Page 39 of The Savage King


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“Tell me what you need,” he rasps.

Oh, my God. My heart races as Todd’s voice echoes inside my head.This pussy is mine.But I need the ache gone.

It would be only once. Not his cock. Not his body or his mouth. I just need to come and then I won’t want him again.

“I can do it myself—”

“No,” Decker says firmly.

Oh.

“Then just your hand.”

Self-hate spreads through me like a freight train. Still, I am powerless to stop this, especially as those silver eyes turn dark.

“Take off your panties.”

I wriggle out of them at record speed as Decker climbs under the covers. He spins me so my back is against his front, and I feel his warm breath against my neck.

His strength takes my breath away, although it’s when he lifts my thigh and places it over his leg, that the air gushes against my flesh and I lose all sense of anything.

Except him.

He tugs up my T-shirt and the hand underneath reaches to cup one of my breasts.

“Just... I don’t want to enjoy this,” I say.

“Then don’t,” he says darkly.

I’m determined not to until his fingers press against my clit, and I jolt, closing my eyes as I cry out. Circling a few times, Decker slides further through my folds until he finds me wet.

Who am I joking? I’m soaked.

“Don’t enjoy this, Isabelle. Don’t enjoy the feeling of me sliding inside your pussy,” he says, pressing two fingers into me.

“Oh, god.”

I’m really trying not to, except he has skills. His powerful and dominating body wrapped around me makes every inch of me feel like a live wire.

“Don’t think about my mouth on your clit, sucking it, licking your juices, and fucking you with my hand,” Decker growls, thrusting his fingers in and out, then returning to my swollen nub.

Every part of this is wrong. Him. This place.

The fact he’s not Todd.

Yet nothing in the universe could stop me, nor do I want to. His dirty words, his mouth at my neck, and his scent have driven all sense from me.

This man is dangerous. To me.

“Don’t think about me spreading your legs and shoving my thick cock inside you, making you scream while I fuck you over and over until you can’t walk.”

“No,” I mutter, since I need him to know I am not enjoying this.

That it's primal and not him I want.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you,” Decker says, rolling my nipple in his fingers. “For me to use your pussy as my own fuck toy. Any time, in any way, I want.”

Oh, God.

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