Page 10 of Savage Obsession
I hear his harsh breathing but more importantly I can feel the fullness of him stretching me to take all of him.
“No, Venom. Don’t stop now. You can’t. It will break me and leave me destroyed if you leave me like this. I want you so deeply that my soul aches to feel you claim me.” Confessing my true feelings for him sits on the edge of my heart ready to leap off and fly out of my mouth, but I hold back. No. He won’t understand how crazy I am for him. He could push me away and if he did that I would walk out into the storm and let it take me.
His punishing grip on my hips turns gentle. I angle my head around. The low light of the fire highlights the hard planes of muscles. He strokes his palms over the swells of my ass as if in reverence. “I would never hurt you. Know this, Willow.”
Pleasure at such a simple statement shouldn’t hit my heart so hard, but it wraps around my heart and soul like a shield. I’ve come from a home of pain. To hear someone would never want to see harm come to me is a novelty that brings unexpected tears to my eyes.
I reach back and link our fingers. His expression tightens, his gaze moving from where our bodies are connected and then back to mine.
Using his free hand he teases a thumb over my back entrance again. He dips in just enough to make me gasp before pulling out. As he teases me, his hips moving in small thrusts.
“Keep that promise close to your heart because this one time it will hurt and it will be because of me.”
“There’s no other way. But I trust you.”
This fire inside of me won’t die until I’m his. I know when I have to walk away a part of me will die. Having one simple taste of Silvan Mercer isn’t enough. I’ll have to find a way to live with the pain of not having him. But I will deal with that later.
I watch him over my shoulder as he pulls the head from my wet channel and then slowly sinks back in just a little. “You take me so beautifully. I want your blood coating my from base to tip. I want to see you claim me just as much as I claim you.”
He rocks forward, but doesn’t break past my hymen.
“Venom!” I cry out, a shudder raking through my body.
A broken groan tears from my savor.
“I can’t have you. But I can’t stop myself, either.”
He dips. Retreats. And then dips in again, forging a path. Forcing my channel to open for his enormous size.
“Too fucking late anyway,” he groans and pushes past my virginity. He sinks into my core and doesn’t stop until he’s fully seated inside me. The fiery intrusion forces the air from my lungs and a sharp cry from my lips. As he takes my virginity he sinks his thumb into my ass and shoots a wave of pleasure through me as the pain threads through so much goodness.
I can’t breathe. I don’t know what to do but just live in the moment.
He pauses letting my body grow accustomed to his girth and my ass to the new intrusion. I concentrate on the intoxicatingconcoction of pain and pleasure. I love the feeling of it mixing and filling me with so much heat I can feel every blood cell in my body expand with the need for more of the same.
It’s like a concoction of sugar and coke—a deadly sweetness.
Dizzying sensations bombard me all at once. Lingering winter air filtering through small cracks here and there in the cabin walls skims over my overheated skin. The golden firelight cocooning us in our own secret world. The feel of his possessive grip marking me. But most of all, the forbidden intrusion of his hard length throbbing deep inside me.
My hips move. I can’t help it.
“Damn it, Willow. No, my sweet snow angel. Don’t move. Don’t make me come yet.”
His fingers flex and tighten on my hips as if he’s fighting to regain control. If he’s wanting to push me away now, it’s too late. He’s taken the forbidden. My virgin blood is his. There’s no going back for us.
He pulls from my warmth and falls to his knees between my thighs. His large hands hold me open for his hungry mouth.
“Hold still.” he growls and then I can’t believe what he does.
I gasp and grip at the blanket beneath me. “Venom, no! Oh my God! What…oh!” I gasp at the feel of his tongue dragging through my juices mixed with my virgin blood. Lips and tongue turn savage against my freshly claimed pussy, and he doesn’t stop licking until he has tasted every inch of me.
All the while he teases my ass and forces the warmth in my core to spill between my legs. I gasp again and this time I moan through the rush of pleasure flowing through me.
“When I claim something as mine, I take it with all my being.” A sated looking Venom rises and glides his cock back to my entrance. He pushes just the head inside and stills.
“Venom!” I groan in protest and try to push back, to force him deeper but his hold on my hips keeps me still.
“Tell me you want my cock, Willow. Tell me. Give me the words I’ve wanted to hear for so long. I can sink into your warmth and feel whole again.”
