Page 348 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

He takes us to his room.A room that used to be ours.I’m surprised that it hasn’t changed, but literally nothing has changed—including the fact that our wedding photo is still on the dresser.When he puts me down, I walk over to it, picking it up.

Our smiling faces are reflected back at me.It was over four years ago, but we look so much younger and carefree.We lost our way.To realize that most of that fault lies on my shoulders, is a hard pill to swallow.Liam never changed.He was who he was when I married him.I was young and naïve.A virgin who romanticized what our life would be like.

I was so wrong.

But, the one thing I wasn’t wrong about was the fact that Liam loved me.He has always loved me.

“We need to talk,” Liam says.I slowly raise my gaze to look at him through the reflection in the mirror, our wedding photo still in my hand.

“We do,” I admit, nervously.I have so much to tell him, so much to confess.What happens if he hates me for it?

“It will have to wait until after I have you, Ellie.”

“Liam, there are things you need to know.Things we really should discuss before?—”

“Nothing you have to say is going to change the fact that you belong to me, Ellie.We’ll talk about it all, but it will be after.”

“After…” I murmur, the heated look in his eyes is so hot it feels as if it might scorch me.

“Definitely after.Now, put your hands on the dresser and spread your legs apart,” he orders, my body shivers in response.

Maybe I’m weak.Maybe I should try to make him listen to me, but I don’t.I put our photo down and I grip the dresser, positioning my legs wider to make room for him.He comes up behind, his large body making me feel small and feminine.His ink covered hand comes down to grab our wedding photo.

“You kept it,” I murmur, because the significance of that isn’t lost on me.

“Always,” he says.“Just because you left, Ellie, didn’t mean it was over for me.I love you.I’ll always love you.”I want to believe that’s true, I pray it is.I close my eyes as he nuzzles my neck, putting whisper-soft kisses there, his beard teasing my skin.“I’ll just put this over here, where it’s safe.I don’t want it to break as I’m slamming into you,” he purrs against my ear.

“Liam…”

“This isn’t going to be slow and easy, Ellie.It’s been too long.I’m going to fuck you so hard that your legs give out,” he promises, as he puts our picture on the small stool beside the dresser.Then, I feel his hands at the zipper of my dress.

We’ll have to talk later.Right now, I just want to get lost in Liam’s touch.

“I don’t want slow and easy, Liam.I just want you, anyway I can get you,” I tell him and as he releases my zipper, I’m filled with anticipation.

Chapter44

Ellie

As my dressfalls to the floor, I’m left in nothing more than my thong and matching bra.Liam’s hand moves over my back, slowly followed by his lips, kissing a path that only he knows—that only he has explored.His hand dips down, moving over my ass cheek, squeezing the fleshy globe, once…twice and then, without warning, smacking it.I cry out, not prepared, even though I should have been.

“I’ve missed this ass, Ellie.Who does it belong to, baby?”

“You, Liam.Always, you,” I answer immediately.

“Such a good little girl, giving me the right answer.I think maybe you need a reward.”His fingertip moves along the fabric of my thong and it seems to burn me as it does.“What do you think, Ice?Do you need a reward?”

“Please, Liam,” I beg, so turned on it’s ridiculous and he’s barely touched me.His fingers slide under the fabric of my thong and he pulls it tight so that it puts friction against my pussy and slips between my lips abrading my clit and causing me to moan at the sensation.He pulls the fabric outward, tugging on it so it works my pussy like a puppet.My clit, already swollen, is drenched, and I’m sure the fabric is too.“Oh fuck,” I hiss, thinking he’s going to make me come using nothing but my panties.

“Lean down and angle that sweet little ass out, Ellie,” he growls against my ear.

I shudder, so close to exploding that if he just touched me I’d shatter.I do exactly as he asks, afraid that if I don’t he’ll stop and that’s the last thing I want.

He does stop, but even as I whimper in protest, I hear the fabric of my thong rip.

“Liam, you’re torturing me,” I complain.I hold tighter onto the dresser, afraid my knees are going to give out on me.

I look into the mirror.His head is bent down and I know he’s looking at his cock, but I can’t see from this angle.His face is almost tortured and beautiful in its hunger.I bite into my lip, my eyes closing as I feel the head of his heated cock move over my ass, leaving a wet trail where he spanked me.

---