Royal Savage
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“I need to be inside of you,” he says against my pussy, before sliding his tongue in and squeezing my thigh.
Before I can say anything he’s lowering me down the wall.
He presses his hands against the wall and shakes the water out of his face. “Take my jeans off.”
I drop to my knees and quickly undo his jeans, yanking them roughly down his legs, before biting his hard dick through his wet boxer briefs.
He growls out and grabs my arms, yanking me to my feet and wrapping one of my legs around his waist.
I can feel him working on lowering his briefs with his free hand and a surge of excitement surges through me at the thought of him being inside of me. It feels like it’s been forever, and my body is aching for him to fill me.
Running his hand over my breast, he stops on my throat and squeezes, while thrusting into me at the same time, filling me completely.
“Oh fuck!” I scream out from the intrusion and dig my nails into his back in shock. “No condom, Royal? Are you sure you want to do this?”
He closes his eyes and slowly pulls out of me, before filling me again and stopping. “Oh shit . . .” He leans his forehead against mine and grabs my face, letting the water wash over us while we both stand here breathing heavily. “I never want to use a condom with you again,” he breathes.
I place both of my hands on his face and lift it to look into his eyes. “You’re the first person to be inside me this way, Royal. Only you,” I whisper.
He looks at me for a few seconds, just staring into my eyes as if he’s slowly letting my words sink in. His eyes fill with an emotion that I’ve never seen from him before: pride.
His lips desperately seek mine as he rolls his hips, fucking me deep and hard, as if my words set him off and he can’t feel enough of me around him.
The only sound around us besides the water hitting us is the sound of our heavy breathing and our wet bodies slapping together as he takes me so deep that it hurts.
It feels as if he’s claiming me, making sure that I’ll never want another man inside of me this way.
It’s working . . . oh is it working.
Lowering his face, he bites my neck and grips my hair, while continuing to claim my body.
Before I know it, I’m digging my nails into his arms and screaming as my orgasm rolls through me in strong waves, making my whole body tingle.
“Fuck . . .” He pulls me away from the wall and turns our bodies sideways, holding me up as he pounds into me fast and hard, getting close to his own orgasm.
As soon as I feel him releasing himself inside of me and hear him growl out, another orgasm hits me hard, causing me to grab onto the shower curtain and pull.
The whole thing breaks down, falling into the tub with us.
“Holy shit, Royal,” I pant, while holding onto him. “That was . . .” I take a second to catch my breath. “Amazing.” I grab his face and smile. “I’m glad you’re my first this way. There’s not a better feeling in the world than having you inside of me.”
He smiles against my lips and then laughs as we both turn around to look at the mess we made.
When the curtain fell water went everywhere, soaking the sink, toilet, mirror, and walls.
“I’ll clean this up in the morning.”
With his arms holding me up, he steps out of the tub and starts walking us toward the door, naked.
“Woah!” I hold onto him tighter. “What if Madison is out there?”
He cups my ass and holds me as closely as possible. “Then she’ll see our asses.” He smirks and opens the door.
I peek over his shoulder as he walks down the hall, looking for Madison, but she’s nowhere to be seen.
It’s not until we reach my door when I hear her screaming and things banging off the walls from her room.
“Holy fuck!” My eyes widen. “Looks like she has some company of her own.”
Royal opens my door and drops me onto the bed, crawling in next to me and covering us both up. “I have a pretty good guess at who too.”
“Oh yeah?” I question, while straddling his lap and playing with his wet hair. “Who?”
He lifts a brow and runs his hands down my arms. “You’ll see in the morning.”
He kisses me hard, before rolling me over beside him and burying his face into my neck.
We lay in silence for a bit, but I can’t seem to fall asleep. A nagging feeling of wanting to know more about Royal and his fiancé has been making me feel tense.
“Ask me,” he says, scaring me. “Then go to sleep.”
I turn around in his arms and bury my face in his neck like he always does me. “Are you sure? I don’t know if I should ask this.”
“Yes,” he says sternly.
Running my fingers over the smooth flesh of his arms, I kiss his neck and let out a small breath. “How did Olivia die? You said she was taken from you.”
His whole body stiffens and I’m afraid he’s going to push me away, but instead he pulls me closer. “She was murdered.”
“Holy fuck,” I whisper to myself. I feel a tear slide down my face at the thought of him going through such a tragedy.
“She was pregnant with our baby girl. I was at work and I was too late to get to her.” He turns his face away and lets out a long breath. “Now let’s go to sleep.”
God, my heart aches so bad for him. I want to say something. Anything to tell him how sorry I am, but I know that’s not what he needs to hear. There’s nothing that can make his pain go away and nothing that can make him feel complete again.
Not even me . . .
THE BRIGHT MORNING SUN HITS me hard, blinding me and causing me to groan and cover my eyes as I step out front in search of Royal.
“He’s gone,” Blaine says from the porch step, grabbing my attention.
I cup my eyes from the sun and look down at him to see him toss his cigarette to the ground and look up at me. “Oh . . .” I respond softly. “When did he leave?”
“He was gone before I woke up.” He reaches his arm out and grabs my hand, to pull me down next to him on the steps. “I’m sure he had something important to do. Don’t look so down, you gorgeous ass woman. Sit with me.”
I take a seat next to him and pull the band from my wrist, tying my hair up on the top of my head. “So you and Madi? I had a feeling it was you when things started falling off the damn walls.” I smile up at him to see him smirking. “Wild Blaine.”