Chapter 3: Savage

Haden

I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as I took in Ella’s breathtaking body. She stood before me clad in nothing but delicate lace panties, every inch of her on display for my hungry gaze. I let my eyes travel over her, drinking her in slowly, savoring the moment. Her lips were still swollen from my earlier assault, slightly parted as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth—a move she knew drove me insane. I smirked.

In the past, she would have squirmed under my intense gaze, her shyness betraying her. But tonight? Tonight, she stood before me with unwavering confidence, her shoulders back, her chin lifted. The change sent a thrill through me. I loved this version of her, the one who met my dominance with her own fire. She was bolder now, less hesitant in the bedroom, and it only made me want her more. I had plans for her tonight—new positions, new ways to make her fall apart beneath me.

My gaze roamed to her perfect breasts, the soft curves begging to be worshipped. I bit my lip, restraining the primal urge to take them into my mouth right then and there. Instead, I let my stare glide lower, tracing the delicate lines of her waist, the dip of her navel, the gentle swell of her hips. Then, my eyes caught on a scar just above her hip bone, peeking out from beneath the lace. My jaw tensed.

She shifted subtly, just enough to pull my gaze away, and I knew—she didn’t want me focusing on it. I made a silent note to bring it up later, but not now. Not when I had her like this. Moving with slow, deliberate steps, I began circling her, my presence a shadow in her periphery. Her head tilted slightly, tracking me, her breath coming a little quicker. I let my fingers skim her skin as I passed, trailing heat in my wake. Then, as I reached her back, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I stepped in close, pulling her flush against me. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, but she quickly composed herself. The moment she felt my hardness press against her, a soft, needy moan slipped past her lips.

I leaned in, brushing a slow, teasing kiss along the curve of her shoulder, and smirked when I felt the shiver race through her. God, I loved how effortlessly her body responded to me. My hand slid from her waist up to her throat, my fingers wrapping gently but possessively around her neck. At the same time, I rocked my hips forward, grinding against her. She arched instinctively, pressing back into me, her breathing uneven now.

I let my lips graze her ear, my voice a husky whisper.

"Such a good girl," I whispered in her ear before latching onto the delicate skin of her neck. My tongue traced slow, deliberate circles before I sucked hard, determined to leave my mark. She was mine, and I wanted her to wear the evidence of that long after tonight.

One hand gripped her throat lightly, just enough to remind her who was in control, while the other trailed downward, skimming over her trembling body. My fingers ran over the thin lace of her panties, pressing against her soaked slit.

A low, satisfied hum rumbled in my chest as I felt her wetness seep through the fabric. "Mmm," I exhaled, dragging my fingers back and forth, teasing her. "So fucking ready for me."

My mouth watered at the thought of tasting her, of burying my face between her thighs and devouring every drop. I had waited long enough—it was time to claim my dessert.

"Panties off. Now," I commanded, my voice thick with hunger.

She didn't hesitate. With a slow, deliberate movement, she slid them down her legs, bending over to step out of them. My breath caught as I got a perfect view—her ass arched, her glistening pussy on display, dripping with need.

Fuck.

I shoved my boxers down, the pressure against my aching cock finally relieved. My hand found the small of her back, pressing her forward as I sank to my knees behind her.

Then I dove in.

The moment my tongue met her slick heat, she cried out. "Ah, shit, Haden!"

I delivered a sharp slap to her ass, making her yelp. "Language, principessa," I murmured against her core before flicking my tongue over her clit, slow and teasing.

She whimpered, pressing back against my face, desperate for more. I gripped her hips tighter, holding her still as I feasted on her, my tongue plunging deep before swirling over her sensitive bud. Her taste, her scent—it was intoxicating.

I slid my hands over the curves of her ass, squeezing, caressing, as I continued my torment. My tongue worked her clit, teasing, sucking, alternating pressure until her thighs trembled. She moaned my name again and again, breathless and needy.

I released her with a wet pop, running my fingers lazily up and down her slit.

"Bed. On your back. Legs open."

She scrambled to obey, her body quivering with anticipation. As she spread herself wide for me, I wrapped my hand around my cock, stroking as I took in the sight of her—flushed, panting, dripping.

Fuck, I was so hard it hurt.

But I wasn't finished with her yet.

I climbed onto the bed, hovering over her before diving back between her thighs. My mouth latched onto her clit, sucking just enough to make her cry out before I flicked my tongue over it in quick, relentless strokes.

She gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair, gripping tight as if holding on for dear life. I hummed against her, sending vibrations straight through her core. Her thighs tried to clamp shut around my head, but I pushed them apart, locking them in place. My eyes lifted, locking with hers.

She was close.

Her lips parted, her breaths coming in short, needy pants as I slid one finger inside her, finding that sweet spot immediately. The moment I curled my fingers, she clenched her eyes shut, her body jerking with pleasure.

"H-Haden," she moaned, her voice breaking. "Baby, please."

I hummed in response, my fingers curling and stroking inside her while my tongue never let up. Her walls clenched around me, her breathing turning frantic.

And then it hit her.

Her entire body tensed, her back arching off the bed as she shattered. "Oh shh—Haden!" she screamed, catching herself before she cursed, her legs shaking violently as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

I smirked, slowing my fingers, dragging out her release as I finally let go of her swollen clit.

I watched her come down, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her hands still gripping my hair like she never wanted to let go.

Perfect.

And I wasn’t nearly finished with her yet.

I slid my fingers into my mouth, tasting her as I leaned up, hovering over her trembling body.

"Good girl," I murmured, my voice dripping with approval before I crashed my mouth onto hers, sliding my tongue between her parted lips.

She moaned into the kiss, her arms winding around my shoulders, her nails grazing my back in a way that sent a shiver down my spine. She kissed me back hungrily, her tongue tangling with mine, her body arching beneath me.

My gaze flickered downward to my throbbing cock, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. I gripped myself, dragging it over her swollen clit before sliding it teasingly down her slit.

"Fuck," I exhaled, watching the way her body twitched in response.

I looked up, locking eyes with her. "Do you want it?"

Her breath hitched. "Yes," she whispered, voice drenched in desperation.

I smirked, pressing just the tip inside before pulling out again.

She groaned in frustration, her hips instinctively lifting to chase me, and I chuckled darkly.

"Tell me what you want," I demanded, my tone edged with dominance.

Her lust-blown eyes met mine, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips before she finally gave in.

"Fuck me," she ordered, voice firm, unashamed.

A wicked grin spread across my face. "As you wish."

With no warning, I slammed into her, sheathing myself to the hilt. A sharp cry tore from her throat as her nails dug into my back, the sting only adding to my pleasure. Her legs wrapped around my waist, trying to pull me in deeper, but I shook my head, gripping the backs of her thighs and pushing her knees toward her chest.

"What did I say about that mouth of yours?" I growled, pulling back before snapping my hips forward, making her gasp.

Her walls squeezed me, pulsing around my length as I fucked into her mercilessly, the wet, obscene sounds of our bodies filling the room. My lips found her neck again, sucking, biting, leaving marks that wouldn’t fade by morning.

"Fucking you is exactly what I plan to do," I rasped against her ear before kissing her cheek, slow and deliberate.

Her only response was a broken moan, her hands fisting the sheets. I slid my hands beneath her, gripping the curve of her ass and lifting her slightly, angling her just right.

"Oh God, Haden! I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, her body tightening around me.

"Go ahead, baby. Cum on Daddy's dick," I grunted, feeling the way her walls clenched and fluttered, milking me, trying to pull me over the edge with her.

"Fuck, Ella," I moaned as her entire body trembled, a strangled cry escaping her lips as she shattered beneath me.

"Good girl, Ella. Good. Fucking. Girl," I praised, my strokes slowing as she rode out the aftershocks.

But I wasn’t done.

I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach with ease.

"Ass up, baby."

Without hesitation, she lifted her hips, arching her back perfectly, her head resting on the bed, arms sprawled out—just the way I liked her. My eyes locked onto her glistening, soaked pussy, still dripping from her climax. I couldn’t resist. I leaned down and licked a slow, teasing stripe over her slit before burying my face between her thighs, tasting every inch of her. Her legs trembled violently as my tongue worked her over, pushing into her, devouring her from behind.

"Fuck, Haden," she sobbed, her voice muffled against the sheets.

I pulled back, my lips wet with her arousal, and lined myself up again. Then, with one hard thrust, I buried myself back inside her, groaning at the way she clenched around me.

She was my drug—addictive, intoxicating. Every time I had her, I wanted more.

She gripped the sheets, knuckles white, as I fisted her hips, holding her steady as I drove into her relentlessly, each thrust sending shockwaves through her trembling frame. I wasn’t stopping until she broke again.

"You like that?" I growled, snapping my hips forward, slamming into her with an unforgiving pace.

"Y-yes!" she screamed, her voice shaking with pleasure.

"Yeah? Tell me you love it. Tell me you love this dick," I demanded, my strokes deep and relentless.

Her body trembled beneath me, her breath hitching as she struggled to find the words. "Umm... y-yes, Daddy. I love this dick," she moaned.

Fuck. That was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard. My balls tightened at the sound, the sheer desperation in her voice pushing me closer to the edge. I leaned forward, my arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her even closer to me. My thumb found her clit, pressing against the swollen bundle of nerves as I kissed my way up her spine, licking and nipping at her soft skin before tugging her earlobe between my teeth.

"Ohhh, Haden! Oh my God, baby!" she gasped, her walls clenching around me like a vice.

I groaned, closing my eyes, losing myself in the sensation. "Are you gonna cum for me again?" I murmured, my hips never slowing.

"Ah, yes! Ah, shit! I'm about to cum!" she cried, her body tightening, trembling in my hold.

I rubbed her clit faster, feeling the way her body jerked against mine, the raw pleasure ripping through her. But I wasn’t done with her yet. Without warning, I pulled out and flipped her onto her back, gripping her thighs and spreading them wide. Before she could catch her breath, I latched onto her overstimulated clit, sucking it into my mouth.

She jerked violently, her hands flying to my hair, trying to push me away. "Haden, baby, please—give me a minute," she whimpered, her voice weak, pleading.

I released her with a smirk, blowing softly against her sensitive bud. She shuddered, her thighs twitching.

"I'm only giving you what you asked for," I murmured against her soaked core before spreading her lips apart and diving back in, fucking her with my tongue.

I wasn’t in the mood to take it slow. No, tonight wasn’t about making love. Tonight, I was going to fuck her into oblivion—until her voice was hoarse from screaming my name, until she felt me with every step she took tomorrow. I had a problem—I could never get enough of her. Her taste, her scent, the way her body reacted to every touch, every flick of my tongue. Every moan and gasp from her lips fueled me, kept me going, made me crave more.

I looked up just as her eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open in a silent scream. The second her release coated my tongue, I groaned, sucking her down, licking her clean as she writhed beneath me. Her legs trembled, her hands fisting the sheets as I continued to devour her. Finally, I pulled back, wiping her slick from my mouth as I watched her chest rise and fall, her body completely spent. But I wasn’t finished. Her eyes widened as I lifted her legs, pushing them back until her knees nearly touched her shoulders. Damn, she was flexible.

"Haden, I can't, baby. She's too sensitive," she whimpered, shaking her head.

I pressed my body against hers, caging her in as I caught her bottom lip between my teeth, sucking it into my mouth before slipping my tongue between her lips, tasting her. She whimpered into the kiss as I slowly slid back inside her, stretching her all over again. Her nails dug into my arms, her walls squeezing me tight.

"Hold on, wait... please," she begged, her voice breaking.

I smirked against her lips.

"Too late, baby. I'm not done with you yet."

I straightened my body, bracing my forearms beside her head, keeping her legs pinned in place. I knew I was deep—so deep she could feel every inch of me stretching her, filling her completely. I pulled out slowly, savoring the way her walls gripped me, and then pushed back in with a long, deliberate thrust. We moaned in unison as my cock dragged over her G-spot with every stroke. My thrusts were steady, hard, each one designed to unravel her. Her mouth hung open, her body trembling, but no sound came out—just breathless, desperate gasps.

Leaning down, I latched onto her neck, biting and sucking, marking her all over again. A whimper spilled from her lips, her legs quivering uncontrollably.

She tried to push at my chest, her hands weak against me. But I wasn’t stopping. Instead, I grabbed her wrists, locking them down against the bed, trapping them with her legs. Her moans came faster, louder, her body surrendering to me completely. I pecked her lips, watching as her eyes fluttered shut, her face the picture of bliss.

"Eyes open, baby," I ordered, my voice rough with pleasure. "I want you to look at me when you cum."

Her dazed eyes met mine, pupils blown wide with lust.

"Are you going to cum for me again, baby?" I growled, driving into her harder, each stroke more punishing than the last.

"Y-yes... ohhh, shiiit," she moaned, her body writhing beneath me.

I kissed along her jaw, feeling the heat of her skin, the way she trembled with every thrust. My balls tightened, the familiar burn of release creeping up my spine. I sped up, slamming into her with reckless abandon, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing in the room.

"Shit, Ella! I'm gonna cum!" I groaned, feeling her tighten around me like a vice.

Her nails raked down my arms, sharp enough to break skin, but I didn’t care—I loved the sting, the rawness of it.

"Fuck!" I growled as her body clenched around me, her orgasm hitting hard. I felt the rush of her release coat my cock, dripping down her thighs, soaking the sheets. The lewd, wet sounds of our movements filled the air as I kept pounding into her, chasing my own high.

And then I stiffened, a strangled moan ripping from my throat as I buried myself deep, emptying the hardest release I’d ever had inside her. The intensity of it left me breathless, my muscles locking up as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me. I lost feeling in my legs for a moment, my body shaking from the sheer force of my climax. I finally released her legs, letting them fall limp as I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting, bodies slick with sweat. She wrapped her arms around me, her fingers trailing soft, lazy circles over my back. I placed a lingering kiss on her neck before resting my head against her chest, listening to the rapid beat of her heart.

"I love you, baby," she murmured sleepily, her voice barely above a whisper.

My lips curled into a soft smile. "I love you too, tesoro," I whispered back.

I gently slid out of her, rolling onto my back before pulling her on top of me, keeping her close.

"Do you want to take a shower?" I asked, my voice quiet in the afterglow.

She shook her head weakly. "I can barely move," she admitted, her voice laced with exhaustion.

I chuckled. "Then how about a bath?"

She let out a soft sigh, shaking her head again. "We can do that in the morning. I'm exhausted."

I understood. It had been a long, intense night, and sleep was overdue. Tomorrow would be another long day, but right now, all I cared about was holding her.

Her breathing evened out, her body going slack in my arms. I pressed one last kiss to her forehead before leaning back, allowing the warmth of her and the exhaustion in my limbs to pull me under.

And then, I let the darkness take me.