Page 77 of Savage Hunter

“You have my cock dripping with the need to have you. Are you ready, Harmonia?”

Oh, yes. My body craves this as much as my heart does.

I reach between our bodies and wrap my fingers around the solid steel of his length.

His groan is rough and primal.

I raise up and he’s right there to steady me. “Nice and easy, baby. That’s it,” he grunts with a raspy breath, looking torn between letting me have all the control when he really wants to ravish me.

I slowly lower myself over his thickness. My wet folds spread over him.

I keep my hands on his chest and let the thump of his heart tie me to this moment. My fingers flex, taut flesh gives. I smell hints of blood. Flashes of memories bombard my mind. The scream for me to stop. But I don’t give in.

I sink lower and lower. “God, yes.” I thrust my tongue out to wet my suddenly dry lips.

“Don’t close your eyes. Look at me.”

My eyes spring open. I didn’t realize I’d shut them until Wolfe commands me to look at him.

“Good, girl. Look at me as you take my cock inside your beautiful sweet body. You’re doing so well.”

“You make me want to trust you.” And the scary part is I think I do.

I do as he instructs and don’t stop moving until I feel every hot inch of his cock stretching me. Filling me. Erasing the nightmares with new sensations, new and wanted memories.

I lift and slowly glide down his shaft again. His powerful hands grip my ass and he makes sure I take it nice and slow.

His cock throbs for me. I fall forward and brace myself on his shoulders. My heart thunders wildly. It’s racing out of control.

A shocked moan escapes my lips, causing a dark smile to curl the edges of his lips. A forewarning of his next move. An erotic shiver races over my body. It starts near the center of my body and forces me to accept that this man has controlled every reaction I have to him and always will.

My heart shudders with that realization.

He rolls me over, spreads me beneath him and pushes to his knees between my legs. Between us, his thick glistening cock looks hungry, dripping with pre-cum. He takes his cock in hand and holds the head of his shaft to my entrance.

“Rise to your elbows and watch how your body takes me inside. I think you know by now there will be nothing between us. I want you dripping with my milk. Marked. You’re mine, Harmonia. All fucking mine.”

My heart swells. I can’t lie to myself anymore. I wanted to push him away because I feared him seeing what they did to me. But the love in him wraps around me and makes all that do away.

“Yours,” I whisper and then I say it again but this time with the strength he infuses me with. “Yours, Wolfe. I’m all yours.”

I look on and watch the rippling of his muscles as he dips the swollen head of his cock into my greedy entrance. My folds spread over him.

Broken and desperate moans escape my lips, but my eyes never leave where his body joins with mine.

“Beautiful,” he rasps. Wolfe’s nostrils flare, and his gaze meets mine with the force of a blazing inferno. Sweat rolls down the side of his face and I can tell by the sheer look of torture on his face he’s using every bit of his strength not to hurt me. And I love him for it.

I love him.

I inhale sharply.

I love Wolfe.

I never stopped loving him.

Everything north and south of my heart trembles with the force of the truth. Steel bands of fear keeping me locked away break. Fire, unlike anything I have ever felt before, releases into me to warm parts that have long been frozen over and gives me the strength for what I have to do.

I wrap my arms around his neck, and my eyes dance between his. “I need you, Wolfe. Don’t take your time. Let me feel the real you. I’m not weak. I can take it. I can handle you.”

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