His mouth was on her again within seconds–her neck, her collarbone, trailing down her stomach while his hands hooked into the waistband of her panties and dragged them down her thighs impatiently.
She lifted her hips, helping him, and then he was spreading her open, his broad hands pressing her thighs apart as he lowered his head between them.
The first stroke of his tongue made her entire body jerk. He held her legs apart, his grip firm enough to leave bruises, and licked into her with a hunger that
bordered on violent.
Savannah’s back arched off the bed, one hand flying to the headboard, knuckles white as she gripped for dear life, the other hand tangling in Roman’s hair,
holding him exactly where she needed him.
“God, yes- The words spilled from her lips in a breathless stream. “Like that, don’t stop, don’t-”
He sucked her clit into his mouth, and she shattered, or almost did. She was so close, her thighs trembling around his head, her hips rolling against his face,
her eyes rolling to the back of her head, chasing the release building inside her like a gathering storm-
And then he pulled away.
“Roman!” The frustration in her voice was almost a yell. She lifted her head to glare at him, to demand he finish what he started, but he was already moving,
already unzipping his pants with hands that shook with urgency.
He shoved the fabric down below his ass alongside his boxers, not even bothering to remove them entirely, and then he was lining himself up and slamming
into her in one brutal thrust.
Savannah’s scream echoed through the room. Her back bowed off the mattress, her nails raking down his shoulders as her body struggled to accommodate
the sudden, savage intrusion.
He didn’t give her time to adjust, didn’t ease into it–he pulled back and drove into her again, setting a punishing rhythm that made the bed frame creak
and slam against the wall.
“Look at me,” Roman commanded through gritted teeth, his hips pistoning relentlessly.
She forced her eyes open, meeting his gaze through half–lidded eyes glazed with pleasure. He was watching her with an intensity that made her core clench
around him, watching her breasts bounce with every thrust, watching the way her mouth fell open on moan after moan.
Feel good?‘ he asked, his voice strained. “Tell me how it feels.”
“So good–She grabbed at the bedpost behind her head once again, the hold grounding her as he fucked her harder and deeper. ‘So full, you’re so–ah-
Roman, yes, like that-
He shifted the angle slightly, hooking one of her legs over his elbow, spreading her wider, and the new position let him reach something inside her that made stars explode behind her eyes.
She was screaming now, didn’t care who heard, didn’t care about anything except the way he filled her completely, the wet slap of skin against skin, the guttural sounds coming from his throat with every thrust.
Her free hand reached back, grabbing his ass, her nails digging into his flesh, pulling him in deeper into her. Wanting more, needing everything he could give.
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Chapter 526
Roman’s eyes dropped to where their bodies joined, watched himself disappear into her over and over. The bandage around his abdomen was slowly turning red, and the sight made him groan low in his chest. Roman was far too gone to care nor stop.
Gonna come for me?‘ His words were ragged, broken. “Come on my cock, Savannah. Let me feel you.”
“I’m Her body tightened, coiling toward release. “Roman, I’m going to-
“Give it to me.” He drove into her with increased urgency, his pace becoming erratic and desperate. “Now. Come now.”
Savannah shattered around him, her orgasm ripping through her in waves that made her whole body shake and tremble. Roman followed seconds later,
burying himself deep and spilling inside her with a groan that sounded like her name and a cuss all twisted together.
They collapsed together onto the sweat–damp sheets, chests heaving, hearts pounding in tandem. Roman’s forehead pressed against hers, both of them breathing like they’d run a marathon, his softening cock still nestled inside her.
“Happy wedding night,” he finally murmured against her lips, and she let out a breathless, exhausted laugh.
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