Chapter 8 #3
“Calm isn’t something you wait for; it’s something you have to choose over and over.
” He lifted the remote slightly so she could see it.
“Throughout today, when things tighten, when your nerves jump and you feel on edge… I expect you to remember this feeling. I expect you to remain grounded, follow my lead so you won’t lose yourself to whatever negative emotions you feel. ” He warned her.
“Understand?” Luca took a step back and waited for La’Nova’s answer.
He didn’t plan on turning her shower water cold at first. When he stepped into his room and was hit with the strong smell of cigarette, the idea came to him then.
He had a lot planned today that consisted of the both of them spending a lot of time together.
If La’Nova was going to be his wife he would have to expose the good, bad and ugly.
There was no sweet way of showing her his demonic side.
That side would arrive by night fall and she would have no other choice but to accept him for who he truly was.
There were a lot of layers to La’Nova Reign.
The cigarettes, her hands shaking randomly whenever her nerves got the best of her.
Luca went inside of her camper this morning and took in the neat precise way she colored.
Then there was her connection to Kentrell.
While he wanted her to trust him, he couldn’t trust her until he knew everything attached to her and about her.
While she had a beautiful aura attached to her, Luca could still see the darkness that made her gray eyes look dangerous.
He wouldn’t ask her for answers, he planned on waiting to see those actions through actions.
Once she started to trust him, she’d talk more and reveal everything he needed to know.
Today would be the start of that. He had a lot on his hands between the twins and La’Nova. Unbalancing either was not an option.
He didn’t mind La’Nova smoking but refused to deal with her chain smoking all throughout the day. It was clear to him that La’Nova needed better self-control. Luca planned on getting to the bottom of whatever made her nerves bad enough to make her smoke the way she did.
“I don’t understand shit, but I guess Luca. You brought me inside of your house. Undressed me, made me sleep in your bed. I’m confused as hell and don’t like feeling this way,” La’Nova expressed truthfully.
Luca heard everything she said and appreciated her honesty and boldness.
Most women would have struggled to cover themselves from feeling uncomfortable standing behind a shower glass naked and wet.
Luca’s stomach grumbled from hunger; he wanted to devour her.
His mouth watered as he imagined himself drying her wet body with his tongue.
The sight of her made him want him impatient to get her to fully submit to him.
He stayed up all night, watching her chest rise and fall.
Just the closeness of her made him feel content and calm.
The feelings she gave him was something he wanted to claim since he knew he needed some form of peace.
Not wanting to see her suffer from the cold water although he still felt like she needed it, he pressed a button on the remote.
Heat rushed back through the pipes, chasing away the last bite of cold.
La’Nova groaned openly, then made a sound of pure relief.
Her shoulders dropped as she stepped back beneath the stream.
The hot water slid over her skin, loosening what the shock had tightened; it calmed her nerves until her body remembered how to be soft and relaxed again.
She stood there, eyes closed, breathing slow, letting the warmth steady her.
Luca didn’t interrupt immediately by talking again.
Instead, he pressed another button on the remote that made the glass door slide open.
He watched her intently with no barrier as she reclaimed herself.
He took in all of her unapologetic curves and started to count each stretch mark that decorated the sides of her shoulders, breasts, and thighs.
Ignoring his bricked-up dick, he squeezed the bulge in his pants firmly then placed his hands behind his back, folding them tightly to keep himself from reaching out and touching her.
“Listen to me,” he whispered sharply.
La’Nova’s eyes opened. She turned her head slightly, acknowledging him without fully facing the glass.
“I’m a gentleman only with the woman I intend to make my wife.”
He let his words marinate inside of her mind, repeating himself was not an option.
“Don’t mistake that for softness,” he added. “I won’t tolerate blatant disrespect—” He stopped talking when she rolled her eyes at him.
Luca frowned at La’Nova tilting his head to the side with a look of determination set on his face. Startling La’Nova, he undid his belt followed by his zipper. He stepped in the shower with his pants falling down his waist.
“What the—”
She never got the words out as his strong callous hand wrapped around her throat.
Her eyes popped out their sockets as he walked her backwards until the back of her thighs hit the shower bench.
La’Nova’s juices gushed out of her pussy to her inner thighs.
She frantically grabbed at his wrists as he tightened his hold on her neck.
The water soaked his shirt making the fabric stick to his hard chest and abs.
He used his free hand to lift her leg as he leaned forward, sinking his teeth into the top of her breast. Before La’Nova could utter out a protest, Luca slid all ten thick inches inside of her then stilled inside of her pussy.
He shut his eyes tightly; they both released a sharp hiss. La’Nova’s pussy fluttered and tightened around his dick. His piece instantly made La’Nova feel whole and conquered. She rotated her hips and tried to move up and down on him but to no avail, Luca kept her locked in place.
His eyes blazed into hers, their bodies practically stuck together as the water fell between them.
He released the hold he had around her neck as his hand fell to her breasts.
A huge part of La’Nova’s brain screamed to tell him to stop.
She couldn’t find the words while high off lust. Luca lifted one of her breasts and sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Her body jerked as a jolt of pain mixed with pleasure stabbed through her chest. He turned his head to the side giving her eyes contact as he flicked his tongue back and forth around her pebbled chocolate nipple.
La’Nova moaned hoarsely, her pussy practically cried out to his dick. It was thirsty for a stroke, but Luca denied her of it.
“Please—ohhhh!” She cried out.
Luca slowly pulled back and thrusted back inside of her. He dropped her tittie and wrapped his hand back around her throat. She could feel every vein down to the pulse of his dick inside of her.
“You will not disrespect me,” He tightened his grip around her throat. “Not in your tone. Not from your mouth. Not in the way you speak to me.” His gaze was unwavering as he slammed into her so hard she started to see stars in front of his face.
“I can feel how close this pussy is to nutting all over my dick,” he whispered out roughly.
His eyes darkened as La’Nova felt a dizzying darkness creeping around the edge of her vision.
If I die like this… I guess it’s the best way to go. She thought.
Each punishing word Luca mumbled out, rushed straight between her legs.
His words pushed La’Nova to the edge of oblivion, but the pressure of his dick pumping in and out of her felt like too much to handle.
He released her neck, she welcomed in the steamy heat from the shower into her lungs before he resumed to squeeze it tight again.
“You act up, I discipline you.”
Her chest seized as a bolt of panic and pleasure took over her.
By the look in his eyes she could tell how serious he was.
Right before she felt herself blacking out, she became overcome with a full body sensation.
She screamed out for mercy as cries of pleasure filled the small space between them.
Her orgasm took over her powerfully as he threw his dick in a full circle inside of her.
It felt like Luca was stretching and taming every muscle inside of her pussy.
“Say you’ll be my wife… I’ll let you cum again.” He pulled back and slammed back inside of her.
La’Nova could smell the faint smell of mint on his breath. She grabbed his shoulders to steady herself but failed. Each time Luca pulled back and slammed all the way in, he moved from side to side, pelvis massaging her swollen clit.
This man is fucking dangerous! She thought as Luca suckled her bottom lip into his mouth still squeezing her neck.
It felt like something was entering her spirit.
Everything seemed to go quiet, like the world had stepped back to witness what was happening to her.
La’Nova’s breath stuttered, heat spread through her, deeper than flesh.
It bloomed in places she didn’t know existed.
Her spine arched, not by choice, but by surrender.
Her muscles softened, and the bricks that she had stacked so high against Luca crumbled.
In this moment, La’Nova felt claimed by Luca, not owned.
It was like something inside of him had called to something hidden inside of her, and it answered without hesitation.