Page 6 of Savaged By the Beast

She shakes her head and her golden-blond hair slips out of her ponytail, trailing down her cheek and shoulder. “No. Why?”

“What about the child?”

“Oh,” she mumbles. “He’s my nephew. I’m his guardian since my sister and her husband died. That’s why I came home.”

Satisfaction flares up like a flame searing my insides. There’s no one. Just me. I want to be the man that holds her, touches her and never lets her go. Fucks her into oblivion every night until she can’t walk for the next three days.

I reach out and touch her shoulder, electricity zinging through my fingers when I run my fingers down her arm and touch her smooth golden skin. I wrap my calloused fingers around her slender fingers and tug her over the console.

She squeaks and then my lips slam down on hers. Fire flares up like a flashpoint and shivers roll through my body. Thunder bears down on me and rain lashes at my soul. She moans and the electric currents widen, expanding into my entire being. My soul is lashed with her. The fire, the flame, the storm that roars in my mind.

I run my lips along hers and she opens to me like a flower to the sun. My tongue darts inside and drinks in the soft sounds she makes. Moans and grunts mingling in our combined breaths until I can’t tell where she ends and I begin. It’s all a maelstrom of need and lust. Desire so strong that it rises up in me like the unleashed fury of a tornado ripping everything around it to shreds.

She moves to sit on my lap and my dick throbs in time to her breaths. Wanting to be inside her, live inside her warm, wet walls for the rest of my days.

Her full hips writhe against me and I groan, tangling my hands in her hair and tugging it free from the band holding it. The soft, silky strands wrap around me, brushing my skin like cool silk. I hold her head steady and devour the sweet taste of her. Lose myself in her.

My claws grow and dig into her and she groans, tugging at the tether holding me. Keeping me from tearing her sweet little pussy apart. Marking her, claiming her as mine.

I pull back and her lips chase mine. A sly grin tugs at my lips. Yeah, she knows what she wants.

“Baby, we can’t do this in the car. And there’s something I need to tell you before I get inside that tight little pussy.”

She jerks back and her eyes widen, She scrambles off my lap. “I didn’t say I was going to have sex with you!” she hisses, her dark eyes flashing fire. “I just kissed you.”

I snort. “Yep. You sure did. And then you crawled up me like you were trying to crawl inside me.”

Her glare is fiery and fierce. Once again I feel my cock tightening even further. Damn, I like that look on her face. I like the fire, the fury of her. It calls to the barely-leashed animal inside me.

She raises her hand to slap me. I grasp it quickly. She tugs and pulls but I don’t let her free. “How dare you! What kind of woman do you think I am?”

I grab her face and turn it to me. “I think you’re all woman.” My eyes slide down her trembling body and heat flares in her dark eyes. “I think you’re mine. But I also think there are things youneed to know. And I’m not fucking you until you know all of it. I’m not taking away your choices. I would never disrespect you like that. Even though my dick is hard as a hammer and could drive nails.”

She pulls in a startled breath and shudders, her eyes closing. Then they open and I’m lost again. Trails of golden flames break up their dark depths. Hypnotized, I can only gaze in them. Like I used to gaze at the stars when I was a kid, wishing for my future. Now I see it in her.

“Tell me what you want to. Then I’ll get out of your hair,” she growls, trying to pull herself free again.

“Come inside. This might take a while.”

“Fine.” She slams the door open and stalks up the stairs. I adjust the blanket over my aching dick and take a deep breath, trying to ignore the pain from my straining rod.

“You can do this. You have to do this,” I breathe. There’s no other option. I need a win.

I step out of the car and stalk up the stairs to my future. My one and only love.

Chapter Four: Desiree

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I struggle to pull in a breath, still so turned on that it’s taking everything in me not to climb up his long, tall body like he’s a jungle gym.

His lean, dark and muscular body paces like a panther up the steps. He’s a beautiful man. Dark and seductive. His deep eyes glow again in the shadow of the porch and I squint at him, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. I’ve never seen anything like that before.

He opens the door and waves me through. I walk in and study the room. It’s warm and inviting. Masculine. Just a little stark and bare. It could use a woman’s touch for sure.

I turn around and hold my hand out when he starts to stalk up to me. “Wait! Don’t touch me. Just tell me what you need to tell me.”

He sighs and then grins mischievously. I can feel my heart skip a beat. He looks like a naughty little boy.