Page 30 of Savage Vows


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“Yes.”

He lifts his hips, spearing into me and making my eyes roll back in my head.The pleasure is indescribable.Pressure builds swiftly in my body and I know that he is going to wreck me.

He growls when my pussy flutters along his length and I can’t help but smile.

The world narrows to breath and movement and the sharp, satisfying friction of want finally being answered.The way he curses my name, the way my body responds, the way neither of us pretends this is anything other than the sex we’ve been circling for too long says everything.

It’s not gentle.

It’s not brutal.

It’snecessary.

I move how I want.He meets me where I am.When I swear, he laughs.When he loses control, I tighten my grip and keep him there.

“Fuck, Raven...”

“Yeah,” I snap.“Right there ...don’t stop...”

The bed creaks.The room fills with heat and sound and the kind of urgency that doesn’t ask permission anymore.This isn’t about power.It’s about release.

When I come, I come hard and drag him over the edge with me.His hands grip my hips harshly and hold me in place as my breath falters and tears out of me, the world collapsing inward until there’s nothing but sensation and cursing and the sharp relief of finally letting go.

After, we stay tangled.No speeches.No apologies.

Just breath evening out and the quiet hum of the compound beyond the walls reminding us the world didn’t stop just because we did.

Savage presses his forehead to my shoulder.“Are you okay?”

I smile faintly.“That was not gentle.”

“Good.”

“I’m still standing, figuratively.”

“I know,” he says.

His hand drifts absently along my back, not possessive, just present.

“This doesn’t fix anything,” I say quietly.

“No,” he agrees.“But it helps.”

I roll onto my side, facing him.“It doesn’t mean tomorrow’s easier.”

“No.”

“And it doesn’t mean you get to decide for me.”

His gaze sharpens.“I wouldn’t dare.”

“Good answer.”

We lie there in the dark, heat slowly fading, bodies still close without needing to prove anything.This wasn’t a promise.It wasn’t a claim.It was a choice.

And for tonight, that’s enough.