I had assumed that killing a man would rattle me more, change me and shake me down to my core, but I was fine. We came home, stood under a steaming hot shower and then went to bed where V worshipped my body until the sun rose. She called me her good girl and told me how proud she was of me, over and over again. She never needed to fear losing herself because she never lost me. We didn’t leave her bedroom for three days straight as we fucked each other raw, breaking ourselves down to our baser components and rebuilding each other back up to who we needed and wanted to be. Not the monsters we were in that basement.
Tonight would mark us finally starting over, so we made our way to the Velvet Room where all of this began—except tonight, I wouldn’t be dancing for anyone besides V. We had booked out that same private VIP room where I had ground myself against her to the point where I had come on her thigh all those months ago.
Closing the door behind us, I locked it. V made her way to the large sofa, sinking down into the middle of it. She wore a black leather skirt and an emerald-green velvet top. Her tattoos were on full display, complemented by a fresh set of stiletto-shaped nails that matched the shoes on her feet.
A shiver went up my spine as I pictured them raking over my skin. My eyes met V’s, and that same hungry look in her eyes that had captivated mine from that first night was there. They burned into my soul—snaring me, claiming me, wanting me.
Slowly, I stepped closer to her, swaying my hips in time with the music, pushing the straps of my slinky black satin dress—which hugged my skin—down to the ground. I followed the clothing to the floor, stalking on all fours towards her, with an arch in my back and a heavy-lidded gaze. I threw my head to the side as I came up to her ankle and did what I wanted to do that first night but couldn’t. I licked her all the way from her ankle to her thigh, biting down on the soft flesh just under her skirt. She shook under my touch as pleasure mingled with pain.
In time with the music, I gripped her thighs, pushing them apart so I could drag my lace-clad body upwards until her face buried itself in my breasts. This time she could touch me. Taking a lace-covered nipple into her mouth, she drew a moan from me. Pulling her head back by her hair, my tongue landed at the base of her throat as I dragged it up her neck. My teeth grazed over her ear as a loud crack landed on my arse cheek. I moaned again and swung myhips over her—need taking over my movements—searching for her, for relief.
She dropped onto her back and pulled me up her body until I hovered over her, pulling my lace to the side as she slammed me onto her face, devouring me—sucking and licking like she hadn’t had a drop of water for days. I could hear how wet I was as her tongue drove itself inside me, then back to circle my clit. I writhed on top of her and as I threw my head back to moan, another slap landed on my arse cheek. A warning.
Look at me, her eyes said. That same grin she always evoked in me appeared on my lips. She snaked a hand up my stomach, over my breast, and gripped the tattoo that lay on my neck. Everything between us had started from this place; right here and right now, I was living every fantasy I’d had in these walls from the moment I met her.
Her tongue moved quicker as she sucked on my clit. My body tensed, climbing after the pleasure she gave me. Soon enough my hips stopped writhing and turned into grinding—over her tongue—finding that pressure that sent spikes of pleasure so intense. My moans turned primal as I stared into those eyes. I hadn’t realised her other hand was in between her legs, chasing her own release, until the vibrations of her moans shattered me completely. Screaming out in pleasure, she enveloped me in her mouth and sucked, squeezing every last bit of pleasure and drop of wetness from me as she let out her own muffled scream.
I sat on her for another minute as she caught her breath. She wasn’t ready to let me go—slowly lapping at my cunt, wanting to savour the taste. All it did was start me up again, wanting more. Climbing off her face, I planted myself between her legs and lightly bit her through herlacey underwear. Her hips bucked; her clit was sensitive from her own touch.
‘Come for me, darling,’ I crooned as I pulled down her underwear, hiked up her skirt and dived into that sweet spot that tasted of metallic honey. A groan escaped me at the taste of her. It was everything. Focusing my tongue on her clit, I watched as her hips bucked under me; she was so sensitive.
Being wet from her first orgasm, I didn’t waste any time as I thrust two fingers into her, hard and deep. I withdrew them just as fast and matched the pace of her hips. She was already so close for me. I pulled my lips away, settling over her so that I could focus all of my energy into penetrating her. She whimpered for a brief moment as I drew away, but once my rhythm had picked up she was gasping—clutching at me and the couch, unable to find purchase.
‘F-FUCK!’ she screamed as I slammed into her one last time and curled those fingers inside of her, sending her over the peak as her body tightened and exploded in pleasure.
‘Good girl.’ I smirked sitting above her.
Her eyes glinted as she bit her bottom lip, calling me to drive in and out of her one more time as another gasp escaped her lips.
‘Sunshine, that was everything.You’reeverything.’
16
VALENTINA
Six Months Later
‘I don’t want to go out there. Can’t we just stay here all night.’ I said wrapping my arms around my wife as she fixed her hair in the mirror. She looked ethereal in her wedding dress. My legs had nearly given out as she walked towards me down that aisle only two hours ago.
‘No, all of our guests are arriving and waiting for us.’
‘But I behaved so well during the photos, where’s my reward?’ I pouted pulling her back flush against my front as I started nibbling on her ear. Her breath hitched as her eyes stuttered shut before she stepped away and turned towards me. Her crossed arms and raised brow were meant to challenge me but all it did was make me want her more. I could feel the wetness in my pants building.
‘Is me being your wife, not reward enough?’
I sunk to my knees in front of her. ‘You being my wife is my greatest gift, achievement and reward in this lifetime and every lifetime, Sunshine.’ Her lips couldn’t help but pull into that incandescent smile of hers that always had me melting in a very different way. Every emotion I felt forher prickled under the surface. She was perfection in every sense of the word, and I was humbled she had chosenme. Me to spend her life with. Create with. Explore this world and this life with. I didn’t deserve the Goddess before me, and I would throw myself at her feet every day for the rest of my life in thanks.
‘I love you.’ I breathed taking her hands and pressing her palms to the sides of my face taking in her touch, I closed my eyes and settled into this moment with her. ‘I’m scared.’ I admitted opening my eyes. She sunk to the floor instantly in front of me.
‘Why?’ confusion marred that gorgeous face of hers and I needed to wipe away any feeling from it that wasn’t pure unadulterated joy.
‘Because I have never been happier. Promise you’ll never leave me.’ I said with only a hint of the desperation I was truly feeling lacing my voice.
‘Did I not just vow it in front of everyone we love?’ she caressed my cheek as I sunk into her touch. ‘I love you V. You’re my everything. Always.’ Her gentle lips met mine in a chaste kiss before she pressed her forehead to mine.
‘I know.’ I drew as much air into my lungs as possible and expelled the doubt from every corner of my mind as I exhaled through the fear.
‘What do you need me to do to prove it to you?’
