Chapter 15 #3
His tongue glides over my folds, pushing me to the edge. The scratch of his stubbled chin against my thighs makes my knees weaken.
“Come on my tongue, Serenity.”
My legs tremble as I clutch the sheets. “Oh, fuck, Nico. I’m going to fall.”
He slips two fingers inside me. “I need to stretch you out. It’s been too long since I’ve been inside you.”
His mouth sucks my clit as his fingers move deeper and faster.
“Nico,” I cry out.
My body trembling as I spill into his mouth and across his chest. I collapse onto the mattress, barely able to stay upright.
Nico presses his tongue back into my core. “I want every drop of your come.”
His words ignite another fierce orgasm within me.
He slides out and rolls me onto my back. Nico unclasps my bra and tosses it aside. His eyes roam over my body.
“Fucking perfect,” he growls.
Nico leans over me, his lips closing around my caramel areola and hardened nipple.
His rigid cock rubs against my mound, sparking a fresh wave of wetness.
I try to coil my legs around his waist, but he firmly pushes my thigh down.
With one hand, he cups my other breast, his tongue tracing circles around my taut nipple. I reach out for him.
He sharply brushes my hand away.
“Nico, fuck me now,” I hiss.
He straightens up, seizes my hand, and pulls me to my feet. Snatching a remote from the dresser, he presses a button. The thin cream walls begin to rise, revealing mirrors everywhere—in the walls, across the ceiling.
“What the fuck?”
He smirks, pleased with himself. “I want you to see your come faces, and I want to see them too.” His chuckle is low, sharp, and teasing.
“You kept this pussy from me for five years. Grab the back of the dresser.”
“What? What?”
“Reach over the dresser and hold on tight.”
“I thought you were going to go easy on me.”
He twists my long hair in his fist. “Hold on or don’t. Either way, you’re taking this dick.”
I fix my eyes on the massive cock I haven’t touched in five years. Will I survive this brutal fuck?
Standing there in all my curvy glory, I swallow hard.
Leaning over the wooden dresser, I grasp the back edge firmly.
“You put fleas in my bed, Serenity.”
“Oh, shit,” I frown.
His furious gaze locks with mine in the mirror. “You’ve been a very bad girl.” His free hand slaps my ass cheek.
The sharp smack lingers in the air, the sting radiating through my skin and up my spine. “Ah,” I cry out.
His hand glides over my heated flesh, soothing. I draw in a breath, bracing myself for what’s next.
Nico steps aside, deliberately stroking his long, thick, hard length. His other hand remains tangled in my hair, forcing my gaze on him. “How many times did I try to make us a couple?”
“Nico,” my voice shakes.
He stands behind me, pressing himself against my entrance. “You put something in my toothpaste to turn my teeth blue,” he growls as he pushes the tip inside.
My hungry core tightens around him.
I lock eyes with my husband, completely vulnerable. My back arches, ass juts out, ready to take him—pain or not. I’ll endure it. I deserve it.
He leans down, whispering, “You tried to fucking…”
He slides all the way in.
“Ah,” I cry out through the sting.
“…kill me.”
He pulls out sharply and drives back in, teeth sinking into my neck. Somehow, I find myself saying, “Fuck me harder.”
He doesn’t release my neck. His expression is unreadable as he pounds into my dripping core again and again.
“You’re that desperate for this? That you’d take the pain?”
“Yes,” I sob.
A bloody smile curls on his lips. “Such a good wife.”
Nico grips my hair like reins from behind, delivering long, delicious strokes that send stars exploding behind my eyes.
“Nico, it hurts so fucking good,” I moan.
My breasts slap against the dresser with every thrust.
Though it burned at first, now the pain blends into pleasure, and my moans won’t stop.
“I-I missed you so much, Nico.”
He pulls out, spins me around, and hoists me into his arms like I weigh nothing. My scalp screams from my hair being pulled for so long.
My legs tremble around his muscled waist. His heavy hand comes down on my ass again. “Five years, Serenity.”
“Ouch,” I yell.
“Guess, this is your way of getting me back for what I’ve done.”
A flash of anger lights up his brown eyes, followed by a dark chuckle.
No words come next. He pins me against the mirrored wall, his hand tightening around my neck.
Instead of pushing him away, I fix my gaze ahead.
Does he think he can break me after everything I’ve survived?
It won’t be that easy. Maybe this is just another mind game.
Psychological warfare. Maybe he once loved me, but that love has faded.
My arms hang loose at my sides as he plunges into me.
A wicked grin curves my lips as I press my neck harder against his firm grip.
“Squeeze tighter,” I challenge.
Did he think I was losing it?
Nico doesn’t relent. He tightens his hold. “You tried…” Thrust. “…to kill me.” Thrust. “…after I nearly died. For you.” He drives into me again.
I hold my ground. I look right through him and lose myself in the heat of it.
If this is how it ends for me, then so be it.
The way his dick strikes deep inside me and his hand closes off my airway, it feels intoxicating. My eyelids flutter shut.
“Do you actually want me to kill you?” For the first time since we stood by the pool, pain shadows his face.
He loosens his hold. “Damn it, Serenity. I love you. I really fucking love you.”
He sounds like the boy I fell in love with. My arms wrap around his neck. “I know,” I whisper hoarsely.
“I’ll kill them all for you.” His chest rises and falls; he stills inside me.
He’s just as fucked up as me. And this is why Nico and I are the perfect couple.
I kiss his lips. “I fucked up, Nico. I deserve my punishment.”
His lips crush mine, bruising. I circle my hips as he drives into me relentlessly.
“I’m so sorry, Nico,” I murmur amid hungry kisses.
Still deep inside, he moves us to the bed. My back sinks into the firm mattress as his tongue tangles with mine. His hands pin mine above my head while we make love.
“You’re my everything, Nico. I love you so much. Thank you for loving me the way you do.”
His gaze locks with mine. “You’re the air I breathe.”
It knocks the wind out of me. “Baby, come inside me. Remember, we’re making a baby.”
He grins against my lips like I just made his year.
Nico releases my hands. He places one hand near my head and the other pushes my right leg near my head.
“Fuck, I miss this good pussy,” he groans.
I feel another shock wave hit my body. “Oh God, Nico, I’m coming,” I yell.
“Serenity,” he bites out as he jerks inside me, unleashing ropes of cum.
“This pussy is mine forever,” he growls.
I press a kiss to his lips, then wipe the sweat from his forehead.
“All I ever wanted was a family with you.”
His words catch me off guard. I force a smile that makes me feel awful.
He pulls out of me. “I’ll get you cleaned up.”
“I have to use the bathroom.” I jump out of bed and stagger into the bathroom on wobbly legs.
After locking the door, I sit on the toilet and relieve myself. When I finish, I turn on the shower. Still replaying his words, I sink to the shower floor and hug my knees to my chest. Tears mix with the falling water.
I’ve kept his child from him for four years.
Don’t get down on yourself, Serenity. How else could you keep Madden safe from your enemies?
Our son has never ventured beyond my grandmother’s home, confined to the backyard. Thankfully, her estate gives him plenty of space to roam. Maybe I shouldn’t bring him to the States until this war ends. But he’s never been separated from me for long.
“Just want you to know I can reach you. You took everything from me. You will pay.”
Ettore’s words echo relentlessly as the water pounds against my scalp, drowning out everything around me.
“He’s going to try to strip me of everything I hold dear,” I whisper.
Aleksandr already attempted to kill Nico.
The water pounds on my scalp drowning out my surroundings. Ettore’s words keep me in strategy mode.
A hand curls around my bicep, getting my attention. I glance up at him.
Nico crouches beside me, clad only in white boxer briefs. “This is our honeymoon, Serenity. Don’t let those assholes ruin our time. We can face our problems once we’re home.”
“I got swept up in the moment. I told you we should have a baby.” I squeeze my eyes shut.
I feel my husband’s long legs on either side of me. He pulls me with him until I’m no longer directly under the water.
Nico brushes my hair from my face, tucking it over my shoulder to get a better look. “Tell me you’re not having second thoughts about starting a family.”
My wild eyes lock with his. “Ettore’s words haunt me. He’ll have another one of his men harm me like that other asshole did to my mother.”
He showers my shoulder with soft kisses, holding me close. “Honestly, that’s why I didn’t come for you sooner. I was trying to take out both of them first. You were safer in Florence.”
Nico could have arrived at any moment and found out about Madden. I tried to keep Nico safe from my shit.
“We have to kill those assholes now,” I say firmly.
“Serenity, we will.” He kisses my head and holds me tight until sleep claims me.