Chased (Savage Men 3)

“Don’t say I never warned you,” he growls.

I chuckle, but I’m immediately interrupted by his lips smashing onto mine.

He claims both my mouth and my pussy as his, sliding his fingers up and down my slit. He moans into my mouth, a wicked smirk spreading on his lips. “You’re already wet. Miss me that much?”

I nod, but then he captures my mouth once more, and I’m lost in desire again.

His tongue expertly twirls around mine as his fingers toy with me, and I can barely keep my hands steady as I palm him. His impressive length still makes my mouth water, still makes me want to beg.

But I don’t even have to because he’s already one step ahead of me, pushing me down onto the floor with simple kisses and greedy touches. He’s right on top of me, fondling me, shoving his fingers up into my pussy as if he owns it. And he does. He owns every inch of my soul.

For this exact reason, I can never escape him. Even if he lets me leave, I could never turn my back. Not on this. Not on him.

“Fuck, I need you,” he says through ragged breaths. “I need to feel you.”

“Fuck me,” I say as he pulls my hands above my head in a vise grip. He pauses, and his hand twitches. I say it again. “Fuck me.”

The louder the words, the tighter his hand pushes down my wrists. I love how it feels. Love the way he turns into a savage beast.

He grunts and shoves my skirt up even farther, parting my legs as he positions himself on top of me. “Oh, I’m going to fuck you all right.”

“Yes,” I moan as his tip enters me.

“Hard,” he adds.

“Yes …” I mewl as he thrusts in.

“Fast.”

I gasp as he pulls out and buries himself deep inside me again.

He grabs my face and smashes his lips on mine, fucking me into oblivion. And I’m loving every second of it; my mind completely wasted on lust.

“I can’t be gentle, Syrena,” he whispers, nibbling on my lip.

“I want you … Chase,” I murmur as his fingers twist my nipples, making it hard to breathe.

“You want the monster?” he asks.

Suddenly, he slaps my breast, making me squeal, then rams his cock inside me while I do.

“Say it!”

“I want you,” I say. “Give me the monster.”

“How long? One fuck?” he asks as he thrusts into me. “One night? One week?”

“Forever.”

He pauses and leans over to caress my cheek. Then he grasps my chin. “Is this your choice?”

I don’t even need to think about it. That’s how certain I am. I don’t even care what happened. All I care about is him being with me … inside me.

“Yes,” I reply.

The admittance feels like a breath of relief.

He smiles and gives me a peck on the lips. “Good …” he groans, fucking me even harder. “Because I’m not letting you escape ever again.”

He leans up and slides back inside my pussy. I can feel his length bumping inside me, the feeling like heavenly sin. I moan with each thrust, my body covered in goose bumps, deliciously rippling with heat.

His hand lowers from my chin to my neck, carefully sliding his fingers down so I can feel every inch of them … and then he wraps them around my throat. All while still fucking me madly.

“Are you afraid?” he asks.

I shake my head.

I know he won’t hurt me.

He loves me too much, needs me too much to ever risk it.

His fingers tighten, and still, I don’t feel anything but the need for him to go beyond what both of us thought was possible. I want to give him my all, even if it means handing over my life.

With him, I just know I’m safe.

I just know.

Our bond goes deeper than skin. Deeper than any pain anyone could ever inflict on me.

And this? Him holding me down like some kind of pet? This doesn’t feel like a threat.

It feels like an invitation.

A game to see if I’m willing to let myself go for his needs.

And I am.

This is all a power play. It’s something he craves, something I can give.

So I let him push me to my limits as he fucks me on the floor until I’m almost out of breath.

Then he releases me, and I suck in air, only for him to wrap his fingers around my neck again. I focus on the smell of hot sex, the sound of his animalistic moans, and the feel of his balls slapping against my skin.

And as he comes, so do I.

Right as his fingers practically choke me, my pussy begins to thump, and an explosion of orgasmic proportions builds up through my body. His thrusts stop deep inside me as his cum jets into me, accompanied by a roar that sounds like euphoria to me.