Page 107 of Savage Sanctuary


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“Funny thing about prey, Grim,” Prince HSOG said, taking a step to Grim. “Leave it alone too long and someone else takes the first bite.”

“Someonewill crack their teeth on that bite.”

A weird tension threaded between them. I wasn’t an idiot. I knewIwas the prey in this metaphor.

The prince threw a look over his shoulder, giving me a smile. “See you next time, Gemma.”

I watched him walk into the crowd, and then it was just me and Grim…well, me, Grim, and a mansion full of people. Though they were just feet away from us, they didn’t look in our direction.

Grim stepped to me, caging me against the wall.

“I warned you, Gemma.” He slid down my body, eyes locked on mine. Hungry.

I barely had a second to register Grim on hiskneesbefore the meaning of what he said hit me.

I’ll have to prove you’re mine.

He was going to eat me out, here, in public. I put my hands on his shoulders, trying to move him.

“I didn’t do anything,” I said. “He talked to me.”

I fisted his hair, pulling him off me, and a vicious, inhuman sound escaped him. His eyes flashed to mine, determined. In this moment, it wasn’t about proving something, he justwantedthis.

Hands slid around the backs of my thighs, up to my ass. Grim fisted and kneaded the flesh, pressing a hot kiss to the inside of my thigh.

“People will see,” I whispered, fight draining from my body.

“No one will dare look at you,” he said againstmy flesh.

I looked back out to the sea of people. They still weren’t watching, but it felt like they were fully paying attention, even as they spoke to their neighbor.

Grim slowly peeled off my panties. All care in the world. As if it were just the two of us and not whatever the fuck this place was.

A different kind of panic hit me. The kind reserved for being a perfect, beautiful doll.

I gripped his shoulder. “I haven’t showered yet.”

“Good,” he growled, and then his lips were on my flesh.

I almost buckled at the sensation. As if sensing that, his hands tightened on my ass.

“You taste so fucking good,” he groaned against me.

He grazed his teeth along my lips and lightly tugged. This time I did buckle, but his tight grip held me up. I looked over his head, to the crowd. In the middle of hundreds of heads studiously avoiding us, the prince stood.

“He’s looking,” I gasped.

For a brief second, Grim tensed. Then his fingers flexed on my ass, pulling me closer to his mouth. I gasped, completely enveloped by him. Sliding one hand down my ass, to my pussy, Grim fingered me as he sucked.

Ishouldn’tlike this. But my body disagreed. I was so wet. So achy. Grim’s tongue disappeared briefly from my cunt to lick up the evidence on my inner thighs.

I was boneless. Jelly. Grim’s grip the only thing keeping me from sliding to the floor.

“I want you to come, Rich Girl.” His words vibrated deep in my pussy. “Show people who you belong to.”

Iwantedto. I was so fucking close. But that little, annoying voice was still in my head. Pointing out the people. Pointing out thatAmerica’s Princessdidn’t do this?—

Grim’s teeth enclosed the tender flesh of my inner thigh.