Savage (The End 1)

There was a change in him, a shift in the air around them. She felt it, sensed it. He stepped closer and she moved back a little. His gaze was locked on her as he reached out and closed the supply room door, not fully, but enough that it would give them privacy, but still allow them to hear if something went down.

“Malachi,” she whispered and he let off this low, deep growl. “I need you,” that’s all she could say, the only thing she could muster. Her arousal was intense, addicting. It had been building, slowly increasing as the little samples of passion he gave her made Sasha drunk for more.

He pushed her up against the wall then and the breath left her, the pleasure so consuming she couldn’t think straight, could barely find the strength to breathe.

Malachi stared down at her, this hungry look on his face.

“Sasha.” He groaned her name softly, even though no one would be able to hear them. “Tell me again what you want. Tell me everything you want.”

Could she say it? Could she finally give in? Would he finally give her what she wanted?

“Tell me, baby.” He lowered his gaze and looked at her mouth, and she involuntarily licked her lips.

“I want you, Malachi.” She breathed out slowly. “I want all of you. Right here. Right now.” She stared into his eyes. “Finally.”

Chapter Forty-One

She would be his

Malachi knew deep down he shouldn’t be touching this woman before him. If they were not facing chaos and extinction, he wouldn’t even go near her. She was too young, too sweet, too … innocent. She’d killed men but beneath the tough girl exterior, she was still an innocent at heart. Once he got his hands on her, though, he didn’t know if he’d ever be able to stop.

Running his fingers through his hair, he took another step closer. Even though she said she wanted him, she took another step back.

“You want me, Sasha?”

“Yes.”

“Then you’re going to have to stop running or I’m going to have no choice but to walk away.”

“You look like you want to eat me.” She sounded breathless, not afraid.

“I do want to eat you. You think I’m some teenage boy that’s going to fuck you and leave you hanging? No, Sasha, I intend to eat you. I’m going to suck on your sweet nipples. Let my tongue roll across those delicious peaks before sucking them into my mouth. Then I’m going to work down to your pussy. You’re a virgin so your first time is not going to be pain free. It’s going to hurt and I’m not going to be the one to allow that to happen without you feeling something first.”

“What will you do? Why not just get the pain out of the way?”

“It sounds easy enough, doesn’t it? Just fuck you. Spread those thighs, shove my dick in your cunt and be rid of that precious little cherry.” She’d stopped moving away from him.

He cupped her face, but she didn’t flinch away from him once. Success.

Tilting her head back so he could look into her eyes, he smiled. “You’re not running away.”

“I’ve got no reason to run anywhere. I’m not afraid of you, Malachi. I know you’ll do whatever you can to protect me and my sister.”

“Are you willing to fuck me for that protection?”

“No. I know it comes free, without charge.” Her hands went to his chest, her palm resting against his heart. “Do you want me to owe you? Is that what you need to take what you want?”

He pressed her up against the wall. He lifted her hands off him, putting them right above her head. “I don’t need to have anything to take what I want.” Holding both of her hands up, he stroked the tips of his fingers down her arm. Slowly, taking his time.

A woman like Sasha deserved to be savored. It would be so easy to spread her thighs and fuck her hard, filling her with his cum, but it was the last thing he wanted to do. When he got to the mounds of her tits, he didn’t cup them, he traced across the edge of where her bra should be.

“Where’s your underwear?”

“I’m not wearing any.”

Damn, this woman was going to give him a freaking heart attack. His cock was already rock hard, pressing against the seam of his pants, and she wanted to tease him with this information.

She only wore a large shirt and right now, he was pissed. “You think it’s funny walking around like this?”

“I don’t have a choice. I can’t sleep with so many clothes on.”

“You’re not sleeping now.”

“Because I wanted you to fucking finish what you started, and not leave me hanging.”

He smirked. “You think I left you hanging? Last time I checked, you had come for me. If Lucy hadn’t been so close, you’d have been screaming my name.”