CHAPTER 4 #2
Dove hitches her leg up and over my hip and uses it to pull me down until our bodies are pressed together. My cock slides between her soaked pussy lips and we both moan at how fucking good it feels.
“Can’t wait any longer,” I grumble.
Her other leg comes up and wraps around me until her heel digs into my ass like a spur. Just as my mouth claims hers in another brutal kiss, the crown of my cock finds her entrance.
I’m not gentle. I’m not slow.
Not when my control is about to be obliterated completely.
I punch my hips forward and fill my woman to the hilt in one forceful thrust. Dove cries out as the walls of her sweet cunt stretch around my girth and accept my length like my cock was made to be inside of her.
Because it was.
“Damn it,” I spit the words as I bury my face against Dove’s neck.
I take a deep breath, but her sweet and spicy sent goes straight to my head. Something in my soul snaps and wraps around the woman beneath me, marking her, claiming her.
“Mine,” I growl.
Everything falls away except for the feel of her, and the way our bodies move together. I’m too far gone to be gentle with her as I fuck her hard and fast. But she can take it.
Dove moans my name and begs for more every time I slam inside of her. I keep fucking her like she isn’t the greatest gift I’ve ever been granted. She is; she just doesn’t know it yet.
But she will.
And she’ll never doubt the power she has, or the way I’m wrapped around her little finger and will always do her bidding.
“That’s it, la mia pace. I can feel how close you are to squeezing my cock until I’m filling your sweet cunt with my cum,” I groan the words and nip at the delicate skin of my woman’s neck.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulders and back as her thighs tighten around my waist. “Angelo,” she pants, “harder.”
I rear back on my heels and pull her legs from around my waist. Pushing them together as I hold them up and over one of my shoulders makes her even tighter. As if she wasn’t already strangling my cock.
My fingers dig into her skin as I use my grip on her to give me better leverage.
I fuck her harder, sweat covering my back and dripping down my neck as I pound away.
Every time I bottom out, the crown of my dick kissing the deepest part of her, she lets out a little gasp that’s part pain and part pleasure.
“Play with your perky tits,” I growl out the command.
One of her hands continues to twist in the sheets underneath her while she brings the other up to her lush breasts. She twists one of her nipples and then the other, her eyes rolling back in her head as I keep filling her over and over with my cock.
It’s too much.
And not enough.
With her legs still over my shoulder, I lean over her, one of my hands next to her head to brace my much larger body over her smaller one. It probably looks deranged, the position she’s in. Her legs are almost touching her chest, and it probably looks like I’m about to break her in half.
But she can take it.
As I fuck her, my hips circle and giving her throbbing clit just enough friction whenever I’m filling her, I wrap my hand around her throat. Her blue eyes meet mine and hold. No fear; only want.
My fingers tighten against the sides of her neck, cutting off the blood supply there and making her gasp as if trying to suck more air into her lungs. But I’m not cutting off her air. It’s her mind playing tricks on her.
The way her pussy flutters around my cock as I surge inside of her and retreat tells me everything I need to now.
My woman likes it rough.
She wants me to fuck her like I hate her. But she can see the truth in my eyes.
I adore her.
And I’m not letting her go.
The moment she surrenders to me completely, her thighs shake and her back arches up from the bed as her sweet pussy tightens around me in time with the way her pulse beats against my fingers. I loosen my grip for one bated breath before tightening it again.
Feeling her come on me, feeling her pleasure, is my fucking undoing.
There’s no stopping it when my balls tighten and my back goes rigid as tingles overtake my body. I fuck into her a few times before pushing myself inside of her as deep as I can go.
The first jet of cum painting her walls feels like being reborn.
“You’re going to take every drop of my cum,” I grit out my words like a promise, “and make something beautiful—our future.”
“Angelo,” she mewls while riding out the end of her own bliss. I release her neck, and she lets out a sigh that is pure sin.
“That’s right, la mia pace,” I praise her. “Can you feel me breeding you? You’ll never be able to get rid of me then.”
I grin down at my woman as the last of our pleasure washes over us and take in the way her eyes are bright with satisfaction.
I’m sure it’s not a nice smile stretching across my face.
It’s one of a predator who has caught its prey and has a plan to keep them caged.
But the cage will be beautiful and safe.
Safe.
If anyone tries to come for my woman, they’ll find that my reputation was earned honestly. I don’t mind shedding blood. I’ve done it countless times for my family.
What wouldn’t I do for the woman destiny has given to me?
I don’t pull out of her right away, I can’t.
When I grab a pillow and lift her hips to push it underneath her, Dove rolls her eyes. Rolls her fucking eyes. At me.
It’s adorable. And it tells me she’ll fit right into my world. When it’s time, we’ll show everyone who holds Seattle in her hand. I can’t wait to sit back and watch everyone fall to their knees and worship her.
She deserves nothing less.