Locked (Savage Men 2)

“I do,” I reply, sucking on his cock.

“Show me then,” he growls, his eyes darting toward my legs. “Show me how much you want it.”

With one hand, I slide away the banana leaf while the other is still working my pussy. I don’t even feel shame as his eyes take in all that I’m doing. They flicker with need, making me want to come.

“Make yourself come,” he says, and I nod.

He points at his dick and then beckons me to come closer, so I do, and I put him in my mouth again. He pushes and makes me choke on his dick, but I love the way it feels. Love that I have no control over this.

I’m flicking furiously, my nub swollen and aroused.

“Fuck,” he hisses, pulling me back. “Keep going.”

I do what he says, losing myself in the moment, licking him as fast as I can.

Right as his cock pushes against the back of my throat, he growls, “Come.”

His deep voice makes my legs quiver, and ecstasy follows. With his shaft all the way down my throat, I fall apart, right in front of him.

He pulls out of me as I sink to the floor. But I can’t stop looking at him with hungry eyes, desperate for more. I want him to take away the pain, the fear, the regrets. Everything that ruins us both until nothing’s left.

“Take me,” I say, holding up my hands.

He squints. “You sure?”

I nod. “Take away the fear. I don’t want it anymore.”

He lowers his head. No nod, no words. I don’t need any. He knows what I need.

What I’ve needed from day one.

He gets up from the chair and grabs me. I squeal as he lifts me and throws me over his shoulder. But it’s not one of terror or worry … it’s one of excitement.

Accompanying Song: “Only Human” by Cold Showers

Lock

She’s lost her mind.

But I’m glad she did.

Her giving in to me is the best thing to happen since she landed on this island. Finally, I get to do whatever the fuck I want to her body, and she won’t protest.

It’s like a wish come true even though I don’t deserve it.

I guess she is just too perfect.

And too fucking sexy to resist.

I throw her down on the bed and grasp the rope from the small wooden handmade cabinet. The look on her face changes from playful to dread, so I sit down beside her and press a kiss to her lips.

“This is what you want, isn’t it?” I murmur.

She nods softly, sucking in a breath when I grab her wrists and pin them to the head of the bed.

One by one, I tie her wrists to the bed. Then I slowly lower myself on top of her. I sniff and smell the fear. I slide down her body and linger near her pussy, my tongue dipping out to take a quick lick. It immediately takes the tension off.

I smile as I continue my path up her body and steal a greedy kiss.

Then I grasp the rope she used to tie the leaves around her breasts and rip it in two. She squeals from my ferocity, the feral way with which I destroy the last shred of who she was before she came here. For one moment, our eyes connect. Then I bury my face between her tits and ravage her, kissing them, licking everywhere, sucking hard on her nipples until they’re peaked. Until they are what I remember them being.

Mine.

“Are you afraid of me?” I ask, arching my back to tower high above her.

She has nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide.

Strapped to my bed … completely submitted to my will.

To my mercy.

And still, she shakes her head.

It’s a lie, I can tell, but I don’t mind. This is what she truly wanted. And to get rid of her fear, she has to face it. She has to give in.

So I’ll give her what she wants. Me … in my most carnal form.

I perch myself right on top of her. “Open your mouth,” I say, using my thumb to help her.

Then I shove my cock inside. Slowly, steadily … completely inside until the base.

She chokes and heaves but manages to keep it inside.

I pull out and slowly go back in again, adding a thrust.

Her eyes widen as she realizes what I’m going to do, but she accepts it anyway, without protesting, her mouth remaining open for me.

Just as I want her to.

Each thrust is a little faster until I can’t stop myself anymore and go all out. She gulps in air as I take it out and go back inside again. I don’t stop the assault on her mouth because this is what she begged me to do.

To give her all the fear … and leave her with none.

Her saliva coats my cock, making it easy to slip and slide into her throat. Her gargles are a turn-on. Her eyes fill with tears from the poking in the back of her throat, and I lean over to lick them off her cheeks.