Page 32 of Savage's Honor


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“You want me to grab one of the sedatives?” my brother asks, following us.

“No, I’ve got this,” Savage remarks, not stopping until he’s at his door. “I’ll catch up with you in a bit.” Without letting me go, he unlocks, opens, and steps through the door before closing it with his foot.

Savage moves through the room until he’s at his bed, deposits me in the middle, and joins me there with his arm going around me.

“You okay, baby?”

The simple question has butterflies in my stomach at the tenderness in his voice.

“No,” I answer honestly.

“Talk to me. What’s going through your head right now?”

“I . . . I don’t . . . I just lost it. She wouldn’t leave me alone. I asked her to walk away.”

“Baby,” Savage utters, tucking me into him. “No one gives a shit. You beat the hell out of her, I want to know where your head’s at. I gotta be able to help you through it. To do that, I need to be able to know what you’re thinking.”

“What she said . . . she said . . .” I take a breath, eyes closed tightly. “I was worthless. A nobody. That I should’ve killed myself and left you alone. She said I wasn’t enough for you and that I wouldn’t give you what you wanted. And . . . and that I deserved what happened to me.”

“I’ll kill the bitch,” he growls tersely. “She’s fuckin’ dead for saying that shit to you.”

“I lost it on her when she said I deserved what happened to me. Like she knew exactly what happened. It was in her eyes. The way she seemed to gloat about it.”

“What do you mean, baby?” Savage asks, lifting on an elbow.

I open my eyes and meet his gaze, only to lose my breath at the rage swirling in his eyes. “Savage.”

“Honor, tell me what you mean. How did that bitch seem to be gloating?”

“It was in her eyes. The way she smirked. How she spoke. The smugness. I could tell she knew everything. And I mean everything.”

“Fuck me,” he snarls, jerks away, and gets to his feet where he starts pacing. “That bitch is going to suffer. I’m gonna find out what she was playing out.”

“Savage,” I whisper.

His eyes come to me for a split second before he keeps pacing. “I won’t let this shit slide. Not for a single second. The bullshit you’ve gone through is enough. I finally got you. You’re mine, and the bitches around here are going to learn. They do not fuck with you. I won’t allow it.”

“But . . .”

“No buts about it.” Whirling around on his toes, he comes back and climbs over me. “You’re mine, baby. I told you, you’re safe here. That I’m not going to let shit happen to you. That bitch crossed the line, and now they’re all gonna learn no one fucks with you again.”

I open my mouth to say something, but Savage’s mouth comes to mine. He claims my mouth, tongue sliding in mine. With just his kiss, everything else evaporates. I’m left in a fog surrounding me and this beautiful man. With every touch, each movement he makes, I’m consumed. What happened disappears, and I’m left thinking only of him.

Savage makes quick work of both his and my clothes. His body between mine, his cock lined up with my entrance, he thrusts home, taking me deep, taking me ruthlessly, taking me just how I need him. How I want him.

It doesn’t take long before he has me crying out, screaming his name as I’m hurdled over the edge of the abyss. My release washes through me, sending jolting sparks up and down my spine. It feels so good, and soon Savage joins me with a groan of his own.

The whole moment is beautiful, and he takes his time in pulling out. Rolling to his side, he pulls me into him. Still in my fog, I tilt my head back and meet his gaze. “You don’t use protection with me.”

“What?” He blinks.

“Condoms. You don’t use them with me,” I murmur.

Savage tenses, drops his head back on the pillow, and stares up at the ceiling. “Fuck.”

I didn’t take that as a good sign. Sucking in a breath, I bite my lip, wishing I hadn’t said anything. But it wasn’t the first time. Even the time months ago, he did the same. When I was raped, they were smart enough to wear condoms. I remember. I remember them stating they didn’t want to accidentally knock the bitch up. One said they should but that I’d probably kill it because of them, and since their DNA was in the system, they didn’t want to leave it inside me. Still, that didn’t stop them from also jerking off on me or peeing on me.

I close my eyes at the thought, pushing its way to the front of my mind. It’s not the first time I’ve thought about it, what they did to me. I’ve thought about it time and time again. Each time it feels like my skin is crawling and I want to scrub it all away. This time is no different, with the way Savage is acting about what I just told him. Like I tainted him.

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