Page 34 of Savage Devotion
I’m on the edge of something new. What that is I don’t know. I feel slutty, wild, free, and damn it I’m going to take this moment with both hands and hold on. There’s no harm in taking what I want and riding it through so many climaxes I won’t be able to walk for a fucking week.
I rock my hips forward, reach between my legs, and spread my slippery pink folds. After stroking a finger through my juices, I smear it on my puckered nipples, playing with the tight peaks, rocking my hips wantonly.
The wolfish shine in Reaper’s black gaze turns downright fiery.
“Take me harder,Papi. And when we finish, I want you to do it again.”
He claims my mouth with a hot kiss as he drives into my wetness with such a powerful thrust, I’m left breathless.
He nips my lower lip pulling a groan from me.
My walls clamp around him and when he thrusts again I cry out from the shock of pure white-hot heat rolling through me, singing every nerve ending.
And then I feel his cum-filled balls slapping against my ass.
Dios, este hombre.This man is going to be my undoing. I’ll never want another man touching me after him. I know it as I know my name.
He wraps his arms around me and I’m no longer balancing against the shelves, but pinned to his chest as he drives in, fucking me so hard I can feel my bones tremble from the force.
He pulls out and slides me down his body, turning me around. He places my hands on the shelf and forces my ass back toward him. He enters me again and this time it takes all my strength to keep on my feet from the force of his claiming thrust. This man could break me, but he uses just enough strength to give me what he knows I want.
He gathers my hair in his hand again and pulls my head back, fucking me so hard, I have to lock my elbows.
He slides his other hand over the curve of my hip and grips me, not letting me move.
“I want to feel you come around my cock. Take every last drop I have for you.”
He reaches around and strokes my clit with relentless mercy until I’m doing exactly what he wants. Screaming and begging for release. “Please, I can’t…Ohhhh!” My fingers dig into the hard plank of wood. The whole shelf rattles. So many books tumble to the floor that it appears to be raining literature.
“I can feel every delicious bit of you squeezing my cock. You’re close, aren’t you? Now beg me. Beg me to let you come.”
Pulling air into my lungs is a pretty hard task while trying to remain on my feet at the same time. He’s taking over so much ofme at once I don’t know where to divert resources so that I don’t black out before my orgasm.
His sweet torture against my clit slows, and that is the one thing needed to get the words flowing.
“Argh,” I cry out, banging a fist against the shelf. “Please, Reaper! Damn you!” I’m going to explode any second. I can feel the burn just out of reach. I shimmy my hips but his tight grip won’t let me budge.
My eyes screw tight as he brushes the pad of his thumb over my tight, puckered hole. “Maybe I can think of other ways to torture you into begging me for my seed.”
My lover shifts behind me and I suck in a breath when he spreads my ass and glides the rough pad of his thumb over my exposed entrance again. This time he pushes past the tight ring of muscles and sinks his thumb in, teasing my ass with achingly slow strokes.
“Sí, amor. ¡Sí! ¡Más!” My knees begin to give but his arm tightens, and he takes most of my weight.
Between his pulsing, thick cock in my pussy and his thumb in my ass I feel overrun with sensory overload. He picks up the pace, rocking into me deeply and working my back entrance with just the right combination to drag a soul-scorching climax from me.
His dark gaze meets mine when I peer over my shoulder. “Reaper, what’s happening between us?”
Leaning in he trails fervent kisses over my shoulders and buries himself fully inside me with a hard thrust.
My body arches into his hold as my head falls forward. My mouth opens with a cry as a guttural scream rips from my lips.Pulsating waves ripple through me leaving every cell in my body lit by uncontrollable, untamed fire.
Instead of slowing and letting the fire taper off, he builds the heat, fans the flames so hot I’m melting into him. He pumps into me faster and faster, riding my climax as he seeks his own. He drives deeper, so deep I think I’m going to pass out from the surge of pain and pleasure gripping me so tightly.
I reach between my trembling legs, and wrap my fingers around his heavy balls and squeeze.
“Arabelle,” Reaper rasps and grows impossibly thicker. Hot ropes of seed spill into me, his length pulsing with his release. Reaching for anything to balance myself with, he pulls my back against his front as he unloads more of his seed into my womb. His hands hold me possessively and for once in my life, crazy as it sounds, I feel I belong right here and in this moment.
I cling to him and let myself drift in the moment. The sticky warmth of his release drips down my body to coat my thighs when he lifts me into his arms. I shamelessly reach back and wrap my arm around his neck and this time when he kisses me, it’s not just lust coiling inside me. It’s the beginning of something so much more.
