Dom’s POV
Dom’s POV
I stormed into the house, pissed as fuck, about what had happened. I would kill Gregor for letting that shithole get his hands on my wife! I turned around ready to scream at Sophie, when she walked up to Salem, her head still down. Her voice was low, but I was able to hear her, but just barely.
“I’m sorry, Salem. I’ll make sure your jacket is dry-cleaned and returned to you.”
Clutching the jacket around her, she turned without waiting and rushed up the stairs. I heard her bedroom door close softly.
I spun towards my guards, “Where the fuck is Gregor? I want his ass here NOW!”
Three of my guards spun around and walked back out of the house briskly, shutting the door behind them.
Marco was off to the side, but I could see him glaring at me. He turned to the remaining guards, “Step outside for a minute. I need to speak with the Boss privately.”
I didn’t like his tone one fucking bit. My face was stone hard, and I could feel my teeth grinding.
My men moved quickly out of the house, leaving Marco and I alone.
“You got a fucking problem?”
His eyes narrowed at me. “This comes from your friend, not your Second.” I stiffened. Rage boiling, making my body lock up. “I get that you didn’t want her as your wife and she was just a poor substitute, but this shit needs to stop.”
I was seething. “Don’t tell me what to do with my own fucking wife.”
“Don’t keep fucking treating her like shit! You’re no better than her own familia, no better than that piece of shit club owner. If you don’t fucking want her, let her fucking go!” He was practically bellowing at me. He turned around and stormed out, slamming the front door.
I was wound tight and didn’t know what to do. I looked up the staircase, debating, then thought fuck it. This needs to happen.
When I got to her room, I hesitated. Then knocked softly.
I waited a few seconds, ready to knock again, when the door opened suddenly.
Sophie was standing partially in the blocked doorway, now wearing a casual pajama pants set, covering all of that lush body I now knew was under all those clothes.
And so did all those fucking men in that fucking club!
When I looked at her face her eyes were red and blotchy from crying. My chest pinched. Fuck!
“What do you want Dominic? To tell me how fat and ugly I am? Well, go on! Just say it and leave me alone!”
What the fuck?
I charged in the room, making her stagger back, reaching back behind me to slam the door closed. I couldn’t do this anymore. No. I wouldn’t do this anymore. She. Is. Fucking. Mine!
She had an expression mixed up with fear, pain, and defiance all rolled into one.
Stubborn and feisty to the end. I charged at her as she maintained my stare, glaring at me, but was staggering back.
Before she made it to the wall, I grabbed one of her arms and pulled her into me roughly, reached my other hand into her messy long, black hair, and slammed my lips to hers.
She was struggling in my grip, but I would not be letting her go. Not now. Not ever.
I bit her lip gently, making her gasp, and shoved my tongue in her mouth, demanding, wanting, needing.
My hand on her arm moved down around her waist and held her against my chest. I could feel her big perky breasts against me, and I could feel the raging hard on I’d been sporting since seeing her at that damned club in those clothes.
Shit, those weren’t even clothes. But I wanted to see her in them again. But only for me!
I moved my hand down to her plump juicy ass, and squeezed. Hard. She moaned into my mouth making me grow even harder if that was even possible at this point.
I pulled back, leaning my forehead against hers, as we both panted heavily. Fuck that was intense! I had never been so turned on by a kiss. This damned woman had me questioning everything I had done up to this point.
In a husky, but stern voice, I said, “No one gets to touch you or see you, but fucking me. Your. Fucking. Mine! Do you hear me?” My hand was still gripping her head in her hair, and my other hand was still needing her ass. I needed her now.
She whimpered, her eyes hooded, but scared. “Those fucking assholes wanted what’s mine. That shit ain’t gonna happen. And don’t fucking ever suggest you’re fucking ugly ever again. I’ve been wanting to fuck you since I saw you in the damned blue dress at the gala.”
Her eyes widened in shock.
I shoved my cock up against her, “This is what you fucking do to me.” I rubbed up against her, needing the friction. She moaned.
I pushed her towards her bed and gently grabbed her shirt. She clutched at it, blocking me from seeing my luscious body. Fuck. That!
“Sophie, I need you. Right. Fucking. Now.”
She frowned, and hesitated, but then moved her hands away from her shirt. I did not hesitate and pulled it gently over her head. She stood, with my arms at her waist, her breasts bare to me. I was practically salivating. I stared at them.
“Fuck, your beautiful. Off. Take everything off. Now!”
My restraint was getting harder and harder to hold off. I wanted to rip her damned clothes off, but I knew I needed to show some kind of restraint. For now.
She hesitated again. “Please.” I was gritting my teeth by this point. I needed to see all of her.
She slowly took her pajama pants off, then her panties. Then she stood there in front of me, looking away.
“Look at me Sophie. Please.”
She slowly looked at me, and I thought she might cry. I looked her up and down, and dammit I felt like I was going to explode any moment now. She had a flat stomach, and the most luscious round hips I had ever seen.
I couldn’t help myself and started rubbing my hand over my cock in my slacks.
“On the bed, Sophie.” My voice sounded strained. She turned and walked to the bed, giving me the perfect view of that perfect, round ass. I was going to have to take her from behind at some point. I could already imagine grabbing that ass and slamming into her. Fuck!
I needed to focus on the now, or I was going to shoot my load prematurely.
She crawled on the bed and damn she looked divine. She rolled over so she was laying on the bed in the middle, then looked up at me. I wasn’t waiting. I unbuttoned and unzipped my slacks, pulled my rock hard cock out and started stroking it. She looked at it, and gasped.
“All of this for you, my little wife.”
Her eyes raised to me quickly, staring at me, a little wild. Fuck, she is perfect.
“How long has it been, mi flammetta?”
She frowned. “Why would you ask that?”
“I’m assuming you’re not a virgin.”
Her frown deepened. “No.”
“How long has it been since you were with someone?”
She continued to frown at me. I didn’t like it, but I wasn’t going to stop my questions. I needed to know.
She huffed. “A year. What about you?” She seemed defensive.
“Five months, my little wife. And that will not be happening ever again.”
She seemed shocked. “You haven’t been with anyone since the arrangement was made?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“That is not something I wish to start a war with your father over. And since I was the one who pushed for the marriage, I needed to be loyal to you.”
“Oh.”
“Now that we are done with that, I need me some pussy. Now.” I practically lunged at her.
“Oh!”
I grabbed her thighs and pushed them apart, leaning down, when she sounded panicked. “What are you doing?”
“Whatever the fuck I want to.” Then I leaned down and shoved my face into her pussy and started licking and sucking. She gasped, and started squirming. I had to put one hand under her and gripped an ass cheek, the other across her stomach as I devoured her.
“Fuck Sophie, you taste so fucking good.”
And the sounds she made, holy shit! She was moaning, and whimpering. Then she started talking, and I about lost my shit.
“Oh god, oh god, no, no, oh god, please, no, oh god. I can’t. Oh god!”
Then she cummed all over my face. I didn’t stop licking and sucking until I had her all cleaned up. I could feel her twitching and whimpering still.
When I pulled away, I couldn’t stop myself. “Holy fuck baby, that was hot as fuck!”
When I looked up at her over her belly and swollen beautiful breasts, she had a dazed look.
“No one has ever done that before.”
I stilled. “What the fuck do you mean?”
She looked uncomfortable and started to squirm, and tried to move, but I grabbed her thighs.
“What do you mean, Sophie?”
Her voice whispered out, “None of the men I had been with would ever do…...that.”
I felt a tightening in my chest. I was both pissed that she hadn’t experienced it yet and proud that I got to be her first at something.
A smug grin pulled at my lips. “That just means I will always be the best at it.”
She glared at me, and I chuckled. I moved slowly up her body, licking up her stomach from her waist until I got to her breasts.
I needed to touch them. I needed to taste them.
I looked her in the eyes as I lowered my mouth to her and stuck her nipple in my mouth.
She gasped. Her breathing started picking up again.
I sucked gently at first then harder. And she moaned again.
I could get used to that sound. I relied on my knees to hold my body weight off her as much as I could and one hand next to the side of her body so I could grab her other breast with my hand.
I was grabbing gently, and squeezing one breast, while suckling hard on the other breast. Her body was moving under me.
I began to realize she wasn’t touching me.
I took a moment to look and noticed her hand was gripping the bed sheets in a death grip.
I frowned and pulled back a bit. Sophie looked at me with hooded eyes. Fuck, I loved that look on her.
“Sophie, I need you to touch me.”
She frowned. She hesitated. “Are you sure?”
I smiled at her. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“Ummm okay.”
And I immediately dove back in for her breast. Fuck, they were perfect. Then I felt her hand run up my neck, giving me shivers, until one hand was in my hair. I moved away from her breast, her hand sliding away as I leaned back on my knees.
“I can’t wait any longer. I need you fucking now.”
I yanked my shirt over my head quickly, and was awkwardly trying to get my slacks and underwear off while still on the bed.
Sophie giggled.
“Shush you. You make me feel like a goddamned horny teenager.”
When I turned back to her, and was finally naked, her face was flushed.
I ran a hand through my hair, then down to my cock, and started stroking, looking at her splayed out before me, flushed.
“Holy fuck, you’re so fucking beautiful.” I sat between her raised knees. “I’m not going to last long, but that just means we’re going to be doing this again sooner than later. You hear me?”
She nodded. In a whisper, “Okay.”
I moved towards her wet entrance, making me moan. “Fuck.”
I pushed forward slowly. “It’s been awhile for you. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her face softened. “That’s why you asked?”
Looking her in the eyes, my voice soft, “That’s why I asked.”
Then I pushed slowly into her. We were both moaning until I was flush with her. I wasn’t a small guy or a big guy. And for not being a virgin, her pussy was tight.
“Yeah, baby. I’m not going to last long. Your pussy is so fucking tight.”
She moaned. Dear god!
I started moving in and out of her. Fuck, she felt like heaven. I had a lot of sex, mostly quick in and outs, and I’m done. But I knew I wasn’t going to be able to pull that off with her. This was something else.
I started moving faster, still leaning up between her legs, looking down at her.
She had her eyes closed, head thrown back in pleasure.
Damn right, I was going to please my woman!
I leaned over reaching for the headboard, gripping on to it as I started pounding faster, harder.
Her hand went up to grip my bicep, the other reached back between us grabbing my ass.
“Oh fuck baby. Oh fuck!”
Her moans started getting louder, and she was talking again. “Oh god, Dominic, oh god, please!”
“What do you need, baby? Tell me? Oh fuck baby, you feel so fucking good.”
“Dominic please, please….”
She kept begging, and was gripping my ass, as I pounded into her.
She exploded in a loud scream, as I kept pounding.
I couldn’t stop. No, I wouldn't stop. Pounding, thrusting, gripping the headboard, my knuckles hurting, as I felt my orgasm getting close.
It was way more intense than it had ever been.
Just as I exploded into her, I called out, “Fuck! Oh god, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I felt twitches making me practically spasm.
I laid my head on her perfect breasts as we caught our breaths.
After a few minutes I looked up into her eyes, intensely, “We are definitely doing that again.”
She giggled as I pulled out of her, my cum dripping out of her wet pussy. I had not worn a condom. And to be fair, I didn’t want to. This woman would be having my babies. Preferably sooner rather than later. She was fucking mine!
I pulled away and dropped to the side, pulling her to me. She made a startled sound, but I gripped her, and pulled her so she was half on me, my hand grabbing her ass.
“Now you’re really mine.”