Savaged

by Shay Savage

  In this office, working for Alexander Kender. The thought made me queasy. She traced her fingers over my jaw, tickling a little.

  “This monster you work for, do you have any idea what he's really doing here?”

  “I don't know what you mean,” she responded.

  “He's evil, Olivia,” I told her. I focused on one of the marks I left on her neck, and I bent down to kiss it. I was hard and ready to take her again. I didn’t mind telling her as well as showing her. “Damn—I want you again.”

  “I'm all right with that.” I could barely hear her, but her eyes held everything I needed to know. She wanted more. I wanted to give her more.

  “You aren't sore?” I asked.

  “I'm okay,” she said. “I want you again, too.”

  I moved my lips up to her ear, wanting to taste more of her. I couldn’t help but think about all the other places I wanted to taste her as well. I wanted her coming all over my face while she screamed my name again. I wanted to tie her up on that four-poster hotel bed and fuck her from behind. I wanted to hold her against me afterwards, give her a bath, and feed her fucking strawberries with my fingers.

  I wanted more.

  And it hit me.

  If she walked out of here, down the hallway to the elevator and out of this building, I’d never see her again. Within a few hours, I would be on my way to Jamaica, where I would deliver the information collected on my flash drive to a former CIA agent who specialized in torture. Once he had his proof, he would take care of the rest. Then I would disappear for a year, maybe two, before I could start putting my life back together, assuming that was even possible now. If she left, I wouldn’t be able to contact her again. I might be able to keep tabs on her surreptitiously, but I’d never lay eyes on her again. It would be far too risky.

  She probably had a family—parents, siblings, friends, school chums, and co-workers. I didn’t fucking care. I wanted to take her with me. I wanted to give her everything she had ever desired. I wanted to buy her a fucking yacht to live on, or a penthouse in Tokyo, or a cabin in the mountains—whatever she wanted. I wanted to take her to symphonies and luxurious hotels and expensive restaurants. Hell, maybe I’d buy a piano and fucking play for her. I wanted her with me.

  I needed her with me.

  As far as she knew, I was nothing but a fucking terrorist.

  I was going to have to convince her otherwise.

  “I know I said I'd make sure you were home safely tonight,” I murmured into her ear, “but how would you feel about maybe coming with me instead? I really need to finish up work here, and I think if I fuck you again now, I'll never get it done.”

  “Where are you going?”

  “I can't tell you,” I said with a shake of my head. If she refused to go, anything she knew about me would put her in danger. Shit, she was already in danger. Kender might fucking kill her for the password she gave me. There was certainly a market for girls her age, too. There’s no way he’d just let her be. He might think she saw what was in the files. It was suddenly very, very important that she come with me. “I will tell you we won't be coming back—not anytime soon, anyway.”

  “And you want me to come with you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Why?”

  I want you to. I need you to. It’s not safe for you now, and I don’t want to scare you.

  “I want to show you what Kender's done,” I said instead. “I want you to understand. I also want to take you to posh hotels all over the world and see you naked and laid out for me in as many beds as possible. I want to give you everything. I want to make you mine. I can't do that if you stay here.”

  I wrapped her in my arms and pressed my dick hard against her thigh. I tilted my hips forward, trying to find more friction between her legs. My mind was swimming—unable to do anything to cope with the heat and smell of her except by taking her again. I grabbed her leg and pulled it up over my hip, positioning myself.

  “Never mind the work,” I moaned, pressing the tip of my hard cock to her entrance.

  “Okay,” she said.

  What the hell did that mean? Okay, I could fuck her again? Okay, she would leave with me? You were an okay lay, but I need to go home now?

  “Okay…what?” I asked, hating the way my voice gave away my uncertainty. I stared into her eyes, needing the answer now and wishing I could see inside her head.

  “I'll go with you.”

  “You will?” I nearly prayed I had heard her right.

  “Yes.” There was no question in her voice this time. Not only was there no question, but her eyes softened as her body relaxed in my arms. Her expression told me everything I needed to know. She was giving herself to me—completely and totally.

  “I'll make it all worth your while,” I promised her. “I'm going to cover you in diamonds during the day and fuck you senseless during the night.”

  “I'm not so sure about diamonds,” she replied, squirming as my tongue tickled her ear. “But the last part sounds like exactly what I want.”

  She was going to get what she wanted; I had no doubt of that. I pushed into her, my words running from my mouth straight to her ear, soft and warm.

  “Want no more.”

  I would give her everything because it was…it is…exactly what I want.

  ~The End~

  Other Titles by Shay Savage

  Evan Arden Series:

  Otherwise Alone

  Former Marine Lieutenant Evan Arden sits in a shack in the middle of nowhere, waiting for orders that will send him back home—if he ever gets them. Other than his loyal Great Pyrenees, there's no one around to break up the monotony. The heat is unbearable, but he makes do with the little he has. He’s accustomed to harsh conditions and simply exists as best he can. The tedium is excruciating, but it is suddenly interrupted when a young woman stumbles up his path.

  She’s lost; she’s cute, and he can’t resist the temptation of luring her into his bed. Why not? It’s been ages, and he is Otherwise Alone.

  Otherwise Occupied

  Evan Arden is a hit man for a Chicago mob boss and moves through life with darkness in his soul and a gun in his hand. Those who know him for what he is fear him, and those who find out the hard way never get a chance to tell anyone else. The few people who get a glimpse inside his head wish they never had. A merciless killer, his only loyalty resides with his employer, the man who calls the shots that rain from Evan’s weapon.

  As a POW of the Gulf War, Evan spent months in captivity, and the memories of his confinement combine with thoughts of the woman he left in Arizona. He lives his life day-to-day with little more than the company of his dog, Odin. As insomnia overtakes him, he seeks comfort from an unlikely source, but will confiding in her be his undoing?

  He’s struggling to forget his past and to keep himself Otherwise Occupied.

  Otherwise Unharmed

  After Evan Arden was imprisoned by the enemy for a year and a half, he returned from the desert as a military hero. He’d suffered some minor injuries during his captivity, was discharged from the Marines with a touch of shellshock, but was considered otherwise unharmed. Now he wonders how he ended up where he is—incarcerated in Chicago’s Metropolitan Correctional Center for using his sharpshooting expertise to take out the neighborhood park with a high-powered sniper rifle and multiple rounds of ammunition.

  Lia Antonio, the woman he rescued from the desert heat the previous year, is the only person who can bring him out of his sleep-deprived psychosis and mounting PTSD. When she does, Evan knows he can’t just let her go again. He’s never considered leaving the business before—who retires from the mafia?—but he’s determined to get both Lia and himself out of harm’s way.

  Evan faces overwhelming forces from multiple directions as a deal to get him out of jail turns more dangerous than he imagined. With a mob war on the horizon and the feds holding evidence over his head, Evan has no choice but to throw himself into the middle of another warzone.

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sp; In his efforts to make things right, Evan crosses the wrong man and finds himself on the business end of the crosshairs. With his acute perception and intelligence, he tries to stay a step ahead of his former co-workers, but this time, it isn’t just his own life on the line—he’s got to protect Lia from the man who once called him son.

  Uncockblockable

  Nick Wolfe is famous in Chicago—or is that infamous? He’s not only known as the illegitimate son of Mafia boss Rinaldo Moretti, but also as an unstoppable ladies’ man. He always seems to get the girl in the end, even when everyone around tries to plot against him. He’s a party guy, doesn’t work, and spends all his time picking up women and making notches on his headboard. He's the ultimate ladies man...or is that man-whore? However, his days of infamy come to a startling halt when he meets her, and she turns the tables on him.

  Surviving the Storm Series:

  Surviving Raine

  As the captain of a schooner catering to the elite on the Caribbean Seas, Sebastian Stark does his best to avoid any human encounters. Interacting with people isn’t his thing, and he prefers the company of a bottle of vodka, a shot glass, and maybe a whore. There’s no doubt he’s hiding from a checkered past, but he does well keeping everything to himself…

  …until the night his schooner capsizes, and he’s stuck on a life raft with one of the passengers.

  Raine’s young, she’s cute, and Bastian would probably be into her if he wasn’t suffering from alcohol withdrawal. As the days pass, DTs, starvation, and dehydration become the norm. Even the most closed person starts to open up when he thinks he’s going to die, but when she realizes their traumatic pasts are connected, it’s no longer the elements that have Bastian concerned.

  He has no idea how he’s going to Survive Raine.

  Bastian’s Storm

  Sebastian Stark just isn’t cut out for normal life with a girlfriend in the hot and humid city of Miami. All in all, he’d rather be back on the island where it was just the two of them, and he could keep everything in balance. The bar down the street tempts him daily, but he’s determined to remain strong. Adjusting to normal life is difficult, but Bastian is doing his best to keep himself together and the nightmares away. Raine’s happy, and that’s what matters to him the most.

  But not all nightmares can be driven away.

  When Bastian’s former mentor comes into the picture and presents him with an ultimatum, Bastian slips into old habits. Though he wants to shield Raine from the truth, the shady circumstances of his past form into a hurricane he can’t control. In an effort to protect her, Bastian has no choice but to throw himself back into his old job—death match tournaments—just one last time.

  Dropped into the arctic wilderness with weapons loaded, Bastian has to compete against representatives from major crime lords all over the states. He’s studied his competition, he knows their weaknesses, and he’s ready to battle for the woman he loves. There’s only one opponent in the mix that causes him any concern. In order to guarantee Raine’s safety, Bastian will be pitted against the key hit man for Chicago’s largest mob family—a guy who’s known as one hell of a shot.

  A guy named Evan Arden.

  Stand Alone Novels

  Transcendence

  It’s said that women and men are from two different planets when it comes to communication, but how can they overcome the obstacles of prehistoric times when one of them simply doesn’t have the ability to comprehend language?

  Ehd’s a caveman living on his own in a harsh wilderness. He’s strong and intelligent, but completely alone. When he finds a beautiful young woman in his pit trap, it’s obvious to him that she is meant to be his mate. He doesn’t know where she came from, she’s wearing some pretty odd clothing, and she makes a lot of noises with her mouth that give him a headache. Still, he’s determined to fulfill his purpose in life—provide for her, protect her, and put a baby in her.

  Elizabeth doesn’t know where she is or exactly how she got there. She’s confused and distressed by her predicament, and there’s a caveman hauling her back to his cavehome. She’s not at all interested in Ehd’s primitive advances, and she just can’t seem to get him to listen. No matter what she tries, getting her point across to this primitive but beautiful man is a constant—and often hilarious—struggle.

  With only each other for company, they must rely on one another to fight the dangers of the wild and prepare for the winter months. As they struggle to coexist, theirs becomes a love story that transcends language and time.

  Offside

  I have to be the best. I am the best. I’m quick. I’m strong. I’m smart. I’m the star keeper of my high school soccer team, and I’ve got major leagues scouting me. As their captain, my teammates will do anything I say—on or off the field. Girls practically beg to be added to my list of conquests. As long as I manage to go pro for the best team in the world, I won’t have to worry about my father’s wrath.

  I’m Thomas Malone, and I’ve seen to it that the world revolves around me.

  There’s a new girl at school, and it’s just a matter of time before she gives in to my charm. This one’s just a little more stubborn than most—she won’t even tell me her name! She’s smart, too. Maybe too smart. I can’t let her in. I can’t let anybody in. I’m not too worried, but even I have to admit she’s interfering with my focus on the goal.

  Dad’s not going to be happy about that.

  Did I mention I love Shakespeare? Yeah, I know. I’m a walking contradiction. According to the Bard—“some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.” Somehow, I got all three.

  Now how is anyone supposed to live up to that?

  Worth

  An injured Roman Tribunus finds comfort in the touch of the slave commanded to tend to his wounds. As a slave, her value is measured as a couple of coins, but as Tribunus Faustus learns more about her, he begins to understand her true worth. Still, a man of his station can never acknowledge feelings for a slave, and she is already owned by another man.

  Alarm (Coming December 2014)

  Safe and comfortable. That about sums up Chloe’s life. Meeting a tall, dark stranger covered in tattoos is not in her plans. Bad boys just aren’t her type—even if they are gorgeous and built like a brick wall. Her internal alarms warn her that Aiden Hunter is definitely on the list of men her mother told her to avoid, but she doesn’t listen. Instead, she finds herself drawn to Aiden and the excitement he promises.

  Near the beach in Miami, he occupies her days with thrills and her nights with passion she’s never experienced before. She knows he’s hiding something from her, but Chloe pushes away her concerns and embraces this new way of living.

  As Aiden teaches her to live life to the fullest, Chloe battles the internal warnings that tell her to be wary. By the time she realizes her fears may be justified, it’s too late.

  Aiden’s past is catching up to him, but is he the hunter or the hunted?

  About the Author

  Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers. When the geek fun runs out, she also and loves soccer in any and all forms - especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich. Savage holds a degree in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.

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