Page 71 of Savage King


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“Of my hands.” He tweaks my nipple, fiddling with the barbell, andfuck that’s good.

“And especially completely aware of my dick sliding into what’s mine.”

He pushes inside me, a slow, steady pace, until he’s balls deep and we’re both panting with need.

“Mateo.”

“I can’t get enough of you. I fucking crave you, even in sleep. Even when your warm, perfect body is already pressed against me, I wantmore.” He pulls back, then rolls his hips, sliding in again, and I lift to meet him. He doesn’t usually fuck me like this, in the bed, slow and easy. It’s usually so all-consuming, so passionate, that it’s hard and fast and so fucking dirty that it sets my soul on fire.

But this sweet, soft sleepy sex is damn amazing.

“Your cock isso good,” I groan as he picks up the pace, his piercing dragging over my inner walls, over that perfect spot that sends zings of pleasure through every nerve ending in my body. “Oh fuck.”

He licks down my chest and pulls a nipple in his mouth, making me arch my back with a gasp.

It’s been just over a week since the warehouse happened, and my injuries are healing. I can move freely, and the bruises are fading.

“Every inch of you is perfect,” he says. Ilovehow much he talks to me while he fucks me. His mouth can be so fuckingfilthy, I would blush if I wasn’t too busy coming. “You’re strangling the fuck out of me, baby. Is this what you needed?”

I nod, but he bites my nipple hard, making me gasp.

“Use your words, savage girl.”

“I needed this,” I reply, and swallow hard. “Ialwaysneed this.”

His eyes darken, and he turns us onto our sides, facing each other, still connected. I wrap my leg around his hip, andshit, this angle is good.

“I want you to come for me, Violet.”

I love it when he says my name like that.All throaty and with such authority, it sends a zing through me and makes my walls clench harder.

“That’s right, baby. Fucking hell, you’re so damn tight.”

He manages to wedge his hand between us and brushes his thumb over my clit and the metal there, and I come apart, jerking against him.

“Christ, I need to pound into you,” he mutters against my neck.

“Then do it. I’m not hurt anymore, Mateo. Take what you need. Use me.”

His eyes narrow, and his jaw tightens, and then I’m on my stomach, Mateo straddles my thighs the way he did that first night and spreads me open with his thumbs. He doesn’t ease into me, heslamshis hips into my ass, and with my legs pressed together, it’s everything.

“Fuck,” he growls as he grips his hand in my hair, holding me down against the pillow. His other hand is pressed on my hip as he thrusts into me hard and steady, taking the breath from my lungs. “So. Fucking.Tight.”

He growls, and then his forehead is on my shoulder as he presses all the way in, rocking against me and coming inside me.

Then, he suddenly pulls out and fists his cock and continues to come all over my back.

And when he’s finished, he lies right on top of me and holds me tight, and I don’t even care that it’s hard to breathe.

“Come on, lazy girl, we have to get up,” he finally says as he peels himself off me with a slurping sound, thanks to all the fluids on our skin.

“I’m not lazy, someone kept me in bed.”

I look over my shoulder and see him grinning at me. “Let’s shower.”

“If we shower together, we’ll end up fucking again, and then it’ll be even longer until we’re ready to go.”

“It’s a risk I’m willing to take.”