A Mate for the Savage(24)

He sucked even harder, and her breath hitched.

“Tonight is about pleasing you, my female, even if my cock wants inside of you, wants to really have you in all ways.” He sucked on her harder.

He wasn’t even going to fuck her right now? She didn’t know if she’d even survive.

“I’ll be the only one that sates your needs.” He ran his teeth along her labia, and a gasp left her at the sensitivity of it.

He pushed her legs open more, stood behind her, and before she could contemplate what was happening he had her flat on her back again. He had both of her wrists in one of his hands once more, thrust above her head, and had her submitting to him in the most basic of ways. He bent down between her thighs and had his mouth back on her pussy.

He was relentless as he rubbed her clit, moved that thick digit around the opening of her body, not penetrating her, but promising that he could take her any way he wanted. “You have my beast coming out, mate.” He started to penetrate her with his finger, just one, and very slowly. His hand kept her pinned down for his ministration. He was relentless, wicked and demanding as he flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit, and barely fucked her with his finger.

The sound of his voice made vibrations on her clit, and she moaned out for more.

“I have feelings for you, Styx,” she whispered the words, as if they had a mind of their own.

He murmured against her flesh, “Mine.” He started sucking especially hard on the little nub, and she came again for him.

When her pleasure receded and they were both panting harshly, Styx pulled her into his arms and just held her. Maybe Audrey shouldn’t have felt anything but disgust for Styx, given the way they’d been brought together, but she couldn’t feel anything but the strong emotions coursing through her.

She turned her head and closed her eyes, breathing in his scent, that dark, intoxicating aroma. It felt so good to have him hold her, to have his big arms wrapped around her, making her feel protected, and cared for.

After everything she’d been through all Audrey thought about was how lucky she really was. This male had helped in more ways than just saving her life and tending to her. This male had given her hope in a rather bleak existence. And to her that meant the world.





Chapter Ten



The following day



Audrey tried her hand at cooking tonight’s dinner, and although she’d cooked plenty where she used to live, the meat she was working with, and the fruits and vegetables Styx had brought her, were unlike anything she’d ever used before.

He’d left to make sure the cave entrance was secure, and Audrey picked up one of the yellow pieces of vegetables, one that had a green stripe down the center and felt of earth. Since she wasn’t familiar with this area, she decided to use the meat and other ingredients to make a stew.

Picking up the strips of meat, she felt they were oily, thick, but they smelled incredible, even raw. Setting them in the large pot hanging over the flames on a fire spit, she started dropping in the cut up vegetables, added herbs Styx had given her, and then took a large wooden ladle and mixed it all together. For the stew not even being cooked yet, she had to admit the scent was delicious.

The sound of Styx approaching had her turning and looking toward the entrance of the cave. When he stepped through her body instantly heated, remembering what he’d done to her, given her, the night before.

She took a moment to just stare at Styx, at the way his body moved so fluidly, his muscles bunching and relaxing with every step he took, the intense expression he also wore. She felt herself become wet, wanted him inside of her desperately, but she’d never say it out loud. She couldn’t. But then Styx stopped just a few feet from her, set his sword down so it leaned against the rock wall, and turned to face her.

She watched as his pupils dilated, his eyes becoming dark, dangerous, but a trait she knew meant he was aroused. She also saw the tip of his fangs, and the side of her neck throbbed with the remembrance of him running those deadly points along her flesh, not puncturing her, but the threat, enticement there at the surface.

Food forgotten and arousal claiming every part of her, there was something that shifted in Audrey She found herself slowly rising, her pulse increasing, and the sound of the fire crackling not blocking out their increased respirations.

“Audrey,” Styx said her name softly, with heat. He inhaled, and a tingle spread through her at the knowledge he was taking in the fact she was wet for him. This low, animalistic sound left him, and then he was right in front of her. He had his head lowered, and ran the tip of his nose up the length of her throat.

“I can smell how much you want me, mate,” he growled out in a deep whisper.