Page 77 of Savage Outlaw

So did his grunts.

“Say I’m your man or I’ll pull out before you come and put you over my knee.” Circling her throat with his much bigger hand, he directed her head so their eyes clashed. The climax was coming, tingling her toes, making them curl. Her stomach started to tighten and with every deep shove that felt like he was hitting her cervix and entering her stomach, her breaths became labored.

“Tad…baby…”

“Say it.”

“Will my man let me fucking come already? Will my man keep fucking me until I scream?”

Her ears nearly deafened with his pleased groan. He was holding her too tight, rutting her too fast,but oh, she loved every wild second of her savage man coming undone.

“Please, Tad. Harder. I need you.”

She felt him everywhere.

Inside and out.

Covering her in his skin and heat. Their bodies, slick with sweat, driving together as he buried his mouth to the side of her neck and sucked until she felt the tug in her abdomen.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop, my savage man.”

His next push was brutal and lovely and they both moaned together as he fucked, fucked, fucked her. It was so good. Roux turned as much as she could without her neck snapping and she licked the side of his throat over his Adam’s apple.

“I won’t stop.” he groaned.

It was indescribable how he watched her. Need scraped all over her skin, sharp and pure. Their eyes locked in a moment in time they’d never had before. It was as if she was seeing her lover for the first time.

“Ah, Cookie. So right wrapped around me. Can’t hold on.”

She opened her mouth and closed it silently. Dropping her forehead to the leather, she experienced every tingle and spasm, the fullness of him inside her and the weight of this man pinning her down.

The pleasure built and built until she couldn’t take it and yet craved more. Craved the savage he turned into when taking her. It intensified as he drilled away until all Roux could do was cry out in stuttered gasps.

He was hers as she came. He’d always been hers.

She went through every last shudder of Tad’s too. His climax shook her to the core. When he was done, he fell over her back. A heavy weight she gloried in especially when he started kissing her neck. “Ah, fuck, Cookie. I think I did it.”

“Did what?”

“Got you smelling like me.”

A tremble started at her toes and worked its way up.

Wow. That sounded primitive as fuck and Roux didn’t mind it at all.

She laughed, turned her head, and kissed his stubble. “Is that so?”

“Want me all over you. Fucking waited long enough to mark you.”

Another shudder.

How did she not know this possessive caveman side of him existed?

Tad heaved himself off her until she could breathe. But he only went as far as to flip her onto her back and get between the space her thighs made. Her arms went around him and the kiss that came was hot and sweet.

Of course he fucked her again.

He said they were animals and nothing had changed there.

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