Sophie’s POV
Sophie’s POV
I felt something slide against my naked ass, gentle, tickling. My eyes fluttered open as I tried to remember what happened, where I was. I was on my side, facing my window in the guest room at Dominic’s house. My eyes widened, my body tensing.
Then a large, warm hand slid up my thigh to my ass, then my hip, and squeezed. My breath caught. Who the hell was in my bed with me? While I was naked.
I felt myself being pulled back into a firm body. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. That’s what had been tickling me. Oh lord!
What would Dominic say if he found out I had slept with someone? Wait! Who the hell had I slept with?
I felt a breath against my ear and side of my neck as Dominic’s voice softly whispered, “Relax, fiammetta.”
“Dominic?”
His voice was still near by ear. Soft and gently, he said, “Call me Dom, Sophie.”
Wait, what?
I turned my head slightly in his direction. Our eyes connected. He smiled softly at me. My damned heart fluttered.
This isn’t real. This can’t be real.
I frowned slightly. “Ummm…..I’m not sure…..”
He leaned in closer, our gaze still connected. “Please call me Dom.” There was an intensity in his eyes I couldn’t understand.
“Ummm…..okay. If you’re sure.” I hesitated.
His eyes softened again and he smiled.
“I’m sure.” Then he pulled me into him tighter, rubbing his cock on my ass.
I had turned away from him, not sure what to do.
“Ummm…..Dom. I don’t think we should be doing this.”
I felt him tense behind me. Would I regret this? Should I be taking advantage of whatever this was he was offering?
Then he relaxed and held me against him, firmly.
“Oh I absolutely know we should be doing this. After last night, there is no going back, Sophie. Not for me.”
I felt my heart stutter.
He gently dragged his hand across my stomach to my hip and squeezed.
He leaned in again and whispered, “There are so many things I want to do to you.”
I shivered and could feel myself getting aroused. I didn’t want to admit it, but I liked the sound of that.
In a slightly more commanding voice, “Now be a good little wife, and give me what I want.”
He started to rub up against me more aggressively, making me moan out. His hand moved from my hip to my breast and he squeezed.
“These are mine, fiammetta. Do you hear me?”
He squeezed and kneaded my breast, making me moan out, “Yes.”
Damn it! I felt like a wanton hussy. But if he was going to offer, I wasn’t going to refuse him. Not when he felt so good. I may regret it later. But that was later. This was now. I will enjoy what I can while I can. I will regret and mourn later.
His hand moved back down to my ass. “This is mine too, fiammetta. Do you understand?”
I whimpered. In a soft voice, “Yes.”
Then his hand slid from my ass over my thigh and down until he cupped me between my legs, making me gasp.
“This. This is mine too, wife. Only mine.” He started to rub his palm against me, making me arch.
“Yes, fiammetta?”
I moaned and arched back into his chest. “Yes, Dom.”
I whimpered when he moved his hand away, making me pout. I heard him snicker. Asshole!
But his hand kept moving until he moved it over my heart, making me freeze.
“This belongs to me now too, Sophie.”
I didn’t say anything. What was he doing? I didn’t want him to have that power. I couldn’t give him that power. People who had my heart before crushed it, stomped on it, and laughed while they did it.
“Sophie?” His voice became harder.
“Dom….I can’t…..”
He pulled me tight against him until his lips were on my ear, still holding his hand at my heart.
“This belongs to me. As your husband, I own this heart. Do you hear me?”
I wanted to cry. He would break my heart if I gave it to him. Wouldn’t he?
I was trying to hold back the tears. I barely got the word out, “Yes.”
I waited, listening to his breathing. Waited for him to pull away, laugh, tell me I was ugly, didn’t deserve this, was just temporary. I felt like I was going to be sick.
“Good. Because my heart belongs to you now, fiammetta. I am trusting you with it.”
My breath caught as I turned my face up to meet his. His lips were softly breathing on mine.
“Really?” I stared into his eyes, waiting to see something, anything, that told me he was lying to me.
“Really. I believe I have been in love with you for a while now, my wife.” He kissed my lips quickly, but softly, and continued to maintain eye contact with me.
I smiled at him. “Thank you.”
He smiled back. “For what?”
“For wanting me.”
I saw his expression tighten a little. “I want you more than you will know, wife.” He kissed me again, a little harder this time. “Now, enough serious business. I need your beautiful body. Now.”
I giggled as he moved me to face away from him again, and put his hand between my legs again.
He started rubbing my clit, as my head pushed back against his chest. His mouth was on my neck, kissing, licking, sucking.
His other hand was underneath me, but wrapped up around to grab my breast. He was rubbing up against me, his hard cock rubbing against my ass.
His finger slid into my folds, rubbing in and out, in and out.
Then he pulled out long enough to insert two fingers into my folds, making me whimper and moan. My breath was coming out in pants.
“Dom…”
“Yes, beautiful?” His voice came out husky.
“Please.” Was I begging? Oh good grief. I was.
“What do you want, fiammetta?”
“More.”
“More what?”
“Just…...more.”
He chuckled. Asshole.
“I will give you so much more, Sophie. So much more.”
My orgasm was getting closer, as his two fingers were moving in and out faster, and his grip on my breast tightened, then pinched my nipple, making me squeak, then moan.
He continued rubbing up against me from behind.
Then I exploded with a loud and long moan.
Dom’s fingers slowed their pace, but he kept moving them in and out as I came down.
He slowly removed his fingers from me, then slapped my ass, making me squeal.
“Up. On all fours. I want to see that ass while I’m fucking you.”
Oh my!
My body was still a little slow on the go from my orgasm, but I was able to position myself for him as directed.
I was in position for a few moments, waiting for him, wondering what was taking so long when he came up closer to me, grabbed my ass in a tight grip, then started rubbing his cock against my entrance.
His voice was still husky. “Sorry, beautiful. I needed to get a good look at this ass, all ready for me.”
He started rubbing and gripping my ass, making me moan again. Damn! He really was a good lover.
He pushed himself inside me, making me hold my breath. He sat inside me for a moment.
“Fuck. You feel so perfect, Sophie.”
That made me smile smugly.
He started to move in and out of me, slowly at first, then he began to pick up the pace.
I could feel another orgasm building as he started thrusting harder, faster.
I could hear him grunting as he continued to grip my ass.
I was going to have marks at this rate. He was thrusting hard, but it felt really really good. I was starting to get close.
“Dom….”
“Are you close, fiammetta?”
“Yes. Dom, please. Make me cum again.”
“Fuck. Sophie. Fuck.” He started grunting and thrusting even harder.
My orgasm was close and I was getting louder. I had never had an orgasm so loud before. I couldn’t control myself, as Dom slammed hard, moving his hips back and forth to the side while thrusting and I exploded for the second time.
Three more hard thrusts and he exploded inside me. It was then I realized he had not used a condom. And I was not on birth control. We would need to have that talk.
He stayed there for a moment, while I leaned down on the bed, trying to catch my breath. I was panting heavily. That had been one of the best orgasms I had ever had.
He slowly pulled out of me, and I could feel his cum dripping out of me. He dragged me with him as he laid down on the bed. He pulled my back to his front, his breathing heavy.
Through his heavy breathing, he managed to get out, “I could get used to this.”
I laughed. “I bet you could.” I was still breathing heavily too.
We laid there for a while, not talking. Just being with each other.
Then he spoke up. “We need to talk.”
I sighed. “That doesn’t sound good.”
He chuckled. “No, nothing bad.” He paused. “Well, I don’t think it’s anything bad, but I guess we will find out.” He muttered the last part.
We sat in silence for a few more minutes.
“Ummm…..okay….?”
He laughed. “Sorry. I was debating how to put this. But I’m just going to tell you. I want to step in and take over your father’s clan.”
I was quiet. “Are you serious?”
His voice came out hard. “Yes.”
“Oh.”
Silence as I thought about what that could mean. But what does that mean?
“Where would that put me?”
He sounded agitated. “What do you mean? You would stay here as my wife.”
My voice softened, sounding hopeful. “Really?”
“Of course Sophie. You are my wife, and you will stay my wife.”
I snuggled into him. “Thank you.”
He relaxed behind me. “Did you really think I’d let you go?”
“I’ve never really had anyone fight for me before.”
He tightened his grip on me. “Well, you do now.” He leaned in closer to my ear. “And I have no intention of letting you go now that I finally have you.”
“How close are you to taking over from my father?”
“Close. Soon.”
“What do you plan for him directly?”
“We will use the information you have helped me gather against him to run him out and encourage that, as his new son-in-law, I would be better at running the clan now.”
“We?”
“Maximo has my back in this.”
“Oh wow! That’s pretty impressive!”
He smugly commented, “Well, thank you.”
I lightly slapped his arm and laughed.
“I like hearing your laugh. And not for Marco, but for me.”
I giggled. “Jealous?”
He grunted. “Immensely.”
I giggled again. We were quiet for a little bit.
“Please don’t kill him, if you don’t have to. I may hate him, but I don’t wish death on people unless it’s necessary.”
He wrapped me up closer. “I hope it doesn’t come to that either, but I will have it done if it’s necessary.”
I sighed. Paused. “Oh. Speaking of talking about things…..” I shifted slightly, a bit uncomfortable about this topic, but pushed on. “You didn’t wear a condom, and I……..I’m not on birth control.”
He snickered. “Good.”
I tensed. “What does that mean?”
“Maybe if I get my baby in you, I’ll be able to keep you permanently locked in this marriage.” He hugged me tighter.
I was at a loss.
“You want a baby with me?”
“Preferably a few.”
Then he reached down and kissed me on my cheek.
“Your mine now, and forever, fiammetta.”