Page 67 of Savage Thief


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One at a time, I wrap my bare legs around his middle and this time I take what I want.

Heavy breathing, hard kissing, and a massive cock between my legs.

I have everything I want at this moment.

Shaking beyond control, I shimmy my hips and sigh when his thick girth moves through my juices. The bulbous head pushes against my clit and I rock back and forth on him, lust drunk.

He stands and takes me with him, never breaking our kiss.

Holding me like this must be killing his shoulder, but if he’s not saying anything, neither am I.

I tear my lips from his and let myself fall into those dark eyes. “What do you care who the father is?”

He leans his head on my shoulder and every ragged breath he exhales pulls at the heartstrings I wish I could slash.

“Tell me, Asena or I swear to God as my fucking witness I will fuck you until you can’t even say your own name, much less the bastard you let touch your body.”

“You should know better than to make promises like that.”

And just like that my monster takes control and forgets about everything but me, him, and the dark cravings we share.

I gasp when he takes a step back and we fall into the pool.

I guess that is the wrong answer because in the next second everything turns blurry.

Cool water swooshes around us and I mentally let go. His lips come back to mine and encased in silence I drag in his very essence as he slides into my pussy. Metal balls glide through my tight channel, caressing every nerve ending. Fire shoots through my blood and my heart accelerates. My hold on his hair tightens as he digs into my hips.

He pulls me in and with one hard thrust he seats himself fully inside me and I break away from the kiss; the rest of my air escapes in bubbles of relief above me.

Around us, his inky hair meshes with the fiery red of mine. Like darkness and life. One begins where the other ends in perfect harmony.

I hook my ankles around him and he takes us to the surface. Clinging to one another, we both drag in harsh breaths. A few steps and he has us at the end of the pool. He withdraws, flips me around, and takes me from behind as I spread out over the stairs.

Gripping the tiled step, I move into him the second he positions the tip at my entrance. It’s rough, fast, and the most beautiful thing I’ve felt in four long years.

“Argh!” I cry out and match his frantic rhythm, needing him deeper. There’s nothing but raw lust between us right now and I’ll take every last second of it.

Calloused hands grip the roundness of my ass before gliding over the dip of my back.

Another second and his roaming touch is back on my ass. This time he’s stroking over the stretch marks left by my pregnancy. Gliding in and out of me, it takes all I have to brace against the stairs. My knees slide over the wet stairs but I don’t give a damn. This is too good!

“Beautiful,” he murmurs. I don’t know if he thinks I can’t hear him over my heavy panting or not, but the three-syllable word is unmistakable.

I reach around and grip his hand in mine while the other arm wraps around my center. Locked into place there’s only one way either of us is leaving this bathhouse.

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Dragon

Fuck, this woman slays me to the core. I could die happy right now knowing I had one last taste of her on my dick, our bodies locked together as one.

Her pussy gloves my length and for several seconds I don’t breathe. Anything that breaks the spells cocooning us from the rest of the world is unwelcome.

Water swirls and splashes around us only adding to the magical moment of finally—finally—having Asena again. Not just her body, but her tastes, her body heat. Her energy. The feel of her warmth is as addictive as her kisses. When a man lives with one foot in the grave the coldness gets to be too much at times. One finger at a time sinks into her softness. I hold her tightly to me and pound into her body, driving out the demons that chase us both so we can have this one moment to ourselves.

Our chaos, our lust. Our cravings for one another.

I’d take as many bullets as needed to end up right back here with her. Steam from the nearby sauna rolls over the cool water. It plays in her hair giving her a mystical appearance and I’m instantly caught under her spell. A witch. My witch. She thinks she’s leaving but no power in this world will draw her from me. Not even death. I’ll wait for her on the other side and then when her time comes, we’ll walk that plane together too.

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