Page 40 of Savage Devotion


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When his tongue swirls against my lower lip, I eagerly part my lips to let him in. Damian’s tongue delves deep, stroking and twisting with mine in a heated duel. The sound of our kissing fills the room, along with my soft whimpers of pleasure.

My entire body feels like it’s burning up from the inside out. Liquid heat pools low in my core, an insistent throbbing growing between my thighs. My hands roam feverishly over the hard planes of Damian’s body, finally sinking into his thick, dark hair.

Damian growls, the rumbling vibration only stoking the blazing desire coursing through my veins. One of his hands leaves my waist to cup my jaw, holding me in place as he plunders my mouth with his tongue.

I’m drowning in pure sensation, every nerve ending like a live wire. I had never felt so thoroughly consumed by sheer want. My whimpers grow louder and more desperate against Damian’s kisses.

Damian pulls back a fraction, much to my displeasure. His piercing gaze bores into mine, lust and hunger burning in those dark depths.

Lust and hunger for me.

But there’s a question in those dark eyes. He wants me to set the pace.

I can do that.

My mouth falls onto his neck as I suckle and lick the tender skin there. Damian moans and tips his head back, encouraging me further. My hands yank his shirt from the waistband of his suit pants and explore every plane of his hot, muscular chest.

I nip at the sensitive skin where his neck meets his shoulder, and he hisses, digging his fingers almost painfully into my hips. “Fuck, Alexis.”

His moan only encourages me as I continue to lavish kisses to his skin, my fingers unbuttoning his shirt until I can push it off his shoulders, sending it pooling to the floor.

I can’t help but be struck by the sheer beauty of Damian’s body, and his undeniable allure overwhelms my senses. Suddenly, there’s an overwhelming need to have Damian now.

Running my hand over the bulge in his pants, I laugh softly as he hisses and bucks his hips forward.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” Damian growls.

I stroke my fingers down the length of his cock again, but this time, Damian captures my mouth in a heated kiss.

I bite his lower lip.

That seems to be his undoing as he grabs me, crushing my body to his. His hands grab my ass as he presses me against his considerable length. I moan into his mouth as I feel his hard cock press against me. My fingers grapple in his hair, tugging the strands as I grind against him.

Hissing, Damian removes me from the wall and pushes me toward an adjustable exercise bench. My back collides with the inclined seat as Damian kneels in front of me. With a wicked grin, he pulls down my biker shorts and underwear until I’m exposed to him.

I want to clamp my legs together and hide, but one look from Damian prevents me from doing so.

“Do you know how hard it is to work when all I think about is my face buried in your pussy?” He growls, and my insides turn liquid at his words. The throbbing between my legs is becoming unbearable.

“Please,” I whimper, squirming against the seat, desperate for any type of friction.

Damian laughs huskily. “As you wish.”

I’m nearly undone when he drags his tongue up my center. I moan at the same time he does, and he licks me again, lingering at the apex of my thighs, sucking and nipping at my clit, before he begins again.

I don’t even know what I’m saying as I cry out, arching further into his tongue, but Damian only laughs, denying me what I crave. He slowly licks me again before sliding two fingers inside me.

God, fuck. It’s just too good. I moan as my hips arch against his hand, thrusting in time with his fingers. Damian’s breathing is uneven as he asks me, “How do you want it?”

How can he even expect me to answer him when he’s fingering me like this? “Hard,” I whimper, only focusing on the exquisite feeling of his fingers pumping in and out of me.

Damian chuckles, a low, sexy sound that makes my toes curl. “Good girl,” he purrs.

Then, his fingers are gone and I whimper at the loss of sensation. I’m just about to do the damn job myself when I hear the sounds of his pants unbuckling and unzipping, and then, his mouth is back on my pussy, and I cry out, thrusting against his tongue.

But that wicked mouth of his is moving up, pressing kisses to my stomach, to my covered breasts, and then to my lips where he crushes them in a searing kiss that has my heart thumping even harder than before.

“Damian,” I moan against his mouth as he straddles me, his hard cock pressing against my stomach. “Damian, please.”

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