Caged (Savage Men 1)

He grunts, and when his eyes open, he tips my chin up and presses his lips to mine.

I go meek like a lamb, completely soft in his arms as he wraps them around me. I can’t help myself anymore. I’m falling … falling for the giant protector in my prison.

His tongue runs along my lips, nudging them apart. He claims my mouth with fervor, licking the roof of my mouth and tasting my tongue. I kiss him back just as hard, incapable of holding back. His mouth is just too delicious … too sinful.

His hand snakes around my waist and pulls me closer against his rock-hard body. I’m no match for his strength as he grabs me. At first, it frightened me, but now, it makes me feel safe. Loved.

I gulp down my nervousness as he stares hungrily into my eyes. He presses a greedy kiss against my jaw, his lips drawing a line all the way down my neck. I cock my head, letting him get closer, and he takes it as an invitation to slide his hand up my body and grasp my breast.

I moan into his mouth as he cups my breast and squeezes while pressing sweet kisses just below my collarbone. When he does this, I can almost drift away from this place. So I let him… I let him take me away.

He swoops me up into his arms again, and I wrap my arms around his neck. With my feet tucked behind his body and his hands on my ass, he carries me back to the room with the velvety bed. It’s already down on the floor again, and Cage places me on the soft sheets, immediately locking his mouth with mine again. His kisses feel rampant. As if he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.

Hovering over me, he presses sweet, heavenly kisses all over my body until he reaches my breasts. With one hand, he inches up the pink dress I’m wearing until I’m naked, throwing it off the bed.

For a moment, I feel self-conscious, wanting to wrap my arms around my body and curl away, but his ravenous eyes and the way he licks his lips at the sight of me makes me feel good. Makes me feel wanted. Proud.

He grabs my wrists and firmly pins them above my head, pressing another kiss to my lips before going down. His lips roam freely across my chest, and he groans when he reaches my nipples. Suckling them one by one, he takes his sweet time to treat them well. Heat rises through my body as need crawls through my veins.

I should feel embarrassed for letting him take me like this, for being so easy, for letting go of my inhibitions. But then I remember it’s my only way out of here.

And when he sucks and licks me like that, it makes my eyes roll to the back of my head.

I can’t deny that it feels good, and I can’t say no because I don’t want him to stop.

I quiver underneath him as his hand slithers down my body and between my legs, cupping my pussy. Wetness pours out against his palm as he claims my breasts with his mouth. He’s like an animal wanting to devour me, and I actually want to give myself up to his needs even though he’s my first.

My first … ever.

And it’s about to happen.

Oh, God.

The panic rises again, but when his fingers start to thrum and play with me, I lose my mind again, forgetting why I was afraid in the first place.

It feels so good. Everything he does with his fingers, his mouth, his hands … everything feels like it was made for me, and only me.

His mouth covers mine again, and I moan into his mouth as he explores my pussy. I can’t help it. I want more, so much more, and he gives me exactly that when he lowers himself between my legs and licks me down there again. His tongue expertly rolls around my clit, making it thump. I want to run my fingers through his hair, but I’m frozen to the bed with my hands still above my head where he left them.

I scrunch the sheets with my fingers and suck in a breath when his mouth cups my pussy, sucking hard. The pressure he applies changes rapidly, his tongue circling around like he wants to eat me and then some.

I’m amazed he’s doing this instead of pleasuring himself. I expected him to immediately want to come, but instead, he’s focusing on me. Like he wants to ease me into it. Make me happy. Make me his.

It’s working, all right. He’s twisting me around his tongue and pushing me to the peak of ecstasy. When another hungry groan leaves his mouth, I fall apart in sweet bliss. He captures me with his mouth as I buck below him, wanting his mouth everywhere, all over my body. God, I want it all.