“Somewhere I can claim my prize in private.”
Romeo and Saul, both howl with laughter but Rio ignores them.
“I changed my mind,” he says as he pulls me through a side door. “I’m the only one who gets to hear you scream tonight.”
He drags me through another door and the room is so dark I can barely see. Not that it matters. Rio grabs me by the waist and hauls me up onto a shelf before my eyes can adjust. His hands are everywhere as he kisses me hard. I taste the blood from his mouth but surprisingly don’t pull away. Mywhole body is alive and hot and I think I want this too. My dress is flipped up and my underwear come off quickly. His mouth is on me before I can even process it. His mouth is hot against my core and his fingers dig into my thighs as I grip the edge of the shelf.
“Wait,” I gasp out loud. This might be too much, too fast.
He pulls back, just a little, enough to meet my eyes in the dim light.
“I need you to come for me, Datura,” he says, voice so low it’s almost a growl. “I’m going to fuck you and it’s going to be hard and fast. I won’t last long. I’m too wound up. Can you do that? Can you come for me?”
“I…I…," I stutter just as Rio dives back in to devour me with his tongue and mouth. He pushes a finger inside me and my eyes roll back into my head.
"Ye…yes," I say as he pumps it inside me a few times before pressing in another.
I feel the pressure build quickly and can’t stop the explosion that happens as my orgasm slams into me. Rio moans, licking and sucking at me until I’m pushing his head away. Then before I can recover he's pulling me closer to the edge of the shelf, spreading my legs wider and entering me in one swift motion. I scream out at the sudden intrusion and feel my walls clench tight around him as he thrusts inside mercilessly.
"Dios Mio, Datura. You feel so fucking good. You were made for me, baby. Que rico te aguantas cuando te meto mi verga.” He fucks into me so hard, I can feel the shelf shaking and items tumbling off around us. I feel him hit somewhere inside of me and I swear it feels like he gets bigger. Something inside me snaps and I come again causing him to growl out as he explodes, coating my insides with his cum.
I’m practically panting as he slides my underwear back on and helps me from the shelf. I can feel his cum alreadydripping from inside me when he places his palm against the outside of my underwear and cups my pussy.
“I love knowing you have to walk around with me dripping from your pussy, Datura. If we were home, I would take your clothes so I could watch it slide down those beautiful thighs as you walk around naked.”
I don’t respond but something in my stomach flutters at his words. He takes me by the hand and walks us back out to the fights, and for a moment, I don’t mind being his.
Maybe I never did.
The ride home is silent. Rio drives with one hand on the wheel and the other on my thigh. My body still buzzes from everything that happened tonight. Watching Rio fight and just being in that environment gave me a rush I didn’t think I needed. I study him as he drives. There’s still blood from his split eyebrow crusted on his face and his bruises blend together with all of his tattoos. He looks like a wild man, and God help me, because I can’t stop the rush of heat that goes straight between my legs. He catches me staring at him and raises a brow in question. I can’t possibly tell him what I was just thinking so I ask a different question instead.
“So…what did you actually win tonight?”
“The fight?” he asks, looking confused.
I nod.
“You,” he says with a laugh.
My stomach twists with dread.
“You bargained me?”
‘Was he going to give me away?’I think as I stare at him in horror.
“Fuck no,” he growls out and the relief I feel is instantaneous. "The fight was just for fun tonight.The only prize I needed was you. No one else will ever touch you but me, Datura."
I don’t even realize he’s parked the car until he’s turning to face me completely.
“You forgive me yet?”
I want to say yes, but the words won’t leave my mouth.
“You’re mine either way, Datura.”
I kiss him instead of responding because he’s right. It’s not like I have a choice. He smiles against my mouth.
“I’ll take that as a maybe.”
