Ruthless Savior - Julia Sykes Page 0,72

jaw remained locked in a forbidding scowl, promising that he wasn’t finished with his retribution.

I shivered beneath his intense, hungry stare. The cool air that teased over my heated flesh made my skin tingle and spark.

The crack of his huge hand against my sensitive inner thigh drew a shriek from my chest, and the fierce sting consumed my senses. He spanked me again, a twin hit on my opposite thigh.

I cried out and tried to close my legs, but his weight settled between my legs, forcing me wide open.

A strangled shout caught in my throat when he lifted his hand a third time, but I released my tension on a relieved sob when he simply settled his palm over the burning imprint he’d made on my flesh. The weight of his hand pressed the heat deeper, until it flared at my core in a fresh wash of desire.

“You’re mine, Marisol.” His fingers flexed on the fierce promise, sealing the irrevocable oath with a fresh bite of bruising pain. “All mine.”

Another sob shuddered from my lips, a sound of cathartic relief. Pure joy soared through my aching, lust-addled body. I blinked hard to clear away my tears, so I could capture him in my earnest stare. He had me bound beneath him, punished and hot and utterly helpless. But my next word could break this strong, savage beast of a man. Even though I was in shackles, he was far more vulnerable than me in this moment.

“I’m yours,” I swore. I ached to reach for him, to tenderly touch his face so he could feel my love. But he had me cuffed in place to protect himself, not to threaten me. I accepted the shackles, because he needed me bound to feel safe.

I swallowed against the rasp in my throat, which had been strained by my harsh cries while I reveled in his torment. “I’m yours, Raúl. I don’t want to leave you. I will never leave you. Never.”

His luminous eyes glowed verdant green, and his scowl finally eased. The sexy scar I loved so much dipped into his soft, sensual lips, which parted in wonder. He stared down at me with the awe-struck expression that always melted my insides, and my heart swelled at his renewed reverence.

He reached out and brushed his fingertips along my jaw, touching me with such care that I might’ve been made of porcelain; something precious that he coveted and protected.

“All mine,” he rumbled. Calm settled over his shoulders as he traced each of my features, as though relearning the shape of my face. By the time his calloused thumb reached my lips, his eyes were heavy-lidded, drunk on the intoxicating intimacy we shared.

My lips parted, and I licked the pad of his thumb, loving the roughness against my sensitive tongue. My body still crackled and burned for him, and my wanton invitation for him to penetrate my mouth seemed to trigger his beastly hunger to overtake him once again. His emotional needs had been soothed, but his body hadn’t been sated. He was still rock hard against my hip, and a single, gentle rock of my hips jolted him to action.

He shifted off me with a growl, reaching for the nightstand to grab a condom. Moving with desperate haste that was in shocking contrast to his leisurely exploration of my face, he sheathed himself and settled his weight over me.

He gripped himself in one hand, lining up with my swollen, achy pussy. His thick cockhead rubbed the line of my slit, testing my wetness.

“Please,” I panted, lifting my hips. I was beyond ready for him to finally claim me, and I needed no further preparation to accept him. “Raúl…”

His name on my lips seemed to be his undoing. His harsh features twisted on a possessive snarl, and he drove deep, thrusting all the way inside me with enough force to rock my entire body.

I cried out at the shock of his ruthless penetration, and my sex contracted on a flare of painful protest. It’d been so long since I’d last been with a man, and Raúl’s cock was almost too big to bear.

He stilled inside me, shuddering with the effort of restraining himself. His palm glided along my cheek, his thick fingers sliding into my hair. He leaned in close, so we exchanged every rapid breath; his rough with restraint, mine heaving with pain and a touch of panic.

His forehead dropped to mine, and the steady pressure soothed the tension in my mind. My body