Chapter Seventeen
Cormac
Marco’s words refuse to leave my head as I return home to Arianna. I thought getting closure with Ciara would help but instead, Marco has put me in an uncomfortable spot.
I have to kill Josh to prove my loyalty. I don’t have any love for Josh after how he treated Arianna but what I hate is Marco dictating what I can and cannot do. It’s bullshit. I already married Arianna to show that I won’t go kill anyone again. I shouldn’t have to prove myself anymore.
But I guess nothing I’ll do will ever be good enough for Marco. He’ll always hate me and I’ll always hate him.
There’s no way out of this twisted merry-go-round.
My anger is reaching a boiling point by the time I get home. When Arianna comes into the foyer to greet me, there’s only one thing I want: her. I want her to take my anger away.
Without thinking about it, I cup her face and kiss her like I might die without her lips on mine.
She gasps for a second before leaning into my touch.
Her hands grab my back, pulling me in closer.
She wants this just as much as I do. Despite everything, she’s been able to forgive me.
So why can’t Marco? Fuck him. I don’t want him on my mind right now. I just want Arianna.
“I need to taste you,” I growl against her lips. Ever since our time in the shower together, I have wanted nothing more than to explore Arianna’s body further.
“Taste me?” Her innocence is going to be the death of me.
“God. I need it. Let me.” I’m practically begging her but I need her consent. After I kidnapped her, I need Arianna to know that she is safe with me.
“Ok,” she whispers, sounding uncertain but there’s a slight tick of excitement to her voice.
I pick her up around the waist and she wraps her legs around mine. We fit together perfectly.
I bring her to the bedroom where I set her down gently. She deserves to be treated right. I never want to go back to the past where I considered hurting an innocent person to get revenge on Marco. That’s not the person I want to be anymore.
I kneel down on the ground and pull her hips to the edge of the bed. Arianna gasps. The only thing I need is for Arianna to know that she’s mine.
And I think I’m hers. In my gut, it feels right. Belonging to someone. Choosing to belong to someone.
Thankfully, she’s wearing a summer dress today so all I have to do is flip her dress up and pull her panties straight down.
“Cormac,” she gasps out.
I spread her legs wide and stare at her pretty pussy.
I’ve touched her but I haven’t truly seen this part of her yet.
And fuck, does she have a pretty pussy. It makes my cock hard just looking at her.
Her pink folds and her hidden entrance. I want nothing more than to sink my cock into her but not right now.
Right now, I need to taste her.
I plant my face between her legs and lick over her pussy. Arianna’s hips buck up as an excited gasp escapes her.
“It’s all right,” I murmur against her inner thigh. “Just relax. Just feel this.”
Slowly, her body sinks into the mattress. I lick along her folds until my tongue finds her clit. I give it a little flick. She gasps, her hands clutching the blanket under her.
“Does this feel good?” I run my tongue over her cute little nub. Again and again and again.
“Cormac,” she softly moans. Hearing Arianna say my name in the heat of pleasure is unlike anything I’ve experienced before. It makes a softness spread through me while my cock grows harder.
“Does it feel good? Tell me.” I flick her clit again with my tongue.
“Yes,” she admits. “Yes, it does.”
“Good. Do you want me to stop? Because I don’t want to stop.”
She hesitates for a moment before giving me her answer. “Don’t stop.”
Thank god. I bury my face in between her legs and eat her pussy out like I’ve been wanting to. The whimpers and moans that escape Arianna’s mouth spur me on more. I grip her thighs tightly, spreading her wider. I need to taste her. All of her.
My tongue moves down to her entrance. Arianna moans when I sink my tongue into her. The sounds she’s making are soft and pretty. Not loud like some women I’ve been with in the past. But I don’t need Arianna to be loud. I just need her to be herself.
Because I care for her. Because, even though I didn’t choose this marriage, I want to make it work. For her. She showed me that I don’t have to hate everything and everyone in this world. She showed me that I can have happiness.
I slip my tongue out of her and bring it back to her clit. I flick it over and over and over again. Arianna’s hips continue to roll against my face. I love that she’s loving this. She deserves nothing less.
“Cormac,” she sighs. “Oh. Oh!” Her sounds of excitement make me even more excited.
My cock is dying to come out but I push it back.
Right now, this is about Arianna. I need the reminder that she’s truly mine, after what Marco demanded of me.
I need to remember that I have some say in my life and that she does too.
I roll her clit around with my tongue. The soft moan that escapes her sounds beautiful. I never knew someone could sound so fucking beautiful in the middle of something like this.
Sex for me had always been passionate and rough but with Arianna, there’s a softness to it. It’s almost like… love.
But do I love her? I haven’t known her for long. I care for her but is that love?
The truth is: I’ve never been in love before. But if there was anyone I could fall for, it would be Arianna.
“Open your eyes,” I instruct. Arianna does as I tell her. “I want to look into your eyes as you come for me. Can you do that?”
She nods, breathless pants escaping her.
I keep my eyes locked with hers as I run my tongue along her pussy. Arianna never looks away once.
I grip her thighs together and lick her harder. Arianna’s soft moans become louder while her hips buck into my face with more ferocity.
“Oh,” she moans. “Oh!” Her eyes clamp shut as her body shudders and shakes from her release. I continue to eat her out as she comes.
It’s only once her body calms down that I pull away from her.
“What was that for?” she asks.
“I just needed to taste you.” My palm cups her pussy. “I just needed to touch you again.” I rub my hand against her sensitive clit. Arianna’s hips begin to rise to meet my hand.
“I’m not sure I can,” she whimpers.
“Yes, you can. Come for me again.” I’m not ready to face what Marco wants me to do. Instead, I just want to spend this moment with Arianna. My wife. The woman I care for. The woman who has changed me.
I rub her clit harder with the palm of my hand.
Arianna’s soft pants resume. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are lit up from her pleasure. Never has she looked more beautiful. My innocent little wife.
She bucks her hips into my hand, unashamed. I love that she’s not as shy about this as she once was. The fact that she can let me touch her after everything I did is a miracle.
“Cormac,” she moans softly.
“Come for me again. Please.” I don’t even care if I sound desperate. I just need this. “Tell me you’re mine.”
Her body stills for a moment before a moan leaves her lips.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I repeat. “I need to hear it.”
“Are you mine?” she gasps out.
I hesitate. Can I belong to another human when I fought so hard to make my own way in life? But look where that got me. Only misery.
“I’m yours,” I answer honestly. “If you want me to be.”
“Then I’m yours too.”
I press down on her clit and the sweet moan that escapes her makes my cock so fucking hard. “So come for me. Now.”
She gasps right as her second orgasm hits her. Watching her shake and shudder is a thing of beauty.
I remove my hand from between her legs and she stares up at me, catching her breath, looking more beautiful than ever before. God, I want to fuck her right now. Just sink my cock straight into her.
Arianna’s legs are still spread open for me.
But I hold back. I don’t want to fuck her when I still have this anger inside of me. I’m tired of it. I just don’t know how to fully get rid of it.
“Do you want me to touch you?” she asks so innocently, nodding at my waist.
“Yes.”
She sits up and unzips my pants. I hiss when her hand wraps around my cock. She’s not as shy about it like she was the first time she touched me.
“You can put your mouth on me,” I say. “If you want to.”
Her eyes flick to my cock and back up to my face before a determination settles in her expression. She bends down and kisses the tip of my cock. I almost come right then and there.
“Fuck,” I moan. A little smile crosses her face. “Are you enjoying this? Having me in the palm of your hand? Literally?”
“Yes,” she admits. “I like having some power over you. It makes everything feel more fair.”
She kisses my cock again, so sweetly. Her innocence is going to kill me, I fucking swear.
And then Arianna does something that surprises me. She wraps her lips around my tip and sucks. My hips surge forward but I try to keep them still. The last thing I want is to scare her.
Arianna tentatively sucks and kisses along the tip of my cock. I don’t press her to take me in further. I know it’s a lot right now. We have the rest of our lives to explore each other’s bodies. I’m just amazed she’s even doing this to me.
While her lips and tongue play with my tip, her hand strokes the rest of my length. I can tell she’s becoming more and more confident with every motion.
The feeling of pleasure that grows throughout my body signals that I’m getting ready to come.
“Unless you want me to come in your mouth, you should pull back.”
Arianna’s eyes narrow. She doesn’t pull her mouth away.
The sight of her mouth on my cock is too much to handle. I can’t hold back anymore.
I come, right into her mouth. She looks startled for a moment before she swallows my cum. Fuck. She really is going to be the death of me.
She pulls back, wiping her mouth. “I know you warned me but I still wasn’t fully expecting it.”
“Was it… ok? For you?”
She thinks on it. “Yes,” she finally answers. “I liked seeing you get lost in pleasure. I liked that I could make you feel that way. It wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be. It was nice.”
“Just nice?”
“Well… I liked your mouth on me more,” she says with a blush.
I chuckle as I bend down to kiss her. “I liked all of it.”
“Me too.”
In this moment, I feel hope for mine and Arianna’s future.
But I still don’t know what to do about Marco.