Page 23 of Taming Savage


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I’m dying to know what happened to him so I can protect him from his fears, but now is not the time to ask. “Okay. You want me to put you over my knee, or get on all fours?”

He shivers again, but I have a feeling it has nothing to do with the storm. “Knee.”

I sit up in bed and maneuver him around until his chest is on the bed and his ass is hiked in the air. I wish there was some light so I could get a glimpse of how he looks. Lightning flashes quickly and I get my wish, seeing Abel’s flushed face and bubble butt in the air. But he starts shaking again and I curse myself for wanting to see him. I soothe him by rubbing my hand over his back, rubbing in soft, slow circles.

“It’s okay, baby,” I murmur to him, hoping my voice is soothing and not frightening him more. My tone must be correct because he melts in my lap. Thank God. “We’ll go to five. Make sure you count for me.” I keep my voice low and comforting. I hear his answer of assent muffled against the mattress.

Moving my hand down to his ass, I squeeze one of his cheeks and he whimpers, pushing back into my hand. Though it’s not the plan, I grab another handful of Abel’s ass. God, it’s so plump and feels so good under my hands. Without warning, I bring my hand down on his ass, making him jump and moan loudly. “One …”

Again, I swat his bottom, feeling it jiggle under my hand and feeling his hard dick on my thigh. I adjust my leg so he can use it to rub himself off. “Two. God, Sav.” His voice is rougher than I’ve ever heard it, only after two swats.

Swat number three lands in the middle of both cheeks, making him squeak out the number with a loud moan. Thunder rumbles loudly, but Abel is stuck in his blissed-out world, focused on the heat on his ass. Just where we both want him. Running my hand over the plump globes, I squeeze and knead the flesh more, loving how soft and juicy it feels. Wanting my dick between them.

Abel is moving his hips faster against my leg, working himself up. I bring my hand down once more and Abel cries out. I pause because I’m not sure if that’s pleasure or pain. “Okay, baby?”

“Yes. Please, Sav.”

Before the words are out of his mouth, I give him the final swat. His hips jerk and he lets out a low moan I feel through my entire body. “That’s five. Do you want more?”

“No, no more.” I move him from over my knees and pull him into my arms, loving the feel of him there, loving that I can comfort him. We sit there for a while, me whispering soft words to him and Abel melting into my chest. Then he says something that sets my brain on fire. “I want you to fuck me.”

I freeze. He wants me to what? It’s the fear of the storm, that’s all. Before I can turn him down, he straddles me and presses his body into me. “I just … want to not think. That will help me not think. I want you, Sav.” And then he shorts my brain when he kisses the exposed skin on my chest up to my neck. I growl and flip him over onto his back.

He lets out a small laugh and puts his soft, warm hands on my sides. One right over my scars. “I’ll fuck you if that’s what you want, Abel.”

“Yes. But can you go slow, please? It’s my … first time.”

I glance at him quickly, but it’s so dark in the room he can’t see me. “First time?”

“Y-yeah. I haven’t done … that before.”

“Was it your first time sucking cock, too?” I know my words are crass, but I need to know. That’s something he should have told me.

The bed moves with the shaking of his head. “No. I like doing that because I’m in control. I’ve just never … wanted anyone to fuck me before.” Thunder cracks and Abel jumps slightly, but not as violently as he did before. I’m sure the conversation is distracting both of us.

I sit up and look down at his form laid out on the bed. I wish I could see his face. This is a conversation we should have in the light, not when they’re shut off because of my own insecurities. But I don’t dare turn the light on. It might break the spell.

“And you want me?” I ask, unbelievably. “Is it because of the storm? Because you’re afraid?” I would hate that to be the reason. I will take him if he wants me to if it’ll help him, but it would be better if he wantedme, not just to forget.

He sighs, then I feel him sit up in the bed. I drop to my butt and face him, even though we can’t see each other through the thick darkness of the night. “Partly. But not really. Maybe I’m using this as an excuse.” He sounds unsure, but not because he doesn’t want me. More because he doesn’t know how I’ll react.

With shock, I realize he wants me.He wants me.To be the first one inside his beautiful body, taking what he would give to no one else. I’m honored,horny, but apprehensive.

I reach out slowly, coming in contact with his knee. He jumps a little and I press my hand there, calming him with my touch. I make a path from his leg, to his flat belly, up to his neck and, finally, his face. I cup his cheek and he leans towards my touch. His breathing is off, sending puffs of warm breath over my palm.

“Lie on your back,” I tell him, then follow him down to the bed. He spreads his legs and I settle between them without putting my weight on him. “I’ll make it good for you. I promise.”

“Oh, yes,” he says softly, melting into the bed. “Sav?” When I hum to acknowledge him calling my name—mynew nickname—he asks a question that, again, fries my brain. “Can you kiss me too?”

“You want that?” I ask a little sharply, then get myself under control. “You want me to kiss you? Truly?” I feel him nod against the hand I still have on his face. I haven’t kissed anyone in years. Haven’t been close enough to, and no one wants to feel my scars under their palms. Except … Abel. My beauty.

“Yes, Abel. I’ll kiss you.”

“Thank you,” he says breathily, like I’ve given him a great gift.

Before I can think better of it and before he can change his mind, I drop my mouth to his and our lips meet for the first time. AndGod, it’s so good. His soft lips are pliant under mine, gentle in their uncertainty. He tastes like sugar and happiness, like the sweetest thing I’ve ever had on my tongue.

His tongue slowly strokes over mine and he moans softly in my mouth. I return the moan, feeling this kiss everywhere. Abel wraps his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. And in a show of his strength, he pulls me down until most of my weight is settled on his body. When I come in contact with his hard cock, I snatch my mouth away from his with a hiss.

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