Chapter 17
HONOR
I feel like I’m in a dream. A dream where I live happily ever after with the man of my dreams. For the past two days it’s been nothing but bliss thanks to Savage. The two of us have spent the entire time together after our morning at the clubhouse.
Savage took me out to breakfast at one of the best pancake places in town.
Okay, it is the best. They even have an award for their breakfast dishes.
During breakfast, Savage showed me a totally different side to him.
One where he laughed and joked. Once we left and headed back to his place it was much of the same thing.
He kept making me laugh throughout the past few days, and I’ve enjoyed it.
Even more, I totally loved having him kiss me.
We made out in his bed, morning and night.
During the day, we made out on the couch, in the kitchen, outside.
Pretty much wherever we were, he was kissing me.
There was a bit of groping, but we didn’t do anything else like we did the other morning at the clubhouse.
That was amazing, but it has me craving more of him.
I want to go further. I just don’t know how to ask him for it.
When we weren’t making out like teenagers, Savage had us stretched out on the couch doing movie marathons or binging a show.
I thought this was amazing in itself because I didn’t know he was a movie fanatic.
He’s got everything from oldies to the latest in his movie collection.
The best part was he watched both 1883 and 1923 with me and even got into them.
At night, he held me close, me in one of his shirts and him only wearing boxers. Each morning we woke up, I felt him tenting his boxers.
It was a great break from everything, him shutting out the world for me and giving me us. Savage did make sure I wrote in my journal both days upon waking and while having coffee.
Today though, he told me he was going to have to go into work. He was going to leave me here unless I wanted him to take me to the clubhouse that’s what he suggested, but I don’t want to go there. Not today.
By him leaving me at the house, he’s trusting in me that I won’t do anything stupid. I need that. To be able to feel normal and know that I can handle being alone.
The door opens to the bathroom, and I focus in on his body covered only from the waist down by a towel.
Water still beads his chest as he steps back into the bedroom.
Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, I watch him as he moves to his dresser.
When he turns around, I bite my bottom lip at the sight of the massive tattoo expanding his back.
It’s beautiful. I can see the club’s patch right in the middle, and surrounding it, Savage has fire, like the patch is emerging from within the flames.
At the sight of it, I look down to my bare wrists, seeing the hideous scars that are still red from healing.
They’ll still be this way for a little while.
It’s not easy staring at them, but they’re my reminder now that I’m alive.
That’s what my doctor told me at our session before leaving.
That and they’re proof that I can make the choice to keep my power or let the ones who hurt me win.
I lift my gaze back up to watch Savage as he pulls on a pair of boxers. Having been looking at my wrists, I missed seeing him bare-assed. Savage turns to me and smirks.
“I want a tattoo,” I blurt, not meaning to, but I do.
Savage cocks his head slightly and plants his hands on his hips. “You want a tattoo?”
Nodding, I look down at my wrists. “To cover—”
I don’t get to finish because in the next moment, I find myself flat on my back with Savage hovering over me.
“Baby, you don’t need to cover them, but if it’s something you want, we’ll talk to someone.
You know Hammer’s niece, Ally, she could come down, bring her kit, or you can talk to Glacier. They’ve got someone, I believe.”
“Kaya and Loki,” I confirm.
“Right,” he grunts, “what I’m getting at is when the time’s right, you want to do that, I’ll take you to do it. Fuck, I’ll even get something with you if you want.”
“You would do that?”
“Yeah, baby.” He leans in, kisses me briefly, and lifts. “Now, as much as I want to stay right here, I’ve got to get ready.” Hopping off the bed, he brings me with him, dragging me out of the bed. “But before I go, I’ve got something for you. Prospects dropped it off this morning for me.”
“What is it?” I whisper, staring at him curiously.
Savage lets me go, moves back to the dresser, and grabs a pair of jeans he had taken out.
He pulls them on, leaving them unbuttoned.
I follow the movement of his hands as he then grabs a small box I hadn’t noticed.
He opens the top before grabbing something out of it.
Coming back to me, Savage takes one wrist in his hands, and I watch as he slowly slides a leather cuff over my hand and sets it in place.
No words come out as I stare at one while he puts the other in place.
The leather is scoffed-looking with intricate designs already in it, but it’s the words that run along the inside of the cuff that have my heart beating rapidly against my chest as I read them.
You are loved. You are worthy. You are strong. You are mine. My woman.
“Savage,” I barely manage to say.
“This way you know when I’m not here, I’m still with you. That you’re not alone,” he murmurs.
“Make love to me, Orion,” I find myself blurting, using his real name for the first time.
“Honor.”
I lift my gaze up to his. “Please, make love to me. I want you to be all I feel.”
“Fuck.” Savage growls lowly, scoops me in his arms, and crosses the short distance to the bed. “I’ll give you anything and everything, baby.”
Lying me on the bed, he comes up over, settles with one arm bracing him up, and his hands slide in my hair. Savage leans in and kisses me. I open for him, and he slides his tongue right in. My body responds to his kiss, and between my legs starts to ache. I want him inside me. Over me. Everywhere.
He keeps kissing me at the same time, rolling off me.
The way he does it, he takes me with him until I’m over him like I was the other night.
Letting my hair go, his hands move to the hem of my shirt, and he lifts, taking my arms up.
Only when the shirt gets to my head does he break his lips from mine, jerking to a sitting position.
The shirt clears my head, and Savage kisses his way down and cups my breasts in both hands.
The feeling of him touching me there is absolute.
It’s beautiful, and I crave more. I want his lips there.
I want everything.
“I’m gonna enjoy taking my time with your body, baby,” he says, his breath tickling me. “Gonna do it the way I should’ve the first time around.”
I don’t get the chance to respond, not with the way he consumes me. My body takes over, and he engulfs me in a fire that sends every little nerve-ending haywire.
Taking his time, Savage gives each of my nipples attention.
So much so that it’s hard to keep from begging for more as I rub myself against him.
Only when he’s ready does he flip us until I’m under him.
Reaching down, he pulls my panties off and settles on his stomach, my legs on his shoulders, his face at my apex.
Breath blowing on my entrance. It’s heaven and hell all in one.
Again, he goes slow, lapping, licking, and flicking his tongue across my clit. Savage adds a finger, and I cry out as I come, my body arches off the bed. The only thing keeping me grounded is Savage’s hand at my waist.
Savage wrings two more releases from me, and only then does he come up on his knees and slide slowly inside me inch by inch until he’s seated fully to the hilt.
“Orion,” I pant, “it’s so good.”
“Yeah, baby, fuckin’ miss being inside you.” Slowly, he pulls nearly out, only to go just as slow, thrusting back in. He does this building the fire, keeping it going, driving me insane with how beautiful he’s making this for me.
The moment my orgasm hits me, I moan at the pleasure that engulfs my body. It was almost like an outer body experience, watching my body and soul tie themselves together with Savage’s.
And when he comes, my name is on his lips, sealing the moment as one I’ll never forget.
Savage slumps forward bracing himself over me, breathing heavily, eyes on me. “Love the way you feel around my dick, baby.”
“Hmmm, it does feel good. You inside me.” I breathe.
“Yeah.” He grunts and slowly pulls out, falling to his side and bringing me with him. “Now I’m gonna have to call and tell Hammer I ain’t gonna make it today.”
“Why?” I ask, lifting my head enough to meet his gaze.
“Not gonna leave you. Not after that. I’m gonna spend the rest of the day doing just what we did.”
“Oh,” I whisper, a smile forming on my lips. “I do like that idea better than what I was going to do today.”
“Yeah? And what were you going to do?”
“Work in the yard. The flowerbeds need some serious work.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.” I nod, laughing at the way he asked that.
“Then we’ll do it another day. Today, it’s you and me. Me deep inside you and nothing between us.”
“Sounds good to me.”
And it did.
“Good.” Savage chuckles and rolls back into me. “Time for round two.”
“Round two?”
“Yeah, baby, round two, then we’ll see about rounds three, four and five. Maybe after lunch, we’ll do six through ten.”
“That’s a lot of rounds,” I state and gasp as he slides inside me.
“We’ve got a lot of time to make up for.” He growls and claims my lips as he proceeds to do just that.
Round after round, he made each time more beautiful than the one before.