The Savage

“Ask me for it again.”

“Please,” she begged.

Styx spanked her right cheek first, the sound of flesh being hit echoing off the cavern walls.

“Your body craves me.” He rubbed her between her legs again, proving that she was even wetter after he spanked her.

At the first touch of his tongue on her pussy, she couldn’t contain the cry that left her. And then he feasted on her like she was his last meal. Styx licked up the center of her pussy, and she cried out from the pain and pleasure coalescing into one.

Gods.

“Styx, yes. That feels so good.”

He groaned against her, the sloppy sounds of him eating her out filling the cavern.

She clenched the furs beneath her, needing something to hold on to. Shifting slightly, her ass ended up being propped up more, and was obscenely shoved in Styx’s face. But he groaned at that fact and sucked on her pussy harder, faster.

He sucked her clit into the hot, wet depths of his mouth, and that was the end of it. She came for Styx, just opened herself up and experienced what he had to give her. She knew she could enjoy this, embrace it, because this wasn’t the end.

He sucked even harder, and her breath hitched.

“Tonight is about pleasing you, my female, even if my cock wants inside of you, wants to really have you in all ways.” He sucked on her harder.

He wasn’t even going to fuck her right now? She didn’t know if she’d even survive.

“I’ll be the only one that sates your needs.” He ran his teeth along her labia, and a gasp left her at the sensitivity of it.

He pushed her legs open more, stood behind her, and before she could contemplate what was happening, he had her flat on her back again. He had both of her wrists in one of his hands once more, thrust above her head, and had her submitting to him in the most basic of ways. He bent down between her thighs and had his mouth back on her pussy.

He was relentless as he rubbed her clit, moved that thick digit around the opening of her body, not penetrating her, but promising that he could take her any way he wanted. “You have my beast coming out, mate.” He started to penetrate her with his finger, just one, and very slowly. His hand kept her pinned down for his ministration. He was relentless, wicked and demanding as he flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit, and barely fucked her with his finger.

The sound of his voice made vibrations on her clit, and she moaned out for more.

“I have feelings for you, Styx.” She whispered the words, as if they had a mind of their own.

He murmured against her flesh, “Mine.” He started sucking especially hard on the little nub, and she came again for him.

When her pleasure receded and they were both panting harshly, Styx pulled her into his arms and just held her. Maybe Audrey shouldn’t have felt anything but disgust for Styx, given the way they’d been brought together, but she couldn’t feel anything but the strong emotions coursing through her.

She turned her head and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent, that dark, intoxicating aroma. It felt so good to have him hold her, to have his big arms wrapped around her, making her feel protected and cared for.

After everything she’d been through, all Audrey thought about was how lucky she really was. This male had helped in more ways than just saving her life and tending to her. This male had given her hope in a rather bleak existence. And to her that meant the world.

Chapter

Ten

The following day

Audrey tried her hand at cooking tonight’s dinner, and although she’d cooked plenty where she used to live, the meat she was working with and the fruits and vegetables Styx had brought her were unlike anything she’d ever used before.

He’d left to make sure the cave entrance was secure, and Audrey picked up one of the yellow pieces of vegetables, one that had a green stripe down the center and felt of earth. Since she wasn’t familiar with this area, she decided to use the meat and other ingredients to make a stew.

Picking up the strips of meat, she felt they were oily and thick, but they smelled incredible, even raw. Setting them in the large pot hanging over the flames on a fire spit, she started dropping in the cut-up vegetables, adding herbs Styx had given her, and then took a large wooden ladle and mixed it all together. For the stew not even being cooked yet, she had to admit the scent was delicious.

The sound of Styx approaching had her turning and looking toward the entrance of the cave. When he stepped through, her body instantly heated, remembering what he’d done to her, given her, the night before.