Page 43 of Savage Loyalty

I tangled my fingers in her hair, using it to control her movements as I took her harder and deeper. The slight pain only seemed to heighten her pleasure, eliciting a low moan from her throat.

"Let me hear you," I growled, my voice thick with desire.

I yanked her hair again, relishing the way it made her arch her back and tighten around me. With each tug, I drove into her with even more ferocity, hitting that sweet spot deep inside her repeatedly.

The table protested beneath us, but I couldn't care less as I lost myself in the intense pleasure coursing through me. My grip on the table tightened, my knuckles turning white as I gave in to the euphoria of the moment.

My breath hot against her ear as I lean in closer, growling words of heated desire that make her shiver. The musky scent of our mingled sweat fills my nostrils, intoxicating me further.

She arches her back, pressing against my chest as I feel the rapid pounding of her heart match mine. I want more, craving that final push over the edge. She moves one hand from the table and traces a path down her stomach, finally reaching the aching heat between her thighs.

Watching her fingers circle her sensitive flesh, matching my frenzied rhythm, drives me wild with lust. Tension coils tighter and tighter within me.

"Look at you," I growl, my voice husky with desire. "Such a needy little slut, always wanting more."

Her gasps and moans only heighten my own pleasure. As she nears climax, I thrust deeper inside her, feeling her inner walls clench around me.

"Please," she whimpers, and I can't even be sure what she's begging for.

I grip her hair harder, pulling her head back with each powerful thrust. The table creaks beneath us, our bodies slick with sweat as we chase our release. She's so close, teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

"Come for me," I command. "Now."

Her body trembles, and I can feel her inner walls gripping my thick shaft tightly as she climaxes. My own release is close behind as I thrust deeper into her perfect spot.

"That's it, baby," I purr. "Let go for me."

She screamed as the dam broke, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she climaxed, her back arching and her pussy clenching around me.

"God, you're so fucking tight," I grunted. "You're mine, and I'm gonna make sure you never forget it."

I thrust harder, chasing my own release. She was still trembling from her orgasm, her body oversensitive to every touch. Her moans and whimpers only made me want her more.

I gripped her hips tightly, leaving marks with my fingers as I thrust deeper and faster. My grunts became louder, my need growing more urgent with each passing second.

And then, with one final roar, I pulled out and came all over her ass, marking her as mine. She was mine now, completely and utterly mine.

I watched as she spun around, anger flashing in her eyes and her chest heaving with fury. Her words spewed out like venom, directed at me. "You bastard!" she spat, her hands reaching back to feel the remnants of my release on her skin. She looked disgusted and I couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

As she fumbled to fix her clothes, I tucked myself back into my pants, savoring the feeling of her still lingering on my skin. The sound of my zipper seemed unnaturally loud in the sudden silence of the room. I leisurely buckled my belt, taking my time to appreciate her disheveled form.

"What's gotten into you, darling?" I drawled, my voice husky from our recent exertions. "I thought you would enjoy a little keepsake."

She snarled at me, trying frantically to straighten herself out. I could see the mix of arousal and rage coursing through her body. The shorts that were once tight against her skin now clung uncomfortably to her sweat-dampened body.

"You're lying, Delilah," I growled, raking a hand through my disheveled hair. "I know you know more about the Black Vipers' operations. About what your brother is planning."

She crossed her arms, leaning against the rickety wooden table. "I've told you I don’t know anything, Ryder. And I don’t give a fuck."

In three quick strides, I closed the distance between us. Before I could react, my hand shot out and wrapped around her throat. I slammed her back against the wall, pinning her there as I leaned in close.

The sudden impact knocked the breath from her lungs. My face was inches from hers, his hot breath fanning across her cheeks. My grip on her throat tightened, not enough to choke but a clear threat.

"I'm done playing games," I snarled. "Tell me what you know. Now."

Anger and defiance flared within me, overriding my fear. She glared into glared into my eyes and growled, "Fuck you."

A dangerous smile curved my lips. "I plan to," I purred.

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