Chapter 34
We finally made it home and just as I’d expected the house was empty.
They’d be out for hours. Arturo didn’t put me down until we reached my bedroom.
He dumped the helmets on the floor in the corner before shrugging off his jacket and letting it fall to the floor.
His brow ticked with a barely contained wince.
No matter how much he tried to hide it, his pain was as clear as day.
“Arturo, sit down… please,” I reached up to stroke his elbow that was already starting to turn different shades of purple. “We need to get this checked out, it could be broken,”
“It’ll be fine, don’t worry. I know it ain’t broken. It’s just bruised.”
“How about we have a shower? That should help, right?” I was on edge and it was making me ramble. Jumping up from the bed, I headed towards the bathroom.
“ Hermosa , please relax,” he said, reaching out with his bruised arm, not flinching once, to grab me.
“I think I’ll run you a bath anyway, it’ll be good for your body.”
“Isabella, the only thing that’ll be good for me right now, is you,” he smiled with a look full of delicious intent.
I let out a shaky breath as I peered down at him.
I’d thought Arturo was my worst nightmare the moment he appeared in my life, but he was anything but.
It felt like he was bringing back to life, helping me to see who I am and what I can be.
I used to roll my eyes when Peyton spoke about love and soulmates.
But Arturo was quickly turning my world upside down.
“You have no idea how much I need you right now,” he moaned against my stomach as he snaked his arms around my lower back, cupping my ass.
“Then take me, I’m yours…” I whispered, my voice wavering slightly.
Craning his neck so his eyes could meet mine he slowly rose to his feet as I shifted backward.
He tucked a stray tendril behind my ear, the knots in my stomach were replaced with a swarm of butterflies that fluttered rapidly.
My pulse kicked up as desire began to burn low in my belly.
I’d felt want and need with Arturo before, but this… this was different.
“ Mi novia, ” he whispered, against my lips. “ Después de esta noche no hay vuelta atrás para nosotros, eres mía como yo soy tuyo. ”
If there was one thing I’d learned about Arturo it was that he always kept his promises. So if I wanted this, I would need to beg.
“Kiss me, please…” I begged.
“Are you begging for me, hermosa ?” His eyes darkened. We both knew what I was asking for.
“Yes…” I whispered as he tilted my chin up. “It’s what you want, right? Me on my knees begging you.” I was rewarded with a crooked grin.
“Now that’s one hell of a fuckin’ vision.” His lips gently brushed mine, sending every part of me into overdrive. As I wrapped my arms around him to deepen the kiss, he ripped his lips from mine with a groan. “I can’t be gentle, mi princesa . I’m not a gentle man.”
“I don’t care.” I said, peppering his neck with kisses.
“You don’t understand, Bella… I want to break you.” I watched as his adam’s apple bobbed, mesmerised by how sexy that one thing was. “Everythin’ inside me is urgin’ me to break you in every way possible.”
I squeezed my thighs together as his words made warmth pool between my legs.
“Hearin’ you moan and scream my name…”
“Yes…” I whispered as he sank his fingers into my hair, making me gasp as he pulled the strands tight.
“Can you handle that?” His thumb stroked across my lip, sending another flood of heat to my core. His intense words made my pulse throb and pink bloom across my cheeks. “I need to hear you, hermosa . Is this what you want?”
“Y-Yes.” My voice came out as a whisper. I couldn’t begin to understand the craving I had for him. The need that was consuming me.
“Alright then. Take off your clothes,” he ordered, letting his hands fall from my body.
His expression darkened, sending goosebumps prickling along my skin.
“I’m goin’ to have you on your knees chokin’ on my cock till there’s tears streamin’ down that beautiful face and my cum spillin’ down your chin. ”
Swallowing, I took a step backwards, pulling my t-shirt over my head.
The movement made my breasts bounce. I couldn’t help the flutter of pleasure at seeing his pupils widen at the action.
I had no idea how exhilarating the attention of a hot, dominant man could be, one I was quickly becoming consumed by.
Biting my lip, I toed off my boots before shimmying out of my jeans.
The moment I stood before him in nothing but a white thong my heart thundered.
“Stand still.” I couldn’t have moved even if I had wanted to. I was frozen to the spot.
His fingers toyed with the waistband of my panties.
“Fond of these, are you?” he asked.
“Not really.”
A smirk played on his lips just as he ripped them from my body with ease and without a second thought. The fabric cut into my skin but it didn’t hurt… I welcomed the sensation. I welcomed whatever he wanted to do to me. I was ready to succumb to his every demand.
“Look who’s all needy and already wet for me. Let me ask you, hermosa , do you like bein’ my little whore?” he growled against my bare skin.
“Yes.” I managed, my mouth getting drier but the second.
“Good girl, now get on your knees and let me ruin that pretty little mouth.” He knew I’d never done anything like this before, but in that moment something came over me.
Something unexplainable. I dropped to my knees, realising I didn’t recognise this version of myself.
But quite honestly, I didn't care. I thrived off his filthy mouth and what it did to my body.
His eyes darkened making him look more predatory and dangerous than ever.
“I’m waitin’, Isabella,” he gestured to the button on his jeans. Despite my nerves from the adrenaline and my arousal, I made quick work of popping it open and pulling down his zipper. “ Buena puta chica. ”
His jeans fell to the floor with a soft thud.
Releasing a shaky breath, I pushed his boxers down his inked legs, releasing his cock.
I tried to hide the trembling in my fingers but I couldn’t help it.
This was all so new to me and I didn’t want him to see how nervous I was.
I wanted him to treat me like his plaything, dominating me and not treating me like glass that could shatter at any moment.
Looking at the bead of pre cum that formed at the tip of his cock made me swallow hard. He was so much bigger than I had imagined. The sight caused my stomach to somersault endlessly. Surely there was no way that would fit inside me. It would be near enough impossible… right?
“Relax, Bella.” He fisted my hair at the nape of my neck, forcing my gaze back to his. “Suck my cock like the good fuckin’ girl I know you are,” he ordered, the dominance in his voice fuelled the fire inside of me. “You on your knees is the perfect view. You were made to please me, weren’t you?”
“Yes.” The confidence was building quicker by the second, I thrived off his words.
His fisted hand guided my lips to his waiting cock. “Open your mouth,” he demanded, and I obeyed like the good girl I was. “Fuck, I love it when my girl does as she’s told.”
My tongue ran across the tip, making him suck in a sharp breath.
The taste of his arousal filled my mouth.
As I opened my mouth again, his cock slid past my damp lips.
My eyes met his and that gesture alone was enough to send him primal.
He thrust his cock deeper into my mouth, reaching the back of my throat.
It took all I had to shut down my gag reflex that was trying to kick in, but it was no use.
I choked, but that only riled him up more.
“Take my fuckin’ cock, hermosa , give me your tears,” as if on cue, tears pricked my eyes as his fist tightened. “Grip the backs of my legs.”
My hands flew to the back of his legs, my nails digging in slightly, not that he minded.
I was at his mercy.
Just like he and I wanted.
“You’re so beautiful,” he moaned as I took him deeper. “Mi puta reina.”
I must have looked like a damn mess but he didn’t seem to care, he thrived off the pleasure he was feeling. The deeper I took him, the harder my nails dug into his flesh. He pulled my mouth from him allowing me to breath for a moment, his cock throbbing.
“I’m goin’ to come, and you’re goin’ to swallow every single drop, do you understand?” His eyes were wild and his cheeks were flushed. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
Nodding I ran my tongue from the base to the tip of his cock, cleaning the mixture of pre cum and my own spit.
“Fuck!” he moaned, his hoarse voice cutting through the air.
I slid my mouth down his cock with confidence this time, ready for what he was about to give me.
It wasn’t long until he gripped the back of my head, and a moan left his lips as streams of cum hit the back of my throat.
He pulled my mouth from him once more, as I swallowed without hesitation.
My mind whirled. I’d never felt so powerful or so humbled.
That was… intense.
“I said every drop, Bella,” he growled as he crouched in front of me.
I gave him a look of confusion, as he wiped the few drops that had fallen onto my breasts with his finger, bringing it to my lips.
“Open.” I obeyed as if on autopilot. “Suck,” his finger slid past my lips and I swirled my tongue around it, making sure I sucked it dry. “Good girl, now stand up.”
I rose to my feet, flushing red as the wetness from my own arousal trickled down my thigh.
“Look how wet you are.” His finger skated across my sensitive pussy, making it clench.
“I’m goin’ to fuck you, and believe me, you won’t come until I have you beggin’.
” Before I could respond, his lips covered mine in an all consuming kiss.
I groaned as his tongue lashed my own in fierce swipes.
There was no way he wouldn’t have tasted his own arousal on me, but he showed no signs of caring.
My breasts pressed against his chest, making my nipples ache.
The feel of his hot mouth against mine, sucking and biting my lip made me shake with need.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him closer.
Each swirl of his tongue made my core throb.
When he pulled away we were both gasping for breath.
“Get on the bed, bend over, and hold onto the headboard, mi princesa. ”
“The headboard?” I asked, blushing at his words.
“Trust me, princess… You’re goin’ to need to hold on. I plan on breakin’ you, for me and me alone. You’re mine.”
My heart rate skyrocketed as the bed dipped and Arturo joined me. Despite how badly I wanted this, I couldn’t help the nerves that made my limbs shake.
“You okay, hermosa ?” he asked, running a soothing hand down my spine.
“Y-Yes.” I managed through quickening breaths. His fingers came to stroke my hips before gripping them lightly and pulling them back.
“Relax, princesa .” he whispered, pushing his thumb inside me. “This may hurt the first time, but just keep breathing, okay?” I nodded. “Good girl.”
When I felt the head of his length nudge at my entrance I shuddered.
But the moment he slid inside my pussy, slower than expected, I gasped.
It wasn’t how I expected it to feel. The ache that had been there since the day we met was slowly easing and was being replaced by a pinching fullness and a sting that came from him stretching me.
“Oh god,” I murmured, trying to breathe through it.
“You take my cock so well.” He breathed.
Every inch he slid in deeper, the fullness got stronger to the point where I could barely remember my own name.
“You okay?” I nodded vigorously at his question. At this he kissed my shoulder before pulling back, slowly at first, letting me get used to the sensation and stretching to accommodate him. After a few thrusts, I gripped the headboard tighter as he began to speed up, fucking me harder.
“Ah!” I cried out, letting my head fall forward. Blood thundered in my ears and my skin tingled beneath his fingertips. He was slowly consuming every damn inch of my body. I was his and there was no turning back.
Not anymore.
His thrusts got harder and deeper as my clit throbbed with the need to be touched, making me cry out in frustration.
“You want me to stop?” he asked, his lips brushing my ear.
“No… I need you…”
Understanding the raw need in my words, he reached around and stroked his thumb firmly against my clit, his rhythm never faltering.
I gnawed at my lower lip feeling the beginning flutters of my orgasm building.
I was so painfully close to the edge, that my fingers were turning white with the sheer grasp I had on the headboard.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight, Bella.” he groaned, digging his fingers deeper into my flesh.
“Arturo, I?—”
“Does my girl want to come?” he breathed, slamming into me harder.
“Yes!” I screamed, the pleasure making my thoughts hazy. “Please!” I couldn’t even string a sentence together. I was losing all sense of where I was. As the thumb of one hand circled my clit, he brought the other slamming down against my ass, sending a sharp ripple of pain through me.
“Come for me, Bella, come all over my cock,” he ordered, his voice full of dominance. The second the words left his mouth my body began to tremble. “That’s it. Give me everythin’, hermosa . I need every fuckin’ thing.”
“Arturo!” I gasped, as I let myself go and fell into the blissful abyss. The orgasms he had given me before were incredible, but nothing like this. This was unlike anything I had ever felt. It was terrifying and delicious. I was completely at his will.
Pulling my body flush to his, he thrust into me one last time and roared as he filled me with everything he had.
“Fuck!” He cried out, his fingers digging into my skin harder than before.
He pulled my body up against his carefully, bringing his lips to my ear, “If I died tonight, Bella, I’d die a happy man.” He kissed my neck, sending warm gusts of breath sliding across my skin. “You’re mine, Bella, all fuckin’ mine.”
“Yes, I’m yours.”