Page 23 of Empire of Savages


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The growl that left his lips made me light-headed.

“Fuck, you taste better than I thought you would,” he rasped out, driving his tongue back through my slit and to my clit where he sucked viciously.

Grabbing at his hair, I pulled on instinct, and Nick’s accompanying groan made my blood simmer.

“Harder,” he grunted out, upping the tempo of his fingers. Flicking his tongue over my clit, I felt the pressure beginning to build. I gripped his hair harder, then pushed him down farther between my thighs. He was a savage—licking, sucking, and biting at me in his pursuit of my orgasm. It was when he ran his pinky finger through my arousal and slipped it just inside my asshole that I detonated around him. The waves of pleasure that had been building, and building, and building finally crashed, amplifying the euphoria that was spilling through my body and fizzing in my blood.

Nick was up on his feet a moment later, his hand on the zipper of his jeans. “Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll stop now.” He said the words with a feral look in his eyes. His jaw strained. The tendons in his neck pulled taut. “Alex,tell me.”

“I want it, Nick,” I whispered.

Nick’s grin was violent as he spat into his palm and ran it over his cock. With my chest still heaving from the orgasm, a scream was torn from my throat when Nick lined himself up with my entrance and pushed inside me. He gave me a minute to adjust to his size before sliding out to the tip, then thrusting back in. He bottomed out on his third stroke, and I arched myself back across his bike while he wrapped his big hands around my thighs, holding me in place. The new position made his strokes hit me slightly differently, and I felt him brushing up against my G-spot. My head was buzzing with the sensation, and I could feel every single inch of him inside me. His fingers tightened, and when I looked up, I could see the strain in his face.

“Fuck, your cunt is mine, Alex. You hear me?” he panted out, gaze fixed on my face. “I want your next orgasm on my fucking cock as it fucks into you. You going to give me what I want?”

“Yes,” I moaned, unable to stop myself from making a mewling sound.

“Now,” he hissed. “Give it to me.”

As if my body was his to command, the orgasm rushed forward, eclipsing all other thought. My whole body jerked upward, the pleasure crashing over me like a violent storm. I let the frantic waves wash over me until I could barely tell what was up and what was down. I was lost in this tempest, and I would happily drown in it if it meant I could feel this way one more time.

Nick groaned, thrusting twice more before coming buried inside me. His cock jerked. Twitched. I clenched my inner muscles, causing him to hiss. He slipped out of me, then helped me to slide off the bike. My legs felt weak. Reaching down between my thighs, he pushed his cum back inside me before bringing his fingers to my parted lips.

It tasted of both of us, and the sex we’d just had—thepublic sexwe’d just had—felt even more taboo. After withdrawing his fingers from my mouth, he sucked on them and what was left behind.

“You taste like fucking heaven,” he told me. “And your pussy was fucking made for me, Alex.” After zipping himself back up, he walked me to my door and pressed a kiss to my lips.

He waited until I was inside before starting up his bike and leaving. Running a hand through my disheveled hair, I couldn’t believe I’d let him eat me out, then fuck me on the back of his bike. Bliss would have a fucking field day when she found out.

“Fuck, Bliss,” I said, remembering that I’d been looking for her before I got… distracted. Pulling out my phone, I called her, and she picked up on the second ring.

“Thank God, Bliss, are you okay? Where are you?” I asked before she could say a word.

“I’m at the party. Where are you?”

Biting my lip, I said, “I had a panic attack. One of the guys took me home.”

“Which guy?”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m home now, but I need to know you’re okay.”

“I’m fine. I’ll find my own way home.”

I rubbed my fingers together anxiously. “Are you sure? Because I can get a lift back out there.”

“Don’t you dare. Get some rest. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Okay. Just… be safe, okay?”

“Always am.”

She hung up before I could say anything more.

Chapter 8

Nick

Alex’s smellwas still on my skin. I could taste her on my tongue. And, fuck, I wanted more of her peaches and cream flavor. She had been a nice distraction from thinking about Dimitri’s death, but I knew couldn’t let a woman get in the way of my revenge.

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