Savage Wild Hot Romantic Quotes Novels & Stories

“I love this side of you, bambino … My cute and sexy little wildcat. Who knew once I thawed out the icy exterior, I would find such a fiery little number?” “You bring it out in me, with all this crazy Italian hotness.” I poke him in the cheek and give him a puckered air kiss. Watching the way he dips his brows, frowning with a smile, which I’m starting to realize is his, you’re too cute for words look. God, he makes me horny. “Better make this quick then; can’t disappoint my girlfriend.” He grins and pulls me down for another skin scorching kiss. * * *

I fell headfirst into a reckless love. A love that beat so loudly I knew I would go deaf, but I didn't mind because it was the only sound I wanted to hear. A love without half spoken promises and empty words. I fell into a blazing love, a brave love. A love that burned with certainty, without fear of what tomorrow might bring. Arik was the best thing that ever happened to me. He transformed my chaos and pain into something beautiful, a memory I can cherish whenever I want. He shifted my worries into a better mood and thawed my stone-cold heart into a tender romance.

Leaning closer, her voice a mere whisper filled with a heady mix of longing and desire, "This time, I want you to bite my buttocks... leave your passionate love marks there, too. Let them serve as a constant reminder of your love." Samson's dark eyes widened with intense anticipation. A slow, possessive smile touched his lips as he leaned close, his warm breath causing her to shiver. "The very thought," he murmured, "of your exquisite passion, that untamed fire within you, bearing the indelible marks of my bites, upon every inch of your silken being drives me wild with an uncontrollable yearning, a desperate craving that consumes my every waking moment. To know," he continued, his fingers li

“Hop on, sweetheart.” Unlike in the morning, I found myself looking forward to the ride. I quickly hopped on behind him. I slipped my arms around him like he'd taught me to do, not because I needed to, but because it was the perfect excuse to feel his abs which were bulging hard despite the jacket he was wearing. “So tell me, Wild One. Where can we have a wild time?” “Now that's a pretty loaded question, don't you think?” His voice rang with a wicked timbre, the sexual insinuation not lost on me. “I'll take you right there.”

And God, I only live once, so why not get wild and get dirty once in a while? Mad leaned down and kissed me, slipping her tongue inside my mouth for a new sensual dance. We’d shared countless kisses, always passionate— sometimes, it was savage, and demanding. It always hit different when you loved each other. Right now, it was us sharing our intention, our love, with our souls bound together. As his mouth traveled down my chin, I slipped my fingers through his hair and leaned my head back, giving him more access. With one hand on my back while the other was rubbing and rolling my nipple, he took my breast with his mouth.

I get up, kiss her deeply, and then pull back, looking into her eyes. Wordlessly, I try to convey what I’m feeling in this moment, knowing without a doubt that she feels it, too. Love. I don’t need to say it, it’s here in the room. Here in my heart. Here, fucking everywhere. “Are you ready to make me some Savage babies?” I ask, smiling a rare smile into our kiss, and she nods against my lips. She pulls back and her teeth cut into her bottom lip.

"Your beauty captivates me, your spirit enthralls me, and your love consumes me." Her eyes, filled with a potent mixture of desire and vulnerability, locked onto mine. "Roman," she breathed, her voice filled with a raw honesty, "you awaken a fire within me, a passion that burns brighter than the sun. With you, I am free to embrace the depths of my desires."

“What’s wrong?” She shrugs. “It’s nothing.” I can tell that there’s more to it, but I quickly forget when she turns to me, rests her naked body half over mine, and runs her fingers across my tattooed arm. “Tattoos are hot.” She whispers with a soft kiss in the center of my chest. My lips quirk at her breathless tone. “So, I’ve heard. You should see Savage. His chest and arms are covered in them. He even tattooed Sophia’s name on his forearm.”

Then: "You sound happier than you have in weeks." "I feel happier." "Because of the murder wolf." "Because I'm not alone anymore." The words came out before I could stop them. "I know that sounds crazy. I know all of this sounds crazy. But Ro... I feel safer with him here than I've felt in a long time." "That's either the sweetest thing I've ever heard or the opening line of a true crime documentary." I laughed. "Probably both." "Just... be careful, okay? He's still a wild animal. He could still hurt you."

“The only regret I have is that I almost died without knowing how to be fucked by my mate without any restraint, with energy and force that would make me scream like tomorrow would never come!” I closed my eyes, my hold on her neck tightening, and I felt my already hard cock getting harder with her words. “Fuck me like the wild, feral beast that you are! The one that I met in the red mountains!” I pushed her head into mine. Our foreheads touched, and so did our noses and lips. “If I go all out, it’ll be hard for me to stop. I might ruin that young, tight pussy of yours.” I grunted, trying to stop the rage of lust overflowing in my senses.