Page 170 of Savage Empire

His filthy words go straight to my clit, and so does his tongue. Heat swells in my chest and burns all over as a mewl bursts from my lips. Blinding arousal comes to a peak, filling me deep in my core. His fingers twirl inside of me, and I clench around them like he flipped a switch.

He feels me coming undone and doubles his efforts. His tongue presses down harder onto my clit and the change in pressure makes me cry out, throat cracking with the sound. My pussy flutters and I see stars, toes curling into the bed. I feel likeI could float away at any moment, every bit of pleasure washing through me at once. I’m not surprised that he can make me orgasm so fast; I’m not surprised at anything that Apollo does anymore.

He doesn’t give me a second to recover as the last of my climax dies down. His hands surround my waist and he lifts me like I weigh nothing, flipping me onto my hands and knees with little effort. I hear the sound of his belt clinking open and the way it whooshes as he pulls it off.

“Arch your back for me, Rayna. Face down, ass up and waiting for me.”

A thrill shoots through me, hearing his crude command. Obeying as my floaty haze begins to ebb, my ribs dip into the mattress as I wiggle my butt back at him.

“That’s my girl, ready and eager.”

My eyes flutter shut, his praise making me feel dazed and dreamy.

“Please, Apollo,” I plead, suddenly feeling empty.

He doesn’t answer, but heacts. He’s positioned behind me in a matter of seconds, and sliding home with one brutal thrust. I let out a broken moan and he pulls back just to drive in harder again.

“You always feel so fucking good, baby,” he growls, a strong hand dragging down my back and diving into my hair. “How do you do that, huh? Feel so fucking perfect every goddamn time?”

I attempt to reply but all that comes out is a high-pitched moan.

His cock plunges into my soaking wet pussy over and over. His thick length reaches even deeper at this angle. I feel impossibly full, and it’s addictive. I could take him like this for hours, if I had the time and the stamina.

My moans muffle into the bed, and Apollo gives my hair a little tug to lift my head, tsking as he does. “Let me hear you,Rayna.The sounds you make drive me fucking wild. I want them all.”

“Ugghhhh,” I whine, moaning louder as he snaps his hips forward. “I don’t want to stop but I want you to fill me up so badly.”

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you,moglie?” He groans, hand tightening in the back of my hair. “You love this little pussy stuffed full of hot cum, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant helplessly.

Knowing Apollo is just as into this primal, breeding thing we’ve got going on turns me on to no end. It’s a desperate kind of craving, the way I yearn for him to keep me full and satiated. The fact that he does it while being a little rough and taking charge only makes it better.

His fingers dig into the curve where my hip meets my ass and he doesn’t hold back, never making a move to slow down. My heart pounds with every thrust, every smack of his thighs against mine. My husband is obviously trying to bury himself as deep as he can, and it gives me the strongest desire to become one. I want to slip under his skin, because he’s under mine.

He’s infected me with more than just desire and lust.

He’s made me care for him.

He’s made me lo?—

Gasping, at the thought, I swallow hard. “I want you to come. Please, Apollo. I love it so much when you finish.”I love everything you do.

What is happening to me?

“So soon?” he teases gruffly.

“And again tonight,” I say eagerly. “We have an heir to make, baby.”

“Oh fuck,” he grunts, thrust stuttering. “What did you just call me?”

“Did you like that?” I ask, a thrill shooting through me. “Do you want me to call you baby, Apollo? The future Capo likes being called?—”

“You and that fucking mouth,” he growls, slapping the curve of my ass to cut me off. It stings so good. “The future Capo’s wife can call him anything she wants. But this is the first time you’ve called me something other than my name aside from disparaging curses and sarcasticdarlings.”

I flush, realizing he’s right. He calls me all sorts of things, and I’ve neglected to return the favor.

“Well, then I guess you better finish fucking me so I can think of a nickname for you, baby,” I say, voice thick with rasp.