Page 22 of Wicked Savage

My muscles grow rigid as I gaze back down at her. “I’m gonna take care of you. Your first time should be special.”

My heart and my mind are at war. I know I shouldn’t do this, yet I refuse to let another man have what belongs to me. This sweet young thing is mine, and I’ve never been one to share.

She laughs, her eyes shimmering with emotion. “That’s really sweet.”

“You make me want to be sweet,” I reply with a grin. “Just don’t tell my brothers.”

A soft giggle escapes her, followed by a sharp inhale as I ease in another inch, making sure not to hurt her.

“You’re doing so good.” Pushing deeper, I stroke her clit gently, keeping my eyes locked on hers, watching for any hint of discomfort.

She hides it well, her expression steady, though I can see the slightest tension in her jaw.

“That’s it, baby. Let me in.” I clasp her cheek, circling my hips as I sink a little more, her gaze morphing into pleasure. “You’re such a good girl, letting me stretch this pussy.”

“Oh God, Cillian.” Her lashes flutter, those thighs spreading wider.

I force another inch, and her eyes tremble to a close.

“No, don’t do that. Look at me. I want your pleasure and your pain. I want it all.”

She grabs hold of my biceps while I lift her leg up over my shoulder, opening her up for me. Gazing down at her, I can’t help this sense of possessiveness, this burning need to keep her that continues to overtake me, even more now that I’ve had something no man has before.

And I know right now, whoever she is, wherever the hell she came from, she’s gonna be mine.

“I need more. Please.” Those pleading eyes call to me, and if I could hold out, I’d make her beg some more, but I need her right now.

Inching deeper, I ease myself into her, moving slowly. When she winces, I still.

“Don’t stop.” She grabs my shoulder. “Just fuck me.”

I smirk. “You sure you’re a virgin, babe?”

“Not anymore.” A teasing smile dances across her face. “Please, Cillian, don’t hold back. I want you. I want this. Don’t treat me like I’m made of glass.”

My teeth grind, my cock throbbing from my ravenous need to fuck her until she can’t walk tomorrow. Before I can stop myself, I drive deeper, only getting halfway in before she cries out in pain, her nails digging into my skin, her face contorting with strain.

“You okay?”

“I will be.”

My mouth forms a hard line. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“I know, but it’s inevitable.”

She’s right, but it doesn’t make it any easier.

Working my hand between us, I finger her clit while I sink another inch, and she whimpers in pleasure. “This is gonna hurt, love.”

She nods, and this time when I thrust inside her, an inhale dies in her throat.

“Breathe, baby. Just breathe.”

Tears shimmer in her gaze, and I hate myself right now.

“I’m sorry, leannan.” My lips trace over her jaw.

“It’s okay. Just keep going.”

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