Savage Prince by Alison Aimes

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Eyes locked on his shaft and the rough way he worked his hand up and down, Tess prowled toward her goal. Until her palms were inches from his powerful legs, her mouth so close she could dart her tongue out and lick the powerful length of him, so near she felt the rattle of the chains in her clit every time his free hand stroked downward.

More slick dripped on her thighs.

“Tessa.” It was a summoning.

She looked up, expecting to see smug victory in his stare.

The raw emotion there instead stole her breath.

“You think I don’t know what you need, but I do. You fear I can’t give you what you want, but I’m here to promise I can.”

It was the sweetest and most terrifying thing anyone had ever said to her.

“Maxheim.” Eyes locked with his, her hand closed around his shaft.

They both groaned.

Warm steel. His rod twitched in her palm, so thick her hand barely reached halfway around.

With a grunt, his hand closed over hers, guiding her up and down with a brutality she would never have dared on her own. “Fuck, omega.”

“Good?” She was breathless.

“You have no idea.”

She pressed an open mouth kiss to his shaft. Ran her tongue up the length of him.

His hips jerked. More cum spilled from the tip.

His fingers tangled in her hair. “Suck it.”

She closed her mouth around him eagerly, her jaw stretching wide.

He grunted. She moaned. Sucked harder.

“Yes.” His grip tightened. “Take me in that perfect little mouth. The one I think about all the time. The one I can’t get enough of.”

His words excited her. The taste of him drove her even more wild. He was power and musk, heat and ice, and she’d never wanted anything more.

“Too fucking good.” With a groan, he pulled her mouth off his cock.

She protested, but he was already sinking to a sitting position on the floor and pulling her to him. “No more waiting. Give me what I need.”

“Yes.” Crawling into his lap, she straddled him, her thighs wrapping around his hips as his cock pressed hot and thick against the split of her folds and her belly. “Whatever happens next, this feels right.”

“It will always feel right.” His finger tangled in her hair, and he pulled her close, his mouth slanting over hers.

They were grinding feverishly, his hips rocking into her—until, breath gone, they broke apart.

“Put me inside you, Tess.”

She stilled. Another choice. One she couldn’t wait to make.

Lifting her hips, she positioned herself over him.

Their gazes locked.

On a moan, she bore down. Even soaked and slippery as she was, it took work to seat him inside her from this position, the tight ring of her channel barely giving way.

“You’re so fucking tight.” The cords of his neck strained, his eyes wild, but he didn’t move to help. “Like a vise. So good.”

His praise lodged him in another inch.

They moaned in unison.

“Keep going. Work me deep inside you. Take it all.”

Take. When all along she’d been forced to give.

Every nerve ending rippled as she panted and stretched and sunk a little deeper onto the thick trunk lodged beneath her thighs.

The last time he’d been inside her had been a shock to the senses, but this claiming was slow and deliberate—and she felt everything.

Filled. Possessed. Owned.

And yet she was also in control, a willing and wild participant.

“You are so beautiful, Tess.” The sound of her name on his lips sent him sinking a little deeper. “So strong and fierce.” He pressed his mouth to her jaw, her temple. “So much more than I could ever have imagined.”

While she would never have imagined such generosity in such a savage male.

She wanted to please him, just as he was her.

She looked down to where they were joined, only to realize his shaft was still only halfway in her. “Maxheim, I don’t know how much more I can handle.”

“You can take it all, baby. I know you can. You did before.” His expression was fierce. “And I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

For a moment, she wasn’t sure they were talking about sex anymore, and her nerves jangled.

Until he bent over and sucked a stiff nipple into his mouth, his tongue rolling the tight bud until she forgot everything else, her fingers threading through his thick, wavy hair to hold him to her.

Another inch of him slipped inside her.

He pulled his mouth away with a pop.

“You did so good.” He pressed a kiss to each side of her mouth. “But sometimes we all need a little help. Right?”

Panting, she nodded, though she was unsure again if they were still only talking about sex.

“Right. My turn now.” Without warning, he thrust upward.

She screamed, her nails digging into his back, the shock of his full penetration sending a gush of slick to ease his way.

He stilled.

She panted. Pain mingled with awe.

He was deep inside her now. Planted fully. So close she could feel his cock pulsing against her inner walls, as alluring a rhythm as the slam of their shared heartbeats.

“Good?” Low snarls emerged from his throat as he fought to keep still. “No pain. No fucking pain, right, Tess? Tell me you’re okay.”

That strange quiver rippled through her chest once more. He was calculating and savage and unquestionably ruthless, but never cruel. His concern for her even now, something she’d never forget.

“More than okay.” She pressed her lips to his. “Best first choice I ever made.”

This time, his growl was low with approval. “They’ll be plenty more, omega. And every time you choose me, you won’t be sorry. I’m going to lay the galaxy at your feet. Give you every damned luxury you’ve never had. Every food you’ve never tasted. Take you everywhere you’ve never been. Buy you whatever the fuck you want, when you want it.” He breathed against her ear. “Take away every damned memory of pain and replace it with pleasure.”

It was a beautiful promise.

After what Rav had done, she should know better than to trust such vows. But there was something about Maxheim Skolov and the ferocity in his voice that made her believe he meant it.

A new sound echoed from her chest, a soft purring rumble that surprised them both.

Maxheim sucked down a sharp inhale, his body going still beneath her. “Fuck, that trill. My new favorite sound.”

The purr grew louder. Only to mingle with his, a deeper version of the same hum rumbling from his chest.

Those foolish tears threatened to spill from her eyes once more. She hadn’t known she could make such a sound. Hadn’t heard anything like it before until he’d made a similar sound for her and she’d felt soothed in a way she never had before.

And now, once again, he was showing her something about herself she’d never expected.

Pressing her chest to his, she whispered, “So beautiful.”

“And right.” His hips rocked beneath her. “Ride me, omega.” He gripped her bottom with his free hand and kneaded her ass. “To the rhythm of our own making.”

“Yes, Alpha.” Grinding down, she let herself get lost in the sensual cadence, his purr vibrating all the way to her core. Connected to him in a way they’d never been before.

The sight of him below her, straining, growling, sweat dripping from his temple as she worked herself on him, was more exciting than anything she’d ever imagined. It was visual. It was audible. It was all-consuming.

At the auction house, when she’d witnessed sex, the act had seemed sordid. But this was beautiful. Thrilling. Carnal. Sublime.

And filthy.

“Angle that sweet little slit so that your swollen clit is knocking against me each time I slam inside.” His growled command sent her lust even higher. “We got to make sure my female gets what she deserves and more.”

Gods, she loved his dirty talk.

His fangs scraped her throat.

Her rhythm faltered as a lucid thought penetrated the haze. Is this what he’d meant by consequences? Would he make the claiming bite and bind them together even more fully?

“One choice at a time, omega.” It was as if he knew her thoughts. “I won’t bite you until you beg me for it.”

“Maxheim.” Her fingers dug deeper into his back, everything inside her tightening.

He was such an extraordinary Alpha.

“Yes. Just like that.” Nostrils flaring, he punched his hips upward. “Let it happen, omega. Seize it. Trust in me. I’ve got you.”

Another choice.

She took it, flinging herself headlong as she ground against him, flesh slapping.

Her body soared.

She screamed his name.

“Fuck, yes. The way you’re clamped around me.” Triggered by her climax, he roared and bucked. “Feels like home.”

The chain at his wrist snapped. The hand restrained to the wall came free.

Grabbing her ass with both hands, he held her aloft while he hammered into her, flooding her with liquid heat as he followed her over the edge.

And yet all the time, he kept his word.

He never bit her. And he never stopped purring.

His climax sent her headlong into another rush of white-hot ecstasy.

She was still climaxing when his hand gripped her chin.

“Look at me, Tess.”

Eyes at half mast, she met his demand.

“It will always be right.” He repeated his earlier words.

His knot swelled inside her.

“You’re mine now, omega. You came on my cock. You purred for me. You chose me.” He nipped at her throat, his fangs grazing her skin, but never piercing.

His thumb glided over the marks they could both see darkening and lengthening around her wrist.

“Consequences.” He growled the words against her flesh. “Soon you’ll be begging for my bite.”

She suspected he was right.

Panting, dazed, she fell against his chest as his hand slid to her back, so big it covered most of her.

He pressed her fully against him.

As if he was her shelter.

The thought was so beautiful and extraordinary—and she wanted it to be true more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life.

Nothing had changed, and yet everything had.

Maybe . . . just maybe she could change too? Yes, Rav had betrayed her, but that didn’t mean she had to keep seeing the worst around every corner. Maybe it was time to believe that this Alpha’s promises were nowhere near as hollow as all the rest and that she had more to offer than death and destruction to those around her. Maybe there was a way to find what she wanted right here in this male’s arms, after all.

She was still mulling over that shocking possibility when a loud boom shook the Federation shuttle, the motors and weapons system cut out, and a familiar voice echoed through the now-defunct ship.

“Put Tessie on an emergency escape pod and send her over to me now, or you die.”