A Mate for the Savage(23)

“Mine,” he groaned against her mouth, his voice deeper, more distorted. “You’ll own me just as much as I own you, my female.”

He moved his thumb along the pulse right below her ear. He gently bit her lip, and a gasp left her. She felt his fangs, and a fresh gush of moisture left her pussy.

Audrey had her hands on his chest, his muscles firm beneath her palms. Gods, he was so strong. He growled out, grabbed her wrists in a firm, but gentle hold, and brought her arms above her head. She was stretched out for him like an offering, but maybe that’s what he wanted?

The growl that came from him was gruff, so dangerous sounding, that she should have been afraid, not impossibly wetter. He leaned down and ran his tongue along the arch of her throat, which had Audrey moaning out for more, not even caring that she begged him.

With one little nip to her neck and the tip of his fangs pressed to her flesh, he had her turned around before she could even inhale. Now on her belly with her ass all but in the air, she felt him smooth his hand over the length of her spine. Her heart was beating in her throat. She heard it in her ears and felt perspiration cover her body.

Is that even possible?

Everything was happening so fast, but she didn’t dare stop it, not for how inflamed she was.

He ground his erection against her ass, and she closed her eyes and bit her lip. He was huge, and she wished he’d take off his leathers so she could feel all of him.

As if he read her mind he moved away from her only long enough to all but tear his pants off. She looked over her shoulder, felt her eyes widen, and knew Styx would stretch her oh so good.

His cock was long, thick, and massive. Her pussy clenched at the thought of him shoving all of that inside of her. He grabbed himself and started stroking his uncut dick, the foreskin being pulled back every time he ran his palm down his length.

“You like what you see, female?”

“Yes,” she said instantly.

“This is all for you.” He took a step closer. “This will only ever be for you.”

Her throat tightened and her mouth went dry.

Styx was back on top of her a second later, his bare erection now on her naked ass. A gasp left her at the heat that came from him, and at the feeling of his pre-cum smearing along her overheated flesh.

This felt good and he wasn’t even inside of her yet.

He placed his hands on either side of her outer thighs, and slowly moved them up. His hands were warm, big, and slightly calloused. They were warrior hands, ones that knew what it meant to work hard and kill to defend and protect.

He groaned. “I can smell you, female, smell your arousal, your need for me to give you this.” He pressed his dick in the crease of her ass. “You’re so ready for me, your body needing my cum.” His words were low and deep, and she bit her lip harder. “You are so wet for me.”

“I’ve never had sex,” she said on a breath.

He squeezed his fingers on her outer thighs. “I know, mate.” He sounded pleased with that. He growled low in his throat like some kind of feral animal. “I’ll make this good for you, gentle this first time.”

She held her breath. The wickedness of his words and this situation had her on the verge of passing out.

Styx moved down the length of her body until she felt his warm breath along the top of her ass. He kissed and licked her flesh, and then grabbed the cheeks and clenched his fingers around the mounds. When he spread her bottom and the cool air moved along the crease she let out the breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding.

He groaned, and she knew he was staring at the area he had exposed. “You’re so fucking juicy for me.” He speared a finger through her slit, and she bit her lip harder, tasting blood as she broke the skin.

“Ask me for it again.”

“Please,” she begged.

Styx spanked her right cheek first, the sound of flesh being hit echoing off the cavern walls.

“Your body craves me.” He rubbed her between her legs again, proving that she was even wetter after he spanked her.

At the first touch of his tongue on her pussy, she couldn’t contain the cry that left her. And then he feasted on her like she was his last meal. Styx licked up the center of her pussy, and she cried out from the pain and pleasure coalescing into one.

Gods.

“Styx, yes. That feels so good.”

He groaned against her, the sloppy sounds of him eating her out filling the cavern.

She clenched the furs beneath her, needing something to hold onto. Shifting slightly, her ass ended up being propped up more, and was obscenely shoved in Styx’s face. But he groaned at that fact and sucked on her pussy harder, faster.

He sucked her clit into the hot, wet depths of his mouth, and that was the end of it. She came for Styx, just opened herself up and experienced what he had to give her. She knew she could enjoy this, embrace it, because this wasn’t the end.