I rocked my hips against him, hungry for more. He moved out and pushed inside me again and
again until he filled me completely, and I was screaming already. His slow thrusts quickly became
voracious and demanding as he lived up to his name. His hands on my body carnal, roaming,
squeezing, and pulling me against his bulk of muscles.
His hips slammed into mine, hard and steady, his groans delicious. I arched into him as he drove
his cock deeper. I cried out, digging my nails into his firm ass, moving with him, the friction of our bodies sending waves of pleasure through every fiber of me.
His mouth crashed down on mine as he thrust harder and faster, claiming me. His groans and
growls tipped me towar the edge, surges of ecstasy wracking me. “Oh, Savage!” My cries echoed as
a more violent orgasm consumed me.
His fingers fisted my hair, yanking it, while he slammed into me as I pulsed and clenched around
him. “Fuck, Sia.” With a sated groan, he throbbed inside me, finding his own release.
Fourteen
Savage
“I just got off the phone with Chicago,” Cottonmouth said. “The girl’s story checks. As for the bounty, it smells bad. It can’t be Seppi. It turned out there ain’t no tail. It can’t be Tino Bellomo either. He always does his dirty work himself, and you said even though he was the one who went mayhem on
the Romanovs, when he found out she was alive, he was helping her. Why would he hire someone to
kill her now?”
“That leaves his fuck ass son. Leo Bellomo,” I spat.
“Still doesn’t make any sense. He left her two years ago, thinking she was dead. He wreaked
havoc in his own family, falling for another girl he should have never had, and got himself banished to a loony bin in Italy. He breaks out and comes all the way here, risking his life, for what? Spending a good dime to have someone kill a girl he thinks she’s already dead?”
I shook my head while I stepped down off the porch, staring at the closed gates. He was right.
None of it made any sense. That piece of shit was a psycho fuck. If he really broke out because he
found out Sia was alive and came down here to finish what he started, he would have done it himself.
Why would he come all the way if he was having someone else do it? “Then who is it? Who wants
my girl dead?”
“Yourgirl?”
I cocked a brow at him. “Yes, brother. My girl. You have a problem with that?”
He hesitated for a second, scratching his beard. “Does that mean you ain’t taking her to her
grandma to get the hundred G? C’mon, Savage. You can’t just drop that for pussy. She’s the real girl.
We can even bargain for a lot more than one honey bun.”
“I meant it when I said I could get you a full four hundred thousand.” Sia’s voice came from behind
