Evangeline gasps into my mouth, and that desperate little sound nearly shatters me because I ache to mark every inch of her. I want to bury myself so deep she can’t forget who owns her.
My chest is heaving in the humid air of the shower, so I break off the kiss and press my forehead to hers. “You’ll never leave me now,” I whisper. “Even if you try, know I will find you, and I will drag you back to me. You’re mine, Evangeline. Mine until I am dust and long after.”
Her eyes shine with fierce understanding. Just hours ago, this tiny woman was a helpless captive; now she’s something far more dangerous.
“Do you know what you’ve done to me, dolcezza?” I whisper. “You not only saved yourself, but you’ve bound me tighter to you. I’m so fucking proud of you. You’re mine. My queen.”
Her eyes are flooded with tears, but I see the acceptance.
She knows we’re meant to be. My darkness and her innocence woven together by a spell surely cast before we even existed on earth. I was always meant to find her, to protect her, to make her mine.
Picking her up, I stride to the bedroom, not drying off or caring if we are dripping water as I throw her on the bed.
Crawling up her body, I cage her in, looming above her. Then, I take her arms, carefully avoiding her wrists, and place them above her head.
“Do. Not. Move,” I command. “Be as loud as you want, but do not move. Understand?”
She nods, not breaking eye contact.
“Give me your words.”
“I promise I won’t move, Dante. Please ...” she pleads in that sweet voice of hers, and my heart swells. My angel has come so far. From the innocent virgin I took so brutally the first time, to this proud woman who now owns her pleasure.
Using one hand, I run it down her body, starting at her throat then ghosting over a nipple as I reach one breast. She’s squirming, so I know what she wants. Teasing her, I bow my head and suck the tiny pink tip. My tongue circles it, then sucks it deeply into my mouth. At first, just using a light pull, then increasing the pressure. Finally, biting down on the taut nipple, I raise my head to watch her. She’s holding back her moans, but I can tell she’s enjoying the brief pain.
“Let me hear you, Evangeline,” I demand, smirking in satisfaction. Deciding to scold her for disobeying, I growl, “Don’t deny me. I know you like the pain, don’t you?”
Once again, she nods.
“What did I tell you?” I pinch her nipple harshly, loving the way her body flushes pink with embarrassment. She arches off the bed, seeking more.
“Yes... yes... I love it. Please … I need you,” she’s trembling now, overcome with need.
“Such a good girl, Evangeline. My good girl. I’m so, so proud of you.”
Sitting back on my heels and grasping the base of my cock, I stroke it from root to tip as she watches me with her hooded eyes full of passion. Taunting her, I continue my strokes as she squirms, desperate longing in her eyes.
“Your pussy aches for this cock, doesn’t it?” I watch as she spreads her legs, being a temptress.
She’s letting me see her sweet, wet pussy. Now, she’s enjoying being the one to tease me. Not surprising, considering she has always been the one in control of this dynamic.
She will always be the one who owns me.
“Yes, Dante... please fill my pussy. I need to feel you inside me.” Her arms are still above her head, but she widens her legs even more. She’s being a brat, knowing the effect she has on me.
I can see the wetness seeping between her ass cheeks onto the sheets.
Cock still in hand, I move to rub the large angry tip on her clit. Slowly circling the little bundle of nerves,I laugh as she locks her legs around me, attempting to pull me closer.
Not able to deny either of us any longer, I grasp both her hips in my firm grip, thrusting inside her tight heat on a long groan.
“Fuck,” I bellow, throwing my head back.
So goddamned good.Like nothing I have ever felt or will feel again in my life.
Her ass is resting on my thighs as I piston her on my cock. I tried making sweet love to her. I tried moving slowly, but my control snapped. Now, it’s fast and hard.
But that’s who I am, and Evangeline knows it. We can do slow and tender later. Right now, it’s about claiming and desire.
