Epilogue
ENZO
“Your dress is beautiful, baby. But I’m afraid it’s time you lost it.” Althea stands in the middle of our bedroom, a vision in red and black. “Leave the mask on for now.” Her eyes sparkle with defiance.
She turns herself around, giving me her back.
With her head turned back over her shoulder, she gives me a devilish smirk, pulling the pins from her hair and letting the dark curls cascade down her back.
Shaking her head from side to side, she loosens the remaining tendrils with a soft moan.
When she lifts her head again, turning back to see me, I notice the devil horns haven’t been removed.
Little devil indeed.
“I’m afraid I need your help to get the zipper. I can’t quite reach.” Althea lifts her hair over her arms, exposing her neck and shoulders to me from behind. I take my time slowly stalking to her. My lips find her shoulder, trailing soft kisses up one shoulder then down the other.
My fingers find the zipper and slowly draw it down. Althea shivers as the cool air hits her warm skin. I only get the zipper down a couple of inches and growl when I find all the small hooks on the backside of a low-back bustier. Althea’s shoulders shake with silent laughter.
“What’s the matter, Enzo? You don’t like it?”
“I can’t see it well enough to appreciate it from here.
” I turn Althea around and pull the sleeves down her arms, exposing the red lacy fabric layered cups.
The top of her dress catches at her waist, and the tops of her breasts bounce.
I run my fingertip over the soft skin of her breasts, tugging the front of the left cup down and then the right, teasing each nipple with my tongue.
Althea arches into my mouth, making herself unsteady with the weight of her gown. I hold her steady with my arm around her back and continue unzipping the rest of the way until the dress falls into a pool at her feet.
My hands traverse her body from her shoulders to her ass. I bite down hard on her right nipple, eliciting a scream from my beautiful little devil.
“What is this?” I ask, tugging at the leather strap wrapped around her waist. I let my hands travel the expanse of each thin piece down her ass cheek and around her thighs. “You bought a new harness.” It’s not a question. It’s a fact. One she is going to pay dearly for.
My little devil isn’t the only one with plans for this evening.
Her coy smile is like a punch to the groin. She knows exactly what she does to me when she defies me. But she also knows what I’ll do when she does. My eyes travel the full length of her body, taking in each detail, from the bustier to the harness, the garters, and the heels.
Goddamn I’m a luck son of a bitch.
A small black handle catches in the flickering of the dim light, and my lips turn up at the corners. She has her daggers tucked away in her garters.
“You came prepared to play. That’s good, baby.
” I force her back a few steps, stepping over her gown and knocking the backs of her knees into the mattress.
Her steps falter, but she doesn’t fall. Without warning, I swiftly turn her to face the bed and bend her over, ass out, then I remove her weapons, tossing them onto the mattress in front of her.
“Bringing weapons to our wedding, baby? Were you planning to throw them at Naz again? He threatened to shoot me the next time you did.”
I can hear the smile in her voice. “If he deserved it. But now that I know he’s threatened you, I know he does.” I laugh, biting the side of her neck before licking away the pain.
“Mmm. What I’m going to do to this ass,” I say, gripping her ass cheek in my hand then kissing her from her shoulder all the way down her spine, unhooking the bustier as I go. Releasing the offending fabric, I pull it out from under her torso in one swift motion.
With my other hand, I’m smearing her wetness back and forth, but I don’t penetrate.
Not yet, even as she pushes back, looking to pull me inside.
“Don’t move,” I order as I drop to my knees and kiss her thighs, stroking her calves with my hands.
Althea is so revved up. I can see her pussy clenching.
Unable to resist, I give her a few licks, savoring her tangy essence.
Reaching for the leg of the bed, I pull out my own little wedding night surprise and firmly attach the shackles from the right side of the bed to her left ankle and vice versa, allowing me access to flip her over whenever I choose.
Althea looks back, her eyes filled with fire.
“The fuck did you just do?” I smile wide.
She lays her hand flat on the mattress, pushing herself up, but I’m quick to grab and force her torso back down onto the bed.
Reaching back down to the floor, I pull out a set of cuffs from under the foot of the bed and attach it to her wrist and then to the little O-ring in the center of her harness where her ass and back meet.
“Hmm, perhaps here is where I should put your tattoo.” I offer, kissing just above the ring.
Reaching for her other wrist, I give it the same treatment.
She’s bound and bent, completely at my mercy.
She grumbles and curses, but her face is currently turned into the mattress, making it hard for me to understand her words.
Standing up and leaning over her once more, I check with her. “Are you all right, baby? Do you need your safe word?” Her head whips to the side, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Hell no. Do your worst, baby. I can handle it. I need it. Need you.”
Fuck.
I take her mouth in a brutal kiss, then continue with my master plan.
Unhooking two of the harness straps that run directly across the middle of her luscious ass, I push them aside, exposing more soft olive skin, then slam my hand down and smack her ass hard.
“You are never to put yourself in harm’s way again.” Smack. Smack.
“I will be the one to protect you. Are we clear?” Smack. Smack. Smack.
Althea groans with each strike. She’s so wet I can see her juices on her thighs.
Unable to hold out any longer, I unhook my belt and free my cock, slamming into her from behind.
Althea cries out with the intrusion, but those cries soon turn into moans as I grip her hips and piston my cock in and out of her.
My tempo increasing with each stroke. Althea comes with a loud cry.
Her back is covered with a sheen of sweat.
My makeup is streaked on her skin everywhere I’ve kissed her.
She shakes, her ass shimmying side to side as I thrust, giving me a new sensation.
Her pussy clenches and she creams all over my cock again and again, pulsing and pulling.
Her body can’t get enough. Eventually, I feel the telltale tingling at the base of my spine and my balls tighten up seconds before I blow my load inside her, holding her hips to me, refusing to let her lose one single drop.
Althea’s body collapses, and mine follows hers. We’re both panting and sweaty. I pull my upper body off her and pull my shirt off over my head. Althea’s head turns where she can see me, and I feel her pussy clench down on my now semi-hard cock.
I smile, knowing she likes what she sees. “You’ll have to give me a few minutes, little devil.” She smiles.
“How about you untie me first, and maybe we can take round two in the shower?” she suggests. “I seem to be covered in sweat and paint.”
“Mmm. So you are.” I kiss her back, sliding her hair over her shoulder and kissing her neck. “But the thing about that is, I like seeing my mark all over your body. Even if it’s in paint.”
Althea giggles. I’m already undoing her cuffs when she says, “But there are so many other ways for you to leave your mark on me, dear husband.”
“Say it again,” I demand. Althea smiles wider.
“Husband.” Her legs are unhooked, and I spin her onto her back, my tongue invading her mouth. With my hands in her hair and her body pressed against mine, I make her another promise she can add to our vows.
“You have my word, I’ll mark this beautiful body every day for the rest of our lives, and you’ll love every fucking minute of it.
” Althea bursts into laughter. My fingers find her cunt, and her laughter dies off into groans of satisfaction.
“I love your little noises. I love the way your body responds so sweetly to my every touch. But none of that compares to how much I love you.” I send Althea careening over the edge one more time and listen in awe as she calls my name.
“I love you too, Master of Death.”