Free SavageLust by Desiree Holt Page A

knee kept up that steady rub, rub, rub. Arching up in frustration, she
tried to reach for his cock.
    “I wanted to be inside you the first time I came with you,”
he growled in her ear. “But sex has been missing from my life for so long I don’t
even carry a condom with me anymore.”
    Her eyes widened. Holy shit!
    “I have some,” she told him in an uneven voice. “Let me up
and I’ll get one.”
    “Where are they?” His words vibrated against her skin as he
nipped at her neck and licked the hollow of her throat.
    “In-in my bedroom.” She could hardly put words together
coherently. Regan had never shied away from sex, but no one had ever inflamed
her the way this man did. Suddenly and inexplicably, she was frantic with need
again. Already she was perched on the edge of another climax and he’d barely
touched her again.
    She could feel her inner wolf roaring to be let loose. Dante
was no shifter. But his rampant sexuality called to the hungry wolf inside her,
and she ruthlessly suppressed it.
    He swept her into his arms. “Which way?”
    In her bedroom, he snatched the covers back from the bed and
deposited her on the smooth sheets.
    “In here?” He yanked open the drawer of her nightstand.
    “Yes. Hurry.”
    His laugh had a raspy sound to it. “Someone else is frenzied
too.”
    She watched him slide the condom onto his shaft, his hands
shaking with need. Then he was looming over her, spreading her legs wide,
bending her knees back to fully expose her. Hunger glittered in his eyes as he
stared for a long moment at her cunt. Then he nudged her opening with the head
of his cock, pushing gently at first.
    Do it! she wanted to scream and tried to press
herself closer.
    He just shook his head and eased himself inside, his thick
shaft stretching her walls. Little by little, filling her. When she’d taken
every bit of him, every inch of his length, she wrapped her legs around his
waist to pull him closer and tighter. And the internal hunger spiked even more.
    “Do it,” she said, in a voice she barely recognized as her
own.
    “Look at me,” he demanded.
    She lifted her gaze to his. Saw heat and desire curling in
the dark eyes; saw the lines of hunger and need etched in his face. Felt the
tightening of every muscle in his body.
    “Please,” she begged.
    As if that were a signal he’d been waiting for, his hips
began a steady thrusting motion, his heavy cock rubbing the sensitive walls of
her pussy as it dragged over them, moving in and out. Regan’s entire body was
alive, every inch focused on the myriad of sensations rocketing through it. Her
nipples tingled, still hard from Dante’s mouth and teeth. Her breasts ached for
the feel of his hands again.
    But all those feelings coalesced at the center of her cunt,
where his cock was pulling and rubbing and raising her desire to an
unimaginable level.
    A muscle twitched in his jaw and those in his neck corded
with an obvious effort at control. He was waiting for her, watching to make
sure she’d be ready to tip over the edge of the earth with him. Sliding one
hand between them, he found her clit, rubbed it with two fingers.
    And just like that, she was there.
    “Now.” She nearly screamed the word. “Now, now, now!”
    They exploded together, a cataclysmic eruption of epic
proportions, both of them tossed into space and spun around by gale-force
winds. Regan lost all sense of self and time and place. Nothing existed except
this man, his touch, his glittering eyes and his shaft pulsing rhythmically in
her pussy. She convulsed over and over, consumed by the massive tremors and the
thick cloud of erotic pleasure.
    At some point, Dante moved his hand from its place on her
cunt and leaned forward, braced on his forearms. Their bodies pressed together,
slick with perspiration, and she wasn’t sure if the heart thundering through
her was his or her own. Aftershocks rippled as her breathing gradually evened
out and her pulse steadied itself.
    Although the