Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
I want it too. I want to claim her as mine every day for the rest of my life.
I lower her onto her back, allowing her to sort out her legs as I pin her wrists above her head with one hand. The blankets beneath us are rough and I don't care. I doubt she does either. I use my free hand to unbutton her jeans, tugging them down her hips. She lifts up, helping me.
"These aren't even yours," I growl.
"Nothing is anymore." She kicks them off. "Except you."
I press my mouth to her neck, teeth grazing the soft skin there. "Say it again."
"I'm yours," she breathes. "Only yours."
My hand slides between her legs, finding her already wet. I groan against her throat. "Fuck, Savannah. You're soaked."
"Been thinking about you all day," she says, her voice breaking as I circle her clit with my thumb. "About last night."
"About me fucking you in front of everyone?" I slip two fingers inside her, feeling her clench around them. "You liked that, didn't you? Everyone watching while I claimed what's mine."
Her back arches. "Yes."
I work my fingers deeper, curling them to hit that spot that makes her gasp. "Tell me what you want, princess."
"Your mouth," she moans. "Please."
I release her wrists, moving down her body. I pause at her breasts, taking each nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting until she's writhing beneath me. Then I continue lower, trailing kisses down her stomach.
When I reach the apex of her thighs, I look up at her. Her eyes are half-closed, lips parted, cheeks flushed. She's never been more beautiful than she is right now—marked by my name, desperate for my touch.
"Spread your legs wider," I command.
She obeys instantly, opening herself to me. I take a moment just to look at her, pink, and swollen, and glistening wet. Mine. All fucking mine.
I lower my head and lick a long, slow stripe up her center. She tastes like heaven—like something I was never meant to have but took anyway.
"Oh, God," she gasps, her hands flying to my hair.
I devour her like a starving man, my tongue circling her clit before dipping inside her. Her thighs tremble on either side of my head, her fingers tightening in my hair. I slip my fingers back inside her as I suck her clit, and she cries out.
"That's it," I murmur against her. "Let me hear you."
Her hips buck against my face as I increase the pressure, working my fingers in and out while my tongue flicks rapidly over her clit. She's close—I can feel it in the way she tightens around my fingers, in the pitch of her moans.
"Legion," she pants. "I'm gonna—"
"Come for me," I growl. "Now."
Her entire body goes rigid as she shatters, a broken cry tearing from her throat. I don't let up, working her through it, lapping up every drop of her release until she's pushing at my shoulders, oversensitive.
I rise up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Good girl."
She smiles at me. Coyly. Knowingly. Boldly. She reaches for my belt, fumbling with the buckle. "I need you inside me."
I help her, undoing my jeans and shoving them down just enough to free my cock. It springs up, hard and aching. I position myself at her entrance, then slide the head into her pooling wetness.
"Tell me you want this," I say, my voice strained. "Tell me you're mine."
"I want this," she says, her eyes locked on mine. "I'm yours, Legion. Only yours."
I push into her in one smooth thrust, burying myself inside her pussy. We both groan at the sensation. She's tight and hot around me, perfect in every fucking way.
"Fuck, Savannah," I hiss through gritted teeth. "You feel so good."
I start to move, setting a slow, deep rhythm. Each thrust drives me deeper into her, claiming her all over again. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Harder," she begs. "Please, Legion. Harder."
I grip her hips, lifting her slightly, and drive into her with renewed force. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the small space, mixed with our heavy breathing and her little whimpers of pleasure.
"You like that?" I growl. "You like taking my cock like this?"
"Yes," she moans. "God, yes."
I increase the pace, fucking her hard and deep. Sweat beads on my forehead, drips down my chest. The brand burns with every movement, but I don't care. All that matters is Savannah beneath me, around me, taking everything I have to give.
"Touch yourself," I command. "I want to feel you come on my cock."
She slides her hand between us, her fingers finding her clit. The sight of her touching herself while I fuck her nearly sends me over the edge. I have to grit my teeth, focus on anything else to hold back.
"That's it," I encourage her. "Show me how you like it."