Her chest starts to rise and fall rapidly, her breaths coming out in little puffs of air that hit against my lips like kisses. Her pupils are blown wide, and her blue eyes are glassy with need. When my cock jerks, the fabric between us is a reminder of how easily I could be inside her right now.
“I will never share you, not a single part of you,” I assure her. “Your moans are mine. Your pleasure is all fucking mine. Fuck,” I growl, “even your pretty smiles are mine.”
One corner of her mouth twitches as if she’s about to smile but holds it back. “I’m not a toy, Angelo.”
I shake my head slowly as I move until I’m sitting on my heels and I can take in the way she’s on display for me, her legs spread wide to make room for me while her blonde tresses surround her head like a cloud. Stunning.
Unable to stand it a moment longer, I push my boxer briefs down over my hips until my cock springs free. Dove’s eyes widen slightly as she takes me in, and I give into the need for a little relief. I grip the base of my cock and stroke my length slowly. She’s too fucking tempting and I won’t be denying myself much longer.
She watches me closely as I grip the sides of her thong and rip it from her body. She sucks in a sharp breath as the fabric flutters to the ground and lands right next to the blade I used to cut out her implant.
I owe Kirill an apology. It’s all too clear to me why he did what he did. While I never thought I’d be the kind of man to do the same, I couldn’t help myself. It was an impulse, and I really had no other choice but to give into it.
Dove can hate me all she wants, but the thought of painting her womb with my cum, her unprotected womb, has my cock dripping pre-cum on her soft skin. My fingers start rubbing it into her flesh and Dove licks her lips like she wants a taste.
I’ll never be one to deny my woman. Fucking never. I bring my fingers up to her lips and she eagerly sucks them into her mouth. The moan she lets out around my digits is a test of my control.
We both let out sounds of frustration when I pull my fingers from her eager mouth. “I’ll feed you my cock and my cum,la mia pace. Soon. I promise. Right now, my cock won’t accept being anywhere but deep inside your hot little cunt.”
Her cheeks pink slightly, and it makes me feel more powerful than any privilege I’ve been given because of my name or the promises of violence that comes with it. I watch her face carefully as I grip her wrists and push them above her head, capturing them with one hand and holding her in place.
She doesn’t look wary this time. No, the look on her face is all bated breath and promised pleasure.
“Angelo,” she moans when I lean forward and lick up the trail of blood from the cut that I made to ensure there’s nothing between us when I slide inside of her wet heat.
Dove hitches her leg up and over my hip and uses it to pull me down until our bodies are pressed together. My cock slides between her soaked pussy lips and we both moan at how fucking good it feels.
“Can’t wait any longer,” I grumble.
Her other leg comes up and wraps around me until her heel digs into my ass like a spur. Just as my mouth claims hers in another brutal kiss, the crown of my cock finds her entrance.
I’m not gentle. I’m not slow.
Not when my control is about to be obliterated completely.
I punch my hips forward and fill my woman to the hilt in one forceful thrust. Dove cries out as the walls of her sweet cunt stretch around my girth and accept my length like my cock was made to be inside of her.
Because it was.
“Damn it,” I spit the words as I bury my face against Dove’s neck.
I take a deep breath, but her sweet and spicy sent goes straight to my head. Something in my soul snaps and wraps around the woman beneath me, marking her, claiming her.
“Mine,” I growl.
Everything falls away except for the feel of her, and the way our bodies move together. I’m too far gone to be gentle with her as I fuck her hard and fast. But she can take it.
Dove moans my name and begs for more every time I slam inside of her. I keep fucking her like she isn’t the greatest gift I’ve ever been granted. She is; she just doesn’t know it yet.
But she will.
And she’ll never doubt the power she has, or the way I’m wrapped around her little finger and will always do her bidding.
“That’s it,la mia pace. I can feel how close you are to squeezing my cock until I’m filling your sweet cunt with mycum,” I groan the words and nip at the delicate skin of my woman’s neck.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulders and back as her thighs tighten around my waist. “Angelo,” she pants, “harder.”
I rear back on my heels and pull her legs from around my waist. Pushing them together as I hold them up and over one of my shoulders makes her even tighter. As if she wasn’t already strangling my cock.
