Chapter 29
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Angel
I sink my teeth into the flesh of her thigh, biting just hard enough for her to feel it. I’m not looking to break skin. I wouldn’t mind a bit of light bruising.
Then every time I looked at her inner thigh for the next few weeks, my mark will be on her.
Her flesh gives under my teeth, supple and sweet and it makes me want to bite harder.
But her thigh isn’t what I came down here to eat.
“Gotta be honest, that is fucking satisfying as hell,” I rumble. That’s when the flash of her wedding band catches my eye.
I need to add a fat diamond over it. I know it’s backwards, a woman usually gets the engagement ring first, but I want other men to know. She’s taken and well taken care of.
Which is why I abandon her thigh and start kissing back toward her sweet little pussy. Because my woman asked for an orgasm and what she wants, she gets.
When I told her that I understood my job as head of this family, I meant her too. It’s my job to give her what she needs even if it makes my life more difficult.
I will be the man she needs. Period.
The deep satisfaction I feel at the idea of providing for others, for my family, clears my head and eases the fears I’ve carried all my life.
For the first time I’m not worried about being worthy enough. I will find my worth in sacrifice.
Not that eating her pussy is a sacrifice. This is the reward for a job well done.
I reach her shaved pussy and suck everything I can fit into my mouth, my bottom teeth grazing her clit.
It’s like flipping a switch. She’s bucking into my mouth, clawing at the covers again.
I slide two fingers into her pussy, feeling the stretch as I suck harder.
Her insides grip my fingers as they start to contract, her whimpers and moans filling the room.
When I’m in as deep as I can go, I curl my fingers, hitting that one spot, and she explodes, her scream only partially muffled by the comforter as her entire body convulses.
I’m still in all my clothes, an oversight on my part. I let her ride out her orgasm and then I’m up, ripping them off as fast as I can make it happen.
She’s limp on her belly, her legs still dangling over the edge of the bed.
Fuck, I’d love to fuck her just like this, she looks so perfect. But it’s her first time, so I wrap my arms around her, pulling her up the bed, before I turn her over and settle myself between her thighs.
She hums out her enjoyment, languid in my arms. “Nervous?”
“Nope,” she answers, giving me a lazy smile as her arms wrap around my neck.
I don’t ask more as I slide the head of my cock inside her. She’s soaking wet, but still so tight that I close my eyes for a second, just taking one second in this moment.
It feels like I’ve waited a lifetime for Promise. All those shit homes, all the times I was tossed into juvie, with cops looking at me like I was the scum of the earth, this is the moment I was building toward.
Married to a beautiful woman who both understands my darkness and has taught me how to harness it for the good of her and my family.
“Fucking hell, Promise,” I lean down, rasping in her ear.
“You feel so good, baby.” I sink a little deeper, knowing I barely touched the surface of what I’m actually feeling.
She kisses my jaw, her legs wrapping around my thighs. “Give me more.”
Fuck. Me. I sink deeper inside her, moving as slow as I can so that I don’t hurt her. I’m cradling her head in my hands as I kiss her lips. “I am, love. I’m going to give you all of it.”
Her eyes slide closed, her breath fanning my face. “I like it here.”
Maybe it’s the fact that I’m inside her, but I can’t make sense of that one. “Vegas?”
“Underneath you,” she answers. “It’s the safest place I’ve ever been.”
I stop again, looking down at her. “You’re always safe with me, love.” I want to say more, to make her promises about the life I’m going to build her. But her mouth finds mine, kissing me with this languid pace that makes me crazy.
Then she pulls back, looking into my eyes. “I could love you, if you wanted me to.”
“If I wanted you to?” I ask, finally sinking all the way inside her.
“Yeah. If you…if you wouldn’t mind,” she whispers, her body stiffening and her pussy clenching and not in a good way.
“Mind?” I ask, and then I drop my mouth to hers.
This kiss is neither languid nor soft. It’s a fucking possession as I push the rest of the way inside her.
“I want to mark you in every way I can. My cum, my cock, my teeth. You’re fucking mine, Promise.
You give me your love, sweetheart, and I will give you every fucking part of me in return, including my heart. ”
“Oh,” she says before she smiles. It’s the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen, full of light and hope. “Really?”
“Really.” And then I start to pull out, pushing back in her as lightly as I can. There is a part of me that wants to lose control. I’ve waited for this moment, to be inside her. But I already know what I want to give Promise. The best of me.
But her legs slide up to my waist as she opens more fully to me. She kisses my mouth, inviting me deeper in every way.
I know Promise registers pain differently. She kept silent for a year while her father made her his personal torture victim. “Love, don’t just take the pain. This isn’t what I want from you—”
“You being inside me is the most beautiful experience of my life. I want to stay here forever.” And then she tilts her hips up.
Does she know what’s she doing to me? I kiss her again as I slide out, pushing back in, slow. Easy.
I know what she said…but I also know what I want to give her. The kind of man who puts her first.
Which is why I keep it light. Easy. I cradle her body, kissing her lips, and murmuring shit I didn’t even know I knew how to say.
Words of comfort. Affection. I make promises about the life we’re going to live, my body growing tighter with every thrust until I lose the ability to form sentences, just inane words and grunts falling from my lips as I push into her one final time and then totally fucking lose it, the force of my orgasm making my vision blur as my body curls into hers.
She holds me tight, one hand splayed out on my back, the other in my hair. And that’s when I realize she’s been whispering in my ear too.
“I know you said this was temporary, but for however long it lasts, whatever comes next, this is the most beautiful moment, and I will love you forever.”
Temporary? Is she fucking kidding me? This shit is forever. We are forever. My forehead comes to hers, my heart thundering in my chest. “What comes next? Just wait and see, sweetheart. It’s going to be epic.”