CHAPTER 79 - RED
CHAPTER
Red
A RIANNA FALLS APART underneath me, so now I can let go. It’s a good job because I can’t last any longer. Her walls still clench around me, massaging me to new heights, and making my cock hard like never before. “You ready, princess?”
Flipping Arianna over onto her front, I pull her gorgeous, toned ass up so that she’s on her knees. I’d love to sample that ass, but I’ll save that for another time.
Arianna is pliable; spent from her fading orgasm. But I am not, and if I’m clever, I’ll bring her up again before I blow.
Holding her hips, I push back into her glove-like wetness and up my pace to breakneck speed. My one hand travels around the front so my thumb circles her clit. She jerks and yelps and yeah, I know it’s sensitive, but she’ll come again real soon and she’ll come good and hard.
I pour with sweat, every fiber screaming for release. Those beautiful moans she makes turns me on further. It’s like I’ve known her forever because I can tell she’s close again already.
I fight to keep her steady as she drives back hard onto my cock. “Good girl,” I pant, my own building climax accelerating.
One final hard press on her clit and she’s gone. Three more hard, deep thrusts and Arianna screaming my name is all it takes for me to lose control. My cock swells, my balls at bursting point and with a guttural roar, I empty into her.
My come pumps for so long, I’m convinced I’ll collapse, but eventually I feel myself start to soften, and so I pull Arianna with me to roll on the bed.
We lay in silence, the only sound our labored breathing.
Fuck! That is hands down the most intense sex I’ve ever had. Pushing myself up onto an elbow, I pull Arianna towards me, brushing a tendril of her hair from her face. “Everything okay?”
Arianna blinks, her violet eyes bright, yet wary.
Not used to second-guessing or questioning anything after a session in the sack, I feel uncharacteristically uncomfortable. “Arianna?”
“I...” Arianna’s mouth opens to speak and then changes her mind.
Shit . Does she regret this? Because I don’t.
And there’s no turning back now.
Moving her so I’m over her once again, I gently press my lips to hers. “You’re mine now, Arianna.”
A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. “I know...”
Staring into her eyes, I realize this is more than sex. This is a connection - a base connection that I could possibly class as love...
And from what I see; from what I read deep inside the violet-hued window to Arianna’s soul, she feels the same.
I’m getting hard again. That’s what this woman does to me. Galvatore blood or not, Arianna belongs to me now in every sense of the word. I don’t know how I’ll make this work, but I’m sure as fuck going to manage it because there’s no other option if I want to draw air.
Parting her thighs with my knee, my rapidly hardening cock is back at her entrance, slick and dripping with my come, and I easily slide back into her. She wraps her arms around my neck, gently moaning with awakened need.
We fit together like a glove. She feels it. I feel it. I can’t explain it - it goes against everything I stand for, but our connection is stronger than anything.
And for that, I’ll kill to ensure I keep her. Even my own brothers, if needs be.