Savage Nights (The Savage Trilogy #2) - Plot & Excerpts
“Mine,” Savage repeated, his breath warm on the skin beneath my ear. “Never forget it, either.” I closed my eyes, relishing the pressure of his body against mine. “Let me prove it to you, Master,” I whispered. I slipped one hand between us to find his cock. He was enormous in his trousers, straining against the confining fabric, and there was no mistaking the heat and power of his erection beneath my hand. Daring, I blindly found the first button on his fly and unfastened it. “As soon as we reach your house, Master, I’ll—” “No.” At once he seized my wrist, his grasp like a vise. He drew back just far enough to see my face, and for me to see his. The slightest of smiles played on his sensually full lips. His silvery-gray eyes were half-closed and unfathomable, and yet I could have gazed into them forever. “You will prove it, Eve,” he said. “But not later. Now.” “Now?” I repeated, breathless with both surprise and excitement. Each time one of the horses moved in the stalls around us, I imagined a groom or stableboy coming to find us.
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