her sounds raw andunrestrained.Therewas no holding back, not here, not with her.Iwanted to brand her body and soul until there was no question who she belonged to.

"More,Marco... please," she pleaded, trying to tighten her legs around me, making her pussy even tighter.

AndIgave it to her, gave her everythingIhad, thrusting harder, faster, relentless.Herpussy clung to me, wet and warm, each stroke drawing us closer to the edge.Iwatched her face contort with pleasure, her lips parting on silent screams that told meIwas hitting all the right spots.

"Goodgirl, take it all,"Igrowled, pride swelling in my chest at her surrender, at her trust in me to take her apart and put her back together.

Herclimax built.Ifelt it in the tightening of her walls, in the way her body shook, desperate for release.Herskin glistened in the dim light, her beauty ethereal, even now—especially now.

"Comefor me,Rosalind,"Icommanded, my voice hoarse with desire. "Letgo."

Andwhen she did, it was a sight to behold, a merging of darkness and light, of violence and solace.Herorgasm ripped through her, and mine followed, a force that shook me to my core.Werode it out together, a mess of limbs and whispered curses, until we collapsed, spent and sated, her body still quivering beneath mine.

Sweatslicked between us, her body a perfect fit against mine.I'dnever felt shit like this, drowning in the ecstasy that clawed at my spine and set fire to my veins.

Thestorm settled, her legs quivering as we just looked at each other.Herrosy cheeks, those hooded eyes, the way her teeth bit down on her bottom lip.Ididn't move, couldn't.Justbreathed her in, the scent of sex and roses, feeling the rapid beat of her heart against my chest.

Ipulled her close asIlay next to her, skin on skin, her curves melding into my hard lines.Foundcomfort in her warmth, her softness.Theroom spun down to silence, just us, breathing, existing together at this moment.

Sheshifted, a sigh escaping her lips, her hand tracing patterns on my chest.Didn'tneed words to know what she felt; it was there in the soft press of her fingertips, the gentle way she moved against me.

“DidIhurt you?”

Shegiggled and pressed her face to my chest, “No,I’mfine.Infact…”Shereached down and flicked my dick, “Iwant more.”

Igroaned, “Gimmea bit, woman.”

Layingthere got her tangled up with me, flesh to flesh.Rosalind'sbody is slick with sweat, the same as mine.Theroom's still echoing with the rough ride we just had, anddamn if it ain't the kind of echo that makes you wanna dive right back in.

Herbreathing calmed down, getting all soft and rhythmic.Ifeel sleep creeping up, trying to drag us both under, but shit,Idon't wanna close my eyes—not yet.

Rosalind, she's got this way about her, like sunshine cutting through the filth of my world.Startedoff as nothing but a bargaining chip in this twisted game, but now... she's so much more.She'sthe promise of something fierce, something that burns inside me—something forbidden and raw.

Theheat between us isn’t just from our bodies anymore; it's from the need we have, the craving that won’t ever gonna be sated.Butit's more than lust.It'slike we've stitched ourselves together, two shadows finding a single shape in the dark.Thethree of us… in some twisted fucking way, we work.

Sleep'sgonna take us soon,Iknow it.Butright now,I'mholding on to the quiet, to the peaceIfind with her wrapped up in my arms.It'sa peace that's hard to come by, a momentary truce in a life filled with death.

Andwhen we finally drift off, it's with the dreams of what we got here—a love that's as dangerous as it is deep.Alove that could tear our world apart or maybe at least make it worth all the damn pain.

HUNTER

Theheels ofRosalind'sboots clicked against the floor of the restaurant.I’dbought it out just for tonight.Shewas all dolled up in a short black dress that clung to her curves.Shit, she was a sight—her hair perfectly curled, some smokey black makeup around her eyes.Mytux felt too tight as my dick got hard.Ishoulda fucked her before we got here.Yeah,Marcogot her last night, bastard, but tonight,Iwas wining and dining my bride.Atraditional date.

Thewaitress led us to our spot.Especiallyrequested by me.Thesecluded corner table was set for two, draped in white cloth, set with fancy utensils and plates.

"Sit,"Iordered, taking her coat with a tug.Itfell away andIpulled out her chair, draping it behind her.

Rosalindslid into the chair, the shadows playing over her face, turning her dark eyes into pools of something wild, untamed.Therewas a challenge there, and fuck if it didn't make my blood sing.Tonight, she'd learn thatIcan be a gentleman.

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