48. Luciano
Chapter 48
Luciano
"Sweetheart, that's enough chum in the water."
We were also out of chum.
"It's a feeding frenzy already." I pointed out the violent waters to her as dorsal fins broke the churning surface. "The men are nicely skinned and ready to be shredded, too," I informed her, looking back at the huddled men who were bleeding from the skinned part of their bodies.
They looked crude, if I had to say so myself. The anatomical pictures in college textbooks were how they looked right now, the ones that would show all the muscles. Well, they didn't look that naked, but close enough. Pretty sure Juliet was a little disappointed that I couldn't make them look textbook perfect, but she got over it rather quickly once I handed her the chum bucket and told her to bring the sharks in.
Squealing with delight, she clapped her hands together. "I know, it's gonna be so fun!" Fear raced at my heart when she bounced around giddily. I feared her slipping and somehow falling over the rails into the shark-infested water. "Throw them in already." She demanded, pulling impatiently at my arm.
Fairly amused by her enthusiasm, I wrapped my arms around her and trapped her energetic body against mine. "Patience, principessa , they're not going anywhere but the water in a second." The bastards could beg and plead all they wanted, but their fate wouldn't change.
Dragging her over to a chair, I forced her to sit down with me, holding her firm in my lap as I signaled for my men to start chucking the men overboard to their watery graves.
Shifting around in my lap, Juliet sat herself sideways on me with her arms around my neck. "Best marriage present ever." She giggled, grinning happily up at me. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
Cracking a mindless smile of my own, I leaned down and kissed her longingly. "You don't have to, sweetheart. I see it every time you look at me." Words would never fully express our love for each other either way.
I meant my words, though, Juliet never has to say anything because every time I looked into her eyes, I could see the depth of her immense affection for me. And she might say otherwise at times, but there's no hiding the truth from her eyes. I'd never tire of the way her eyes light up in my presence, the way they'd sparkle and shine with such amazement and adoration. Then, the goofy smile that always made its way to her face before she'd forcefully hide it once she caught herself. Everything about Juliet was a wonder and blessing to me.
"I know, but I love you a lot, like a lot, a lot." She admitted with a shy smile and blush to her cheeks.
Unable to help myself, I laughed softly as I held her dearly. "I love you a lot, too, my bratty wife," I whispered into her ear before moving my head up to kiss her head.
Peacefully, we sat there for a while, watching the sharks tear the screaming men apart until only the sounds of water splashing from the violent movements of the sharks could be heard. Honestly, it didn't feel any different than a movie date—all that was missing was some popcorn.
Mindlessly stroking her hair, I leaned my head against hers. "Have you decided where you want to go?" I asked her a while after the activity died down.
"Hmm," humming softly in thought, she turned herself around on my lap, straddling me. "Let's go to the Caribbeans. I wanna do a lot of diving and exploring." She answered with a little smile.
"Sounds good to me. I'll contact our people down there and arrange things for our stay there." Good thing we had vacation houses set up around the world for places we often frequent.
Grabbing my face, Juliet forced me to look at her momentarily before she graced me with her lips. "I can't believe we're actually going to have some personal time to ourselves." She sounded relieved and kind of tired, which I didn't blame her for.
I could barely believe it myself. Hell, I wondered if I lost some marbles when I planned this last-minute trip two nights ago because I became so fed up with running the city red. Taking a vacation now of all the times in the world probably wasn't the best call, but the others insisted I needed this along with Juliet to decompress and reset. For once, I relented without a fight, and thinking about it now and what's to happen next month—best decision ever.
"Just you and me and quality time." It was also about damn time we started this relationship off on the right foot.
"I know, it's just so hard to believe… And I don't know, after being so wound up all this time, it feels kind of weird just to relax finally." Juliet admitted with a sad smile. "And it's weird to think that it's finally all over in a sense. I mean, I know the city is going to take a lot of work and time, but such a big change happened so fast. It's unbelievable."
"I know what you mean, sweetheart. I can barely believe it myself, but we both deserve this." Easier said than done, but if we didn't step back, we would lose ourselves for the worse.
I hated it, but Juliet was a prime example. She was a completely different person from when I picked her up that night. Yes, trauma changes people, but she got her taste of blood and went into a frenzy with it. Hopefully, this little vacation will do well to reset her a little. I wanted to bring back the sweet side of her a little, not this power-hungry terror that would become a thorn in my ass if I didn't put a cap on things right now.
Yeah, I was happy for her newfound confidence and how she stepped into power, but by God, she needed to have a leash put on her before she went rabid and got herself into too deep of trouble that even I wouldn't be able to pull her out of.
Well, all of that was a worry for later. Right now, the only thing that mattered to me was returning Juliet's heated kiss with my own.
"I need you." Juliet's heated breath sent shudders down my body. "Right." Rip . "Now."
Holy shit.
I gripped her hips and suppressed my shiver from the chilly night air hitting me. Never would I have thought Juliet could be so forceful and passionate. She tore my shirt open like it was nothing to paw at my bare body with her frenzied hands. "I need to ride my husband's cock, now."
"Mhmm fuck." I hissed through gritted teeth from the feeling of her hips grinding down against me—hard. "Not yet. I need to taste my beautiful wife." I strained out a groan as I forced her away from me.
Then, with a grunt of effort, I flipped her upside down, causing her dress to pool down around her waist and upper body. "Fuck." My hand descended on her bare cunt before the thought crossed my mind. "You weren't wearing anything under this whole time?" Exciting but infuriating. The thought of someone possibly getting a peak at her if she accidentally bent over too much or somehow her skirt lifted really grated my nerves the wrong way.
Sinking two fingers into her, I curved them into her g-spot, pressing and rubbing hard against it as I kept my fingers hooked inside of her. "You risked another person getting a sight of my cunt? Did you want me to kill another bastard tonight for happening to glance upon something he shouldn't have?"
"Well?" I pressed her when all I got in response were some strangled moans. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
Her hips bucked away from me the more I drilled my fingers into her, but my arm around her lower back kept her anchored to me. "Nhnn… I… I wanted to fuck in the locker rooms, wanted less between us." She whimpered between her moans.
Throwing her legs over my shoulders, I nudged at them until she wrapped them around my head and neck. Then, I teasingly fingered her very slowly. "Have you been this soaking wet the whole time?" I asked her in a playfully accusatory tone. "All wet, needy, desperate, and ready while you waited like a bitch in heat for me to bend you over and fuck you?" The thought of her being ready to be taken by me at a second's notice was rather exciting, so much so that I felt my hardened member twitching in my pants.
A soft pressure tightened around my head with Juliet's tensing thighs as she moaned softly and shuddered. "Yes." She whimpered with a choked gasp, her soft walls throbbing around my fingers with the sound.
"Yes, to what, principessa ?" It could be to both, for all I cared, but I wanted to toy with her some.
"Being a wet and needy slut for you this whole time and ready to be fucked." She quickly answered while bucking her hips at me. "Can't help it, you're so sexy."
Chuckling softly, I pulled my fingers out to stroke her from clit to ass, circling the tips of my coated fingers around her tight ring of muscles a few times before trailing back down to her clit. Lazily, I repeated this a few times as I ordered her around. "Take my cock out, baby." It barely felt like a second had passed before the cold air bit my aching member, following the sound of my zipper being undone. "Suck me off, sweetheart, put me in your mouth and choke on me while I feast on you."
"Yes, sir."
A strangled groan strained out of me when I felt her hot mouth take all of me in until she gagged. Her head started to reel back, but I didn't want the bliss to end. So, I reached a hand down to grab the back of her head and shove her down until her lips pressed against my pelvis. Leaning my head down, I sealed my mouth around her sex after I slid my fingers up to her ass and sank them into her to my knuckle. Keeping a firm hand on the back of her head, I forced her to struggle and choke on me as I lapped at her succulent cunt.
I don't know how long we sat there on the deck, locked with each other—I was too drunk on her addictive juices to care. All I knew was that I ate her out like a starved man. Even when she would squeal and try to buck away from me during her orgasms, I kept myself attached to her, riding her aftershocks and pushing her into orgasm after orgasm. I only stopped because of the tapping against my leg, which snapped me out of my lustful haze like a bull to the chest.
In a swift movement, I flipped her right side up, turning her to face me while I positioned her in my lap. "What's wrong? Was I too rough?" She looked winded and roughed up with her tousled hair, spit, tear-strewn face, and swelling red lips.
I kept a close eye on her the whole time, and yeah, I might have forced her to stay down on me longer than usual, but I let her come up for air when it looked like she desperately needed it. Also, when I felt her struggle too much, I let her up.
Worrying over her, I kept looking over every inch of her as I smoothed her hair out. She wasn't crying or sobbing, nor did she look at me all betrayed and hurt. So, why the taps?
"N-no, you weren't, but it was getting too much. I was gonna throw up, and the blood rush to my head was getting too much, too." She mumbled with a small sniffle and chuckled as she wiped her face with her hands.
Relieved, I let out a small sigh and kissed her forehead. "Want to take a little break?" I muttered against her forehead while using my own hands to wipe her mess away.
Juliet softly shook her head with a hum. "Just give me a few seconds, and I'll be good to go." I was about to question her, but her reassuring smile kept my worries at bay.
For a moment of solace, we sat there in each other's arms, listening to the calm waters while basking in the moonlight and heat from the heater—summer or not, it was still fucking cold at night this far north. I wouldn't mind it one bit if she decided to call it a night after her little moment; really, I wouldn't. I could always take care of my own problem or be patient with my fingers crossed for tomorrow.
Feeling some time pass, I was about to suggest we head down, but the thought escaped my mind when I felt a tight warmth blanket my length. Biting out a deep groan, I shut my eyes tightly as I gripped her bubbly ass cheeks with my full hands. " Porca puttana, tesoro, mi ucciderai ." At least I'd die happy if I went right now. "Relax, sweetheart, you're squeezing me so much." I let out a breathless chuckle as I struggled to hold myself together from her spasming walls.
"Can't help it. Feels too good." She whimpered with some jerky movements of her hips. "So big and full." She barely managed a few sloppy bounces before coming apart with another orgasm.
"Giving up already, principessa ?" I teased with a cocky grin, slapping her ass to encourage her. "What happened to my eager little slutty wife?" Her body jerked with the next slap to her ass, spurring into action with slow rises and falls of her plush body. "My beautiful, curvy little sweetheart."
So fucking perfect.
I couldn't help my hands from wondering about her plump body, tracing over every little stretchmark, dip, curve, and roll of hers as I mapped out her body for the hundredth time. Every part of her was so beautiful and perfect. Nothing of hers was off-putting to me, even her little tummy jiggling with every bounce of her body. Hell, I loved how her body rippled under me with the impact of my thrusts or whenever I jerked her body when I fingered her. Just something about the little bounce to her body got me going.
Glaring at me softly, she dug her fingers into my shoulders, pulling a pained hiss from me when I felt the bite. Bracing herself with a renewed determination, she tightened her legs against me to steady herself before moving with more purpose.
"Shit." I hissed out a chuckle as I tightened my grip on her hips to help her bounce.
Guess she just needed a little convincing to kick her ass into gear.
Sliding an arm up her back, I bury my fingers into the back of her hair, fisting it to bring her head down into a tongue-tying kiss. Feeling her struggle awkwardly against me, I pulled my tongue back and broke the kiss briefly. "Keep your upper body still, and just move your hips," I instructed her, using my other hand to help guide her.
Thankfully, she was a quick learner because it only took a handful of stiff movements before she got down a smooth rhythm and pace that had both of us moaning and groaning while we made out feverishly. "I'm so close. Come with me, please." She panted against my lips, nipping and pulling at it while her nails dug into me more.
" Amorina , I'm going to come in you whether you like it or not if you keep it up." I was about to lose my damn mind with how much effort I'd put into holding myself back. My damn balls ached for a release so badly, but I wanted to hold out for her to get her share of pleasure.
If this were any other night, I wouldn't care because round two was on the table, but not tonight. After the raid and the fight, and now this, I would be beyond spent the moment I blew my load. Hell, if I weren't so pent up and desperate for Juliet's pussy, then I would have dragged her under the deck and into bed the moment the sharks were done with the bodies.
"Luciano." Call me vain, but I absolutely loved hearing my name from her sweet lips while her eyes were all on me. "Coming."
And that did. All my control out the window with how she moaned my name and kept on telling me that she was coming right up until she did. The moment her softness strangled my cock, I blew it.
"Fuck, Juliet." I groaned into her hair, holding her trembling body tightly against me as we rode out our orgasms together.
Peeling back from me, Juliet pressed her forehead against mine. With her eyes closed in bliss, she let her heavy breath wash over me as she came down from her high. And I swear, my soul left my body with her deep and tender kiss. I was left pretty breathless when she pulled away. "I love you, Luciano, so much. And thank you for giving me a new life and loving me." The ways her eyes sparkled with such love made me melt.
Giving her a loving kiss of my own, I held her precious face in my hands and smiled warmly at her. "No, I gave you what you deserved. I should be the only one thanking you for bringing life to my dullness. I love you, Juliet, now and forever. And as I've sworn before, I will spend the rest of our life proving it to you every day."