I slipped out of her even though my balls, painfully heavy, cursed at me, screaming for release. She stared at me with confusion. She thought she was in control and didn’t expect me to take it back.
When my gaze lowered to her pussy and the evidence of her innocence wrapped around my hardness, I’d almost lost what I’d just gained. The sight of her vulnerability, the proof of my dominance over her, the primal scent of her blood and cum… Fuck, I wanted to lick it off her and myself. In this moment, I did want to carry that part of her with me forever.
Lick it. Taste the innocence you took. Devour the pain you caused. You need it. Lick it. It’s yours. She’s yours. Take it. Take her.
If I did, she’d think she had some sort of hold on me. I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t let her see that.
Look at that color. There is nothing sexier than virgin blood on a man’s cock. You have to lick it. You must know how hers taste.
She’s yours. Don’t you wanna know if she tastes better than Sia? She has to be better. Can’t you see? She must be better than Lina would have ever tasted, too.
No. No one was better than Lina. Lina was my wife. He took her from me. I couldn’t let her go. I’d never let her go.
“Did you hear me, Leo?” Ravenna stared at me, her face a pink mess of tears and sweat, her pussy stained with my doing, a perfection I wanted to dive back in. The blood. The fucking beautiful blood. “Our bond is stronger than your obsession, so don’t stop now. Seal it. Mark me some more. Dominate me. Finish inside me and fill me with your seed. I know you want to, and I’ll take it like everything you dish out at me.”
My cock pulsed, and my tongue swiped along my teeth in hunger. I wanted to lick every drop of her innocence and then fill her with my cum and keep it inside as much as possible even though I knew it’d spill from her tight little pussy.Cazzo. The images. The fucking images.
No. No. She doesn’t own me. Lina is not an obsession. She’s my wife. All I need to do is save her from him, and she’ll love me again. But first…
I found my jeans and shoved my fist in the pocket to get out the keys to the cuffs. I freed one of her wrists, her astonished eyes following me. If she thought I was done here, she’d better think again.
To my surprise, she didn’t squirm as I flipped her over so that she was on all fours and put the cuffs back on. She knew this wasn’t over. “Lina isn’t an obsession, and you’re nothing.”
Nothing you’re wiping her blood off your cock and sucking it off your fingers when she isn’t looking.
“Stop lying to yourself. I’m not nothing to you.”
Nothing you’re dying to drink every drop of her innocence from her pussy and watch her face while you do even if it means she’ll know how much power she’s gaining over you.
Fuck this shit. “Yeah? Well, you asked me how I’ve been wanting to fuck my wife on our wedding night. I’ll show you because that’s the only way I can come with you. Thinking abouther, fuckingherin my head while my cock is insideyou. That’s how I’ve been coming today even when it was your hand or your mouth on me. That’s how nothing you are to me.”
“I…” She sobbed. “I don’t believe you.”
Because she was smart enough to know I was lying. To know even if I hadn’t seen her earlier when she was right in front of me, it was her face I was seeing now even though it was no longer in my sight. To know that when her skin touched mine and the warmth of her mouth wrapped around me, Lina’s image blurred and faded, her eyes morphing grayish green. To know that when I was inside her, lines were no longer blurred. It was her that I’d felt bleed and clench on me, not anyone else.
To know I was only protecting myself with my lies. Maybe even protecting her.
“Believe this, little bitch.” I wrapped her long hair around my fist and yanked her head back hard. Her moan of pain throbbed in my cock. I slapped her ass as I slammed into her with one move, savoring her moans and her lingering taste on my lips. “I only want her.” I smacked her ass again to yell over my lie. “When you moan and scream, I only hear her.”Smack!“And when I fill your pussy with my cum, it’ll be her name I’m shouting.”Smack! Smack! Smack!
“No, Leo. No. It’s me.” She said between moans, my fingers leaving a red imprint on her scarred skin. The long mark on her back took me by surprise, her scar and those of mine another bond in the making despite ourselves. Who the fuck did this to her? “You’re coming inside me. You’re marking me. You’re punishing me. You’re coming forme.”
As if her words commanded me, the heaviness in my balls threatened to explode.What the fuck is she doing to me?
“Who gave the order not to send me to Filicudi, Ravenna?” I only asked as a distraction. I already knew the answer.
“What would you do if I told you?”
I spanked her and dug my fingers in her sore flesh. “Stop stalling and tell me.”
She screamed, throbbing and clenching around me.Bitch. She’s gonna milk me before I get it out of her.“Say it, and I’ll tell you. Say it’s me you’re fucking, Leo, not Lina. Say it and I’ll tell you everything.”
I gave her another spank, twisting her nipple, thrusting into her as deep as I could, giving her every inch of me, hitting the womb, as her yelps and purrs drove me out of my fucking mind.
The words jumped on the tip of my tongue, my release imminent. That fucking bond she kept talking about tying around me like a rope, as if I could physically feel it. “No!” I shouted, snapping out of it, but my body screamed differently, calling me out on my lies, as I thrust and thrust and exploded inside her pussy, giving her a part of me she gladly took, swallowing it whole with her own orgasm, milking me to the last drop. “No.”
“Yes, Leo. Yes.”
My catching breath fell heavy on her back while I recovered—if I could ever recover from this. “You little bitch.”
