Page 144 of Savage Reign

“Silas,” I said, feeling my eyes drawing shut. He pulled his hand back and slapped my pussy. A sharp sting vibrated on my clit, driving me to a frenzy.

I hissed out a sharp breath of air. “Eyes on me. I want you to look at me as I make you come.”

I kept my eyes on him, biting my lip as his fingers dipped down between my folds and drove inside me.

His chest vibrated with a low growl, especially when I clenched around him.

“That’s it, angel. Let me feel how tight you are.”

He fucked me with his fingers, driving in and out of me lazily. I let out a frustrated groan and pushed up on my toes.

“Please, Silas.Please.” I didn’t care if this was what he had reduced me to. A begging, desperate mess. I just wanted him.

He pulled on my hair and turned my head to the side, biting my neck. The pain only worked me over harder. I arched my back, pushing in closer to him until he began to move faster.

“Yes, like that,” I said, rotating my hips to meet his rhythm. I cried out when he added on another finger, stretching me out and creating such a delicious burn.

“Come,” he said, pulling out and rubbing over my clit.

I moved my arms back to wrap around his neck, trying to keep my balance as I was pushed over the edge, my screams echoing in the small office.

I leaned my entire weight against him, letting him hold me up. It wasn’t until I came down from my orgasm that I realizedhe was still rubbing his fingers over my clit. Spasms of pleasure bounced inside from his touch.

I leaned back and kissed him.

He was receptive to my kiss like I knew he would be. I didn’t think I would ever have to worry about his rejection.

He told me once that all it took was one look at me, and he was obsessed. I might not believe in love at first sight, but I believed him.

When I pulled away, his skin was flushed, and his lips were swollen.

“I love you,” I said.

“And I will spend the rest of my life being deserving of that love,” he said gruffly. “Starting with loving you right.”

I nodded, shifting. I paused when I felt his hard-on pressed up against me. He bent down and helped me remove my panties around my ankles. I didn’t say anything when he shoved them in his pocket. I doubted he would give them back to me, even if I asked nicely.

His grin was pure wickedness.

I rolled my eyes, my face moving down to the tent in his pants. I reached for him, but he stopped me.

I frowned. “Go use the bathroom, sweetheart.”

“What about you?”

“You’re going to show me how grateful you are that I let you come when we get home,” he said, his tone and eyes dark.

I shivered. “And how would I do that?”

“You're smart, baby. I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

He winked, and I smiled, suddenly impatient to get home. All the things I could do to him…

He turned me around and slapped my ass. “Go. You stay in here any longer, and Killian might get impatient. And I doubt you want to know what happens when he gets impatient.”

I was sorely tempted to just stay here and let Killian find me.

Silas shot me a knowing smile. “Nuh-uh, naughty girl. Go.”

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