We face off, neither one of us giving in.
I’m about to crumble, forgetting all about having my heart crushed. I need him to know.
But then he speaks again. “Just let me in,” he whispers, coming closer to me and placing his hand on the back of my neck. He gazes down at me with those bright green eyes and I lose it. The barrier I have put up to protect myself caves under his intensity. I nod hesitantly and his eyes darken as I give in to him.
“Say the words, Savannah,” he whispers, “and I will say them back. You don’t get them from me until you speak your truth. You already know deep down; you are just too afraid to say it.”
“My men,” I choke out. “I… can’t…”
“I have spoken with all of your men now, Savannah. They know we are inevitable. They accept it.”
“Oh,” I murmur, Trey’s mysterious statement now making complete sense. The bastards went behind my back, but thank fuck for that.
I have no need to fight him anymore. I don’t want to. “I love you,” I blurt out, grabbing hold of his t-shirt and dragging him to me. “Now say it!”
He chuckles, looking down into my angry eyes. “Oh, my goddess, how I love you,” he says and wraps his arms around me. He pulls my crown off my head and flings it onto the bed, then he waves his hand and the pins drop out of my hair, letting it cascade down my shoulders.
“You are beautiful,” he murmurs and then he kisses me.
He crashes his lips against mine and devours my mouth as I open up for him. Our tongues clash, dueling in an erotic tangle to get the upper hand. He tastes like heaven and I want more. I need more. I grip his t-shirt tightly, needing him even closer to me.
He runs his hands up my thighs, bunching up my gown, causing a tingle to go all over my body.
He pulls back and turns me around, pushing my hair over my shoulder. He kisses the nape of my neck, making my knees buckle with the intimacy of the act. He slides the zipper of my dress down and pushes it off my shoulders to pool at my feet.
I turn around and he drops to his knees. He presses his lips to my bare pussy inhaling in the scent of my arousal. He slips his tongue between my lower lips, finding my clit and flicking it roughly, before sucking it into his mouth.
I can’t help the moan that escapes me as I get even wetter.
“I have wanted to do that to you since I laid eyes on you in that dank prison,” he whispers. “You taste every bit as good as I imagined you would, pure perfection, sweet Savvie,” he murmurs, rising to his feet again.
“Take me now, Rath’Na. I need you.”
He grabs me around my waist before my knees completely give way at the intensity of his actions. With his lips covered in my juices, he kisses me again. I shove my tongue into his mouth, eager to have mine playing with his again. He wraps his arms around me tightly, lifting me up so that I can wrap my legs around his waist.
I struggle to get his t-shirt off, but eventually I pull it over his head, only breaking our kiss briefly to do so. His hands find my naked breasts and he kneads them gently, before rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. I press myselfeven closer to him, desperately needing to feel his skin against mine.
His hands leave my breasts and go to my backside. His fingers dig into my ass, needing to get me closer to him as well. I wiggle my hand in between us and reach the fly on his jeans. I lower the zipper and flick the button open. They drop a bit lower and his cock springs free, ready for me.
“Mm,” I purr into his mouth as I take him in my hand and work him up and down.
“Oh, yes,” he rasps, pulling his mouth away from mine to stare deep into my eyes. He rubs his fingers against my clit and quickly slips them inside me, moaning as he feels how wet I am. “Are you ready for me, my goddess?”
“Yes!” I cry out, loving that even more from him than my name. I feel like a goddess in his arms. The power of our feelings is intensifying by the second and I’m sure that I’m going to burst with the sheer force of them if we don’t consummate this union, right the hell now.
I rise up and he takes his cock, shoving it inside me. I push down, gripping him even tighter with my thighs. He holds me in place as we fuck each other, standing right here in the middle of my bedroom as the sparks fly from my fingertips. I have completely let him in.
I ride him hard, working every muscle that I have to grind up and down on him. He helps me fuck him by pushing me up by my ass before I ram myself back down, impaling myself on his enormous, rock-hard shaft.
“Fuck,” he whispers in my ear as I drench his cock. “Don’t ever stop, Savvie.”
Losing myself in the absolute rapture of this outstanding sex, I pant raggedly. He turns us and slams me up against the wall so that he can take some of the control and thrust even higher, even harder, even faster into me.
“Yes,” I scream out as the pleasure starts to build deep inside me.
“Scream my name,” he rasps, slamming me forcefully up against the wall again and again. “Scream my name, Savvie. Tell everyone that I’m yours.”
“Fuck, yes!” I purr. “Oh, fuck, yes, Rath’Na. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Make me come all over your dick. Let me mark you as mine! Please, my god, please!”