Page 73 of Greed: The Savage
Holding her eyes with his, he moved slowly within her. His deep, powerful strokes were almost worshipful.
They locked eyes with one another. Each of them consumed with the pleasure they found in one another’s body. Their stares penetrated.
The only sounds were those of their quickening breaths.
With every glide of his long, thick root, the fire inside Addien came alive.
Malric pressed his brow hard against hers.
A bead of sweat fell from his taut brow; it trickled between her breasts. “I want to go slow, Addien,” he said, his voice belonging to a man tortured.
Addien searched his face. She heard something in his tone. What was it? “Because it makes it better?”
A shadow moved across his face. “That’s right, love,” he murmured. “That’s right.”
There it was again…
Love…
Without another word, he claimed her mouth and began to move.
His pace was unhurried, the slow rock of him inside her at odds with the taut strain in his features.
Malric’s tongue swirled with hers, his kiss as dizzying as the feel of him filling her.
The weight of passion was too much; even lifting her lashes proved a task too great. Her eyes slid closed as she twined her arms around his broad, muscular back—and surrendered completely.
What mystifying power he held over her.
Addien felt herself climbing higher and higher towards that now known peak.
She bit her lower lip. “M-Malric,” her voice trembled. Her body shook. “I’m c-close.” So close.
“I know, love.” Malric pressed a tender kiss against her temple. “Come for me.”
The latter did not slip from him like the earlier command. This was a soft invitation.
For you…
She both wanted this moment in his arms to last forever, but her body demanded an end to this exquisite beauty.
Malric’s strokes continued with the same languid ease of the rhythm he’d set, but with each deliberate drive of his hips, there grew an increasing urgency, a desperation.
His kiss took on that same deep meaning.
“A-Addien,” his voice shook with a plea, longing.
His own need for her proved her undoing.
Throwing her head back, Addien surrendered herself completely to Malric Mauley, the Marquess of Thornwick.
Chapter 19
After making love to Addien the whole night through, Thornwick found sleep continued to elude him.
She’d been a virgin.
His discovery still rocked him.
