Page 33 of Chains and Vows

I stop.

Pull my mouth away from her pussy when she's right at the edge, knowin' exactly what I'm doin'. Her desperate whine sends a jolt straight to my cock. Those blue eyes of hers go wide, shocked and pleadin' as I crawl up her body like I'm stalkin' prey.

"Legion, don't you dare—" she starts, but I cut her off, catchin' that perfect pink nipple between my teeth and biting down just hard enough to make her squeal. To remind her who's in control right now.

Her back arches, pushin' her tit further into my mouth, and I suck hard before movin' to the other one, giving it the same treatment. Her hands are in my hair, not pushin' me away but pullin' me closer, those little sounds she's makin' goin' straight to my cock.

I rise up, positionin' myself between her thighs, takin' my cock in hand and rubbin' the head against her entrance. So fuckin' wet. So ready for me. I slide through her folds, gatherin' her slickness, teasin' her clit with the tip before movin' back down to her opening.

"You want this?" I ask, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. "You want me inside you, Savannah?"

"Yes," she breathes, her hips canting up, trying to take me in. "Please, Legion."

I push in just the tip, then pull back out. Do it again. And again. Just teasin' her with what she wants most, watchin' her face contort with need.

"Tell me who you belong to," I demand, pressin' in a little deeper this time, then retreating again.

"You," she gasps, her fingers diggin' into my shoulders, nails leavin' marks. "I'm yours, Legion. Only yours."

That's what I needed to hear.

I thrust into her in one long, smooth stroke, burying myself deep. Her legs come up immediately, wrappin' around my hips, lockin' me against her, inside her, where I fuckin' belong.

"Christ," I groan, the tight heat of her almost too much to bear. "So fuckin' perfect."

I brace my hands on either side of her shoulders, pushin' up just enough that I can watch her face as I start to move. Slow, deliberate strokes, pullin' nearly all the way out before sinkin' back in deep. I want to feel every inch of her, want her to feel every inch of me.

Her eyes are locked on mine, pupils blown wide with pleasure. Her lips are parted, little gasps escapin' with each thrust. Her cheeks flushed pink, her hair a mess across the pillow.

She's never looked more beautiful.

"You feel so good," I tell her, keepin' my pace steady and controlled even though every instinct is screamin' at me to pound into her until we're both seeing stars. "So tight around my cock. Like you were made for me."

Her hands slide down my back, fingers tracin' the angels inked there before digging into my ass, trying to pull me deeper, urgin' me to move faster.

But I don't. I keep it slow. I keep my eyes on hers. I watch every flicker of pleasure cross her face as I fill her up over and over again, my cock hittin' that spot deep inside that makes her whole body tighten around me.

"Legion," she moans, her voice breakin' on my name.

"I know what you need," I murmur, droppin' my head to kiss her, our mouths meetin' in a mess of heat and tongue and teeth. "And I'll give it to you. But not yet."

CHAPTER 8

Legion Kane is the air I breathe, the gravity that holds me to this earth, the pull I've felt since the moment he walked into that silo.

I'm pinned beneath him, stretched and filled so perfectly I could cry. Already have, maybe. My cheeks are wet and I don't even care. Legion's pace is torturous—deep, deliberate strokes that build me right to the edge before easing back, keeping me suspended in this beautiful agony.

"Please," I whisper, my voice barely audible above our breathing and the creak of the wagon bed beneath us. "Legion, I need you."

I want him to know how desperately I crave the release he's withholding.

He fills me up so completely, I want to stay like this forever.

"I love the way you feel inside me," I murmur against his ear, feeling his rhythm falter slightly at my words. "Your cock. You have no idea how perfect it feels."

"Dirty talk will get you nowhere right now, Little Princess. But that's not a complaint."

I giggle a little. "You're being mean now."