Page 53 of Savage Reign

“What happened to loving me?” I asked.

He laughed. “Oh, I fucking love you, and you don’t doubt that one bit, do you, firecracker? And you won’t ever question that.”

There was a warning in his voice. I pouted without thinking, eliciting another chuckle from him. I didn’t think I had ever seen him laugh so much.

He pulled my arms away, his eyes inspecting the reddened skin around my chest, his dick twitching between us.

I jumped, slightly surprised. “It turns you on to see me like this?”

He spanked my ass cheek in answer, causing me to jolt forward.

“If I had it my way, you would bear all the marks of my roughness on you forever. Now fuck me, firecracker, before Idecide to tie you up to this bed and show you just how much seeing you in pain turns me on.”

I shivered from his words, only I wasn’t sure if it was in fear or… or something else.

The glint in his eyes told me he knew exactly what I was thinking… feeling.

I pushed back down a little, getting to the perfect position. He watched me with rapt attention when I grabbed his cock once more, my hands shaking slightly. I directed the tip to my entrance, my eyes widening a little at the feel of it. The stretch was much more pronounced like this, and there was just something about being on top, looking down at him, and having thisillusionof control that got to me.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew I wasn’t fully in control. What was it that he had accused me of earlier? Topping from the bottom.

Well, I knew he was doing that, and judging from his smug grin, I knew he knew that too.

I sank down all the way on him, gasping from both the aching pain and the spiking pleasure.

I moaned and looked down to see him gritting his teeth, that hard expression back on his face. Both hands came up and grasped my hips, but he didn’t try to move me.

He just looked at me in that intense way of his. I licked my lips and experimentally moved my hips, and had I not been watching his face, I wouldn’t have noticed the change, wouldn’t have noticed the pleasure coming out of him, encouraging me. I rotated my hips, moving faster against him.

His grip tightened on me bruisingly. I would be surprised if hedidn'tleave a bruise there later.

“Fuck, that’s it, firecracker. Go as hard as you need. I want to see you fall apart on top of me.”

I whimpered and followed his words, moving harder, faster against him, until my delirium pushed away the pain, pushedaway all my problems, the pregnancy, pushed away all the stress, until there was nothing left in this room, in this world, but me and him.

His hand moved away from my hip and to my center. I watched as he played with my clit while I fucked him, his calloused fingers flicking over the bundle of nerves and driving me over the edge.

I fell first, and he soon followed. His shout erupted and rocked the very foundation of the motel room.

I felt liquid heat spurt inside me, and that only drove me further over the edge. Unable to hold myself up any longer, I fell on top of him, my face buried in his neck, kissing and sucking on the skin there as I tried to ride it out.

Never had I felt so spent.

His arms banded around me, his palm covering the small of my back, and he held me to him, keeping me steady.

And how badly I wished he would always keep me steady.

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MILA

I didn’t knowhow long we stayed like that, and I didn’t care. My eyes were already wanting to drift shut when I felt him shift beneath me.

I pulled back and took in his dark eyes. He looked… different.

I didn’t know how or why, but he did.

I frowned, and he scowled.

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