Caged (Savage Men 1)

By the time he’s done, I’m panting, and I feel so dirty, but he makes all the bad feelings go away with that tempting smirk of his as he leans up to peck me on the belly.

He works his way up again, all the way to my mouth, claiming me with that same tongue that gives me so much pleasure. I can taste my own sweetness on his lips, and it turns me on even more to the point of moaning into his mouth.

He responds with an equally eager groan. Then he wraps his hands around my waist and attempts to flip me around. I can feel his hard-on poke my thighs as he prepares to enter me. I brace myself against the bed and hold up a hand.

“Wait …” I mumble.

He frowns, confused as he’s gripping his own dick by the base, wanting to take me right now.

I place my hand against his ample chest and push back just a little to make him inch back. He’s on his knees, and I use the opportunity to crawl closer and straddle him.

If this is going to be it, I want it to be on my terms.

So I push myself onto his lap and lower myself onto his length until I feel it inside me, filling me up. I don’t stop, not until I’m all the way down to the base. It feels huge and thick inside me, throbbing with greed as I adjust to his size. He smiles and nuzzles me then presses a gentle kiss to my lips, after which we begin to rock.

At first, we go slow so I can get used to feeling his length inside me, thrusting up and down. I decide how fast we go and how deep. But I can’t help but take him all the way. I’m that infatuated, that lost in him, that I let myself go.

His firm hands wrap around my waist and back, holding me tight, pushing me up and down. Faster and faster until I’m bouncing up and down on his cock, his warm pre-cum making it slippery smooth. Each time my nipples brush his solid pecs, the friction causes them to stiffen. I blush as I look down at him. He won’t look away. He’s completely enthralled by me, and I can’t stop gazing into those lustful eyes.

I let him use me, let him fuck me raw like the beast he is.

My head tilts back as he presses a kiss to my neck and thrusts inside me hard and deep, filling me up. He grunts, and I can feel him pump inside me, releasing his seed. Jetting warm cum into me, he keeps going, fucking me until he’s sated.

And even then, it’s still not enough.

Still inside me, he rolls me off him and lies on top of me. He’s still hard and fast, fucking me like there’s no tomorrow. Like there’s nothing but him and me.

In and out. Hard and fast … and so damn deep.

His hand wraps around my neck, and he squeezes, holding on tight.

Fear engulfs me again as I feel the air leaving my body, but when he collects a kiss, I feel my body calm under his touch. He controls my body’s every need, my mind’s every thought, and I let him. He’s the only one I’d trust enough to choke me, knowing he would never go too far. I trust him … with my life.

That’s why my voice is here whenever he is.

He is the storm in my calm world.

The thunder in my clouds.

The sun in my darkness.

Right now, he is everything I need to know.

Like an animal, he pounds into me, cupping my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin. The pain makes me hiss, but he claims my mouth to stop me from feeling the pain by turning it into pleasure.

He keeps going, groaning like a beast. It feels so good; something inside me feels like it’s about to burst. To the rhythm of his thrusts, I come again, unwinding hard and with a moan. He tenses and goes in deep then pulls out and jerks himself off right on top of me. It squirts everywhere, coating my body in his cum as he comes undone.

Panting, he rubs his dick off on my pussy, rubbing it in deep, spreading it everywhere like he wants to get it all over me. Like he wants to mark me.

“Mine …” he growls.

There it is again.

That one word that unlocks my heart.

For a moment, all we do is stare at each other. Then he pounds down on me like a predator, but the kisses that follow are sweet and gentle as if he wants to tend to me, nurture me … take care of me.

He lies down next to me and wraps my body with his arm, tucking me into his fold. He’s huge, encompassing, but I feel safer with him than anywhere else in this place. I can hear his heart beat as he lies on his side, my face pushed against his chest. Listening to it reminds me of being human in a place where my humanity has been stripped from me.