“You listen to me…I am the one who put myself in danger when I should have known better. This is on me.”
“But he targeted you because of me…because I’m in fucking love with you, and I would do anything for you.”
I stepped back, my chest rising and falling in quick succession. He’d never told me outright that he loved me before.
I knew he did. Just like I knew I loved him…but saying it was different.
“Niall…what happened after I left?”
His eyes lifted to mine and I saw the anguish in them, but I also saw the unbridled anger there too.
This was the Savage everyone feared.
The Savage I knew would come for me. He turned into that guy, the one who people were scared of for me, and it did things to me inside that were wrong and yet it felt oh so right.
He was mysavage, mymonster.
“I killed him.”
I put my hand on the side of his face and pulled him closer. His hands moved to my hips, his fingers digging into my skin under my shirt. “Good.”
He looked at me then, almost like he wasn’t sure he’d heard me right before his lips crashed down onto mine, bruising and painful, and yet I relished the pain. I wanted him to know I was in for the good, the bad, and the ugly.
He’d been right all these years.
I was his. I was always his.
Savage lifted me up, and instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bathroom. He pushed me onto the basin and started to undress. I watched as his muscles rippled because of the action, his tattoos clear under the fluorescent lighting. I’d never taken the time to truly map out all the stories he’d had tatted on him.
He pulled his pants down and I looked at his semi hard cock, my own pussy throbbing for its attention. I pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the ground and yanked my bra off. His hands cupped my breasts, bowing so he could suck a nipple into his mouth. I gasped as his mouth tormented my puckered gland.My head pushed back into the mirror, allowing him full access to my body. Savage’s cock bounced in the air, harder than stone as he moved lower, peeling my jean shorts down and freeing me. His fingers slid down my folds, and he moaned.
“Fuck, you have no idea what this does to me…to see you so wet already.”
I smiled up at him just as he stood upright, and leaned in to turn the taps on in the shower. Steam billowed from the stall as he tested the water. As he turned, I noticed a tattoo amongst the others that caught my attention.
I sat forward, almost falling off the basin. He caught me just as I put my hand on his pec and looked down at the tattoo in the centre of his chest, amongst the various others.
“That’s…that’s my name.”
“I know.”
“You never told me you tattooed my name on you.”
“Why would I? We weren’t speaking at the time.”
“Niall…”
He smoothed my hair back from my face and held my head in his hands, his thumbs smoothing over my cheeks before he kissed me softly, his tongue sweeping out and into my mouth.
When he leaned his forehead against mine, he spoke, his voice almost a hushed whisper but loud enough to sear me from the inside out. “It was done the night I decided I wasn’t going to let you go. I was with the Nomads, and so I had one of them do it for me. The next week I came back to claim you for good.”
“What if I’d said no?”
“Then I would have a tattoo of the woman who I never deserved on me,” he said with a casual shrug. “Between you and me, I still don’t deserve you. But I’ll make you scream my name at least once a day, so I figure I’ll make it up to you.”
I smacked him on the chest as he pulled me off the basin and helped me into the stall, and under the warm water. His hands were on me then, soaping me up and washing me slowly, tenderly. His fingers slid down my body, pressing into my skin, owning me before he slid his hand down between my folds. Imoaned and threw my head back onto his shoulder as he moved one arm around my middle, his hand squeezing my breast as the other played with my clit. I was like butter in his arms, the warm water hitting all the right spots as he played havoc with me in the best way possible. His mouth was on my neck, nipping and sucking. All my senses were alive with hands, water and tongue sending me wild. When he dipped down from my clit to my core, he pushed two fingers into me with ease.
“Mmmm baby, you’re so ready for me.”
