53. Massimo
Chapter fifty-three
Massimo
P icking my wife up into my arms, I relish the way she kisses my neck like she can’t seem to help herself.
I had thought she once let her guard down for me before her banishment, but compared to how she unabashedly clings to me now, I see that there is a difference between Alessia letting her guard down, and Alessia having her guard down. Her now prioritizing me over her family was the pinnacle in our relationship for me personally.
She stops to look around the room as we enter it and I kick the double doors shut behind me. “Oh, my God. Wow,” she gasps.
I admire her every reaction as we venture further inside. I left the majority of the property as it was, only renovating a master suite for us. I’ll leave it up to her to make any changes.
This in fact is a castle and the previous owners for many generations tried to preserve as much as possible. I don’t want to destroy history, but considering we will be a part of its history, I think it’d be safe to put our stamp on it as well.
“I love it. I can’t believe you bought this for me.” She beams at me, but I see the smugness behind it. She was already entitled to begin with, but now she’s spoiled rotten. “It’s seriously like a fucking castle.”
“It is a castle, and also on a vineyard.”
“Seriously?” she squeals, and I nod my head chuckling. “Well then, as gratitude, I am yours to do with as you please.”
Chuckling again, I pin her down on our bed. “You’re already mine to do with as I please,” I murmur and dip my head to kiss her neck.
The woman still feigns abhorrence for my utter dominance and being spanked until her ass is too painful to sit on for days, but she is constantly provoking me.
We both hastily undress, and I begin to worship my wife.
Our ceremony resembled a coronation. She ascended the altar as if it were a throne. She stood resplendent, an embodiment of regality, enveloped in a sacrosanct aura. The crowd visibly swayed, barely resisting the magnetic pull urging them to their knees in veneration.
Taking both of her wrists in one hand, I hold them down above her head and take a nipple into my mouth. Sucking it until she hisses. It pops out of my mouth and I move to the other one and do the same. She’s arching her back and panting as I move my mouth slowly down her body. Every inch of her delicious.
When I get to her sweet cunt, I flip her over to her knees and bury my face into her. “Fuck, Massimo,” she rasps and rocks her hips, so I clamp my hands down to keep them in place. The little mink knows I’m the one in control.
Using the heel of my palms and my thumbs, I spread her cheeks open so I can get to everything. Because that’s where I’ll up with my cock.
She whines and moans into the mattress as I gorge on her cunt and the tight back hole I cannot wait to feel band around my cock. Once I have her quivering for me, I’m up on my knees lining myself up to dip into her cunt first. She’s so fucking sexy from this angle. Her hips look wider and her ass bigger and the way her waist is stretched out and her beautiful back exposed to me, it’s hard not to want to take her like this every time.
Her cunt is so wet, it’s creamy for me and sticks around the base of my cock when I pull out and line up with her ass. She resists the urge to clench up as she arches her back.
The slicked-up head of my cock rubs around the tight hole, and I press forward slowly. “Mmm.” She fists the sheets harder and pulls. Then she sucks in a sharp breath through her teeth as it goes in past my head.
Taking my hand, I flatten it on her back and rub up and down to help keep her relaxed. She’s such a tiny thing. And me? I’m more significant than average. It’s a stretch for any woman of any size.
My cock is in halfway, and I pump it. It already feels extramundane and heavenly. Everything about her does. Her personal dopamine alone heightens all my senses. Making everything feel… more . Fate has delivered me my perfect counterpart. Something I thought unattainable. My formidable queen of the underworld, who loves me with the same fierce passion.
The shaft of my cock disappears into her more, and I’m getting closer to bottoming out. “Go ahead, baby. Let go.”
My nostrils flare as I still for a moment. Telling me to let go is like taking the leash off a rabid tiger. “Alessia,” I choke out.
“Do it, baby.” She rocks back, taking it upon herself to swallow the rest of my cock.
“ Cazzo ,” I spit, and my hips punch forward. Drilling into her hard but leisurely, slamming in, then slowly pulling back.
Hooking my arm around her waist, I pull her down to the side with me and begin rolling my hips. My one hand grabs at her breast as the other snakes down to slip against her creamy cunt, and she pushes her ass back and moans.
She moans louder and rolls her entire body. My hand leaves her breast to squeeze around her throat, stealing the air from her, and her moves halt. Accepting my dominant position.
Moving my hips faster I really let go. Skin slapping and both of us panting. “ Ti amo , Alessia.”
She moans and turns her head. “I love you so much.”
Kissing her hard, she begins convulsing, and my balls jump up to succumb to my release.
After we catch our breath, I give her sweet ass a swat as she heads off to the bathroom and I go to run the water in the tub that’s in the main room overlooking the outdoors. I had fantasized about Alessia, wet and nude in the clawfoot tub, with our motherland as the backdrop.
I’m just sinking down into the warm water when she comes sauntering out, wearing only a smirk and her hair up on top of her head so that everything is on display for me. Nothing in the way of her beauty and the smoothest skin I’ve ever touched.
She has me chuckling as she climbs over me and wraps her arms around my shoulders when she joins me. With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and rests her head on my chest.
“So, how long are we really staying here?” she asks after a moment of serenity.
“Eight days.”
“Mmm. Perfect. So, I get eight days of this?”
“More or less.” I rub her backside with both hands. “Although I do love having you naked around the clock, I would like to leave the bedroom at some point to show you the rest of the property.”
“As long as we can come right back to do this.”
I smile. Sometimes I honestly think she is just as insatiable as me. Her fingertips start lightly seeking out my scars, and I watch her in a daze. “Do you know when you do that?”
“Do what, my love?” Her eyes are still shut.
“That.”
Her fingers still, and she looks up at me. “What?” I dip my eyes to where her fingers are, and she follows. “Oh.” She snorts. “Not anymore. I love outlining their forms and letting my imagination roam with intricate backstories.” She turns in to place a kiss on one scar. “But it’s become a habitual fixation of mine. It’s soothing for me.”
She places another kiss on my chest. Then another and another. Her lips begin moving their way up my chest, and she ends up straddling me as her mouth is all over my neck. My cock comes back to life and bobs up behind her.
“Massimo,” she rasps and lifts her face up to mine. “You empower me in every single way possible.” She reaches behind herself to wrap her fingers around my cock and pulls.
“Your existence has forged me into an unparalleled version of myself.”
She grins and strokes my cock some more. “That’s the most flattering thing you have ever said to me.” Her lips collide into mine for a ravishing kiss. Lifting her hips up, she sinks down on me.