Page 58 of Savage King


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Her cotton-candy pink butt, her hole contracting, fuels me with the savage need to fuck her there. But she’s not ready for that.

Right now, I need to free my aching cock and bury it deep inside her cunt once and for all. Make her mine. Pin her down and fuck her hard until she’s crying out my name as I unload inside her weeks’ worth of buildup.

Do I want our first time to be punishment? Domination? Force her submission? I need to make her mine. But I don’t want to scare her and make her first time traumatic.

I’ve already made the decision to only have sex with her. Can I make her the woman I need to satisfy me? Forever?

“Isabella,” I call out to her. “I didn’t give you a safeword before, that was my bad. Do you want me to stop?”

“Stop what?” she turns her head and looks at me.

I don’t know what look is on my face, I never spanked a wife. Heck, I never spanked Norah. Whatever my face is saying, makes Isabella drag in a shaky breath.

I growl, “Everything. You can leave if you want. If this all too much.” I loosen my grip, waiting for her to spring off of me. The words echo in my head, I just told her she can leave me.

She’s unusually silent, clearly aroused, but not struggling. She likes being spanked. Likes letting me punish her simply because she frightened me.

Her cheeks are nearly as pink as her face as she catches her breath. “No.”

“No, what?”

“I want to stay with you.” Her words sound bland, but her writhing and soaked pussy suggest something very different. She was raised to be a good girl, perhaps taught shame and sex go together.

“Tonight changed things for me,” I admit with a tight chest. “Thischanges me too. Don’t hold back on me now. We can have something very explosive.”

She pushes her face into the cushion.

“No, look at me, wife.”

Her eyes land on me and electricity fires through my veins. “I want that. I want us to have more than my parents did. Please, Kieran.”

Her begging destroys me. Undoes me. A life that was stolen from me has landed in my lap, wrapped in a cherry-red butt and writhing pussy that wants more of my savage love.

This is our beginning and I’m not passing it up.

My dick feels like steel, my balls throb, I want her so much, I can barely breathe. I exhale slowly, my control on thin ice.

I drag those panties all the way off and pull her back into my lap. “Spread your legs. Grind that wet pussy on my cock.” Holding her face, I kiss my wife, deeply, madly, insanely because I’m more wound up that I think I’ve ever felt with a woman.

Isabella eagerly returns my kisses, hugging me tightly. Moans, soft and so fucking feminine mewl from deep in her throat. We go at each other’s mouths for what feels like forever and I’m ready to explode. I gently push her off me because I’m about to come in my pants.

I eye her dress, her breasts moving underneath. “Take off your clothes.”

“I have nothing else to wear.”

I smirk. “That’s the point. Take off that dress, or I’ll rip it off.”

“Asshole,” she mutters, and I can’t help but laugh. “At least help me.” She offers me her side to unzip the dress at the hip, as it’s mostly open in the back.

“Aye, my pleasure.” I skate the zipper down then brush my knuckles along her exposed back. Touching her sparks my heart to life again. I push the parted half off, but she steps away.

“I can finish.” She turns around and drops the dress, kicking it away with umph.

I swear, she’s enjoying stripping for me. Standing there in just a bra, she makes my mouth start to water. “Can I get my pajamas?” she asks.

“Oh, no, bella. In my bed, you sleep naked. Like me.” I stand, hovering over her. “Completely naked. Now.”

She unclips the bra that opens in the front and…Fuck.Her naked body thrills me more than it should. She’s too young for me. But she’s bleedin’ perfect. And untouched, something I’m not sure I know how to handle, given the man I am today.

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