Page 121 of Savage Reign

“No,” he said, flipping me around. He pulled my dress up and off me, his hungry eyes taking me in that way that made me feel like I was about to become his meal.

I crossed my arms over my chest, suddenly feeling shy.

“Nope.” He uncrossed my arms and lay down on top of me. He reached between us and pulled off my panties, throwing them somewhere on the floor. I reminded myself to pick those up later. The last thing I needed was for Rachel to come over in the morning and see that. I cringed internally just thinking about it.

His lips moved over my jawline, his tongue coming out and licking up and down the skin there before he moved to my neck.

A pounding ache appeared between my legs, and I was left speechless, especially when he moved downward.

I braced my hands on his shoulders, pushing back and trying to stop him, or at least get him to slow down. He grabbed one of my hands and sharply nipped at my wrist.

I let out a squeal, which was quickly cut off when he wrapped his lips around my nipple.

My back arched when he sucked on it, rolling the swollen nub around with his teeth. He really was in the mood to play rough.

“Silas!” I screamed.

He groaned against me as he doubled his efforts, continuing to play with my nipple with his lips, his teeth, his tongue.

I didn’t know how to focus.

I shook my head and tried to move off to the side. He followed me with his mouth.

He continued to feast on my nipple as if losing contact with me might just end him.

“Please,” I moaned out.

He pulled back slightly. “Do you think I can make you come like this?”

I shook my head. I didn’t want to find out. That just sounded like torture to me. One side of his lips pulled up in a slight smirk, and he reached over to the puff pastry, dipping his fingers in the cream and taking a generous amount with him. I watched in fascination as he spread the cream evenly over my nipple and then to the next. He licked his lips and bent down, licking the cream off me, sucking my nipple into his mouth.

Hell.

“Delicious,” he said when he pulled away. Cream was stuck on his lips, and I had the urge to kiss him then. I was about to do just that when he went down and gave my other nipple the same treatment. I closed my eyes with a gasp just when I felt his teeth rolling the hard nub around, hurting me in the best way possible.

“Silas!”

He nipped at me harshly, the stinging coming on suddenly, painfully.

“Be my good girl, and let me clean you up.”

And that was what he did, licking and nipping and sucking me clean.

I was in a hazy delirium by the time he finished, no longer knowing which way was up or down.

I placed the palm of my hand against his forehead, pushing up with all my might when I felt him bite the swell of my breast. He was no doubt going to leave his marks on my skin.

He retaliated by moving down and biting the bottom swell of my breast.

I yelped.

He pulled back, smiling like the sadistic bastard that he was before he used the flat of his tongue to lick up my nipple. I was clean now. Not a trace of cream left on my skin.

“Silas. We were…”

“Yes?” he asked, nipping gently on the side of my breast before sucking the skin into his mouth.

Well, hell, I didn’t even know what we were doing.

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