When he swipes his tongue through my folds, my hips twitch, but he holds me down and steady, grounding me. I shout out, “Lorenzo.”
He chuckles, sending the vibrations through my body, before scraping his teeth along my sensitive bundle of nerves. “Whose pussy is this,principessa?”
My voice is a breathy moan, “Yours.” He bites down on my clit before sucking it into his mouth, stars dancing in my vision as he pushes me over the edge of oblivion without a fucking parachute. Have I ever come so fast in my life? “I’m yours, Lorenzo,” I whimper before my breath stalls in my lungs.
The rumble from his chest is the only warning I have before he’s hovering over me again, the blunt end of his cock rubbing against my puffy pussy lips. His voice sounds distorted, but that could be the blood rushing through my head, “That’s right. Mine,” he snarls.
Before I can take a breath, before I can come down, he shoves his cock inside of me in one thrust. The pinch of pain should make me want to squirm away from him, but it doesn’t. I embrace it. Life is nothing without pain. It is nothing without pleasure.
I know that now.
I make a sound in the back of my throat, but Lorenzo doesn’t ask me if I’m okay. When I wrench my eyes open and look up at him, feeling a few tears escape, he’s looking down at me with possessiveness and obsession which has my body heating up and pushes me closer to another orgasm.
“That’s right,” he growls, “you love the bite of pain, don’t you?” I don’t respond, instead I wrap my legs around him and dig my heels into the globes of his ass. “You’ll always remember how I took your cherry, stole it, made it fucking mine.”
He starts to move and it’s not slow and gentle. I don’t want it to be. I want all of him. I want the beast I’ve seen peeking out from behind his stoic mask.
“Please,” I whine, “more.”
The grin he gives me is feral as his hips start to snap against mine, moving faster, fucking me harder. Making it burn so fucking good. I want to be engulfed in the flames. It’s the claiming I’ve always needed and was so sure I’d never have.
“I’ll give you more than you think you can handle and then I’ll make you dig even deeper. You’re mine, mine to play with, mine to pleasure, mine to use.”
His words send a shiver through my body and my pussy squeezes around his length, wanting to suck him inside and never let him go. He groans and tips his head back, the muscles in his neck straining against the need he has to fill me up. His cock is so hard and hot inside of me, and I squeeze around him again as he fucks me.
I know he’s not wearing a condom. I don’t know if he knows I’m not on anything. Should I tell him? I open my mouth, not wanting to keep secrets, not wanting to risk more than he is willing to give.
“Lorenzo,” I moan.
“No,” he snarls. “I know exactly what you’re thinking. You don’t think I know there’s nothing to stop me planting my seed deep in your untouched and unprotected womb?” He chuckles darkly and I feel my pleasure mounting with every fucking breath he takes and every word which spills from his lips. “I know,” he promises. “I’ve been watching you a lot longer than I should have been. I haven’t been with another woman in a year because I knew they were only horrible and sad stand-ins for the woman I wanted.” His eyes bore into mine. “You.”
My nails dig into his shoulders and my legs tighten around his waist. I know I won’t last long. I’ve dreamed of this moment. I’ve craved it.
“Need it,” I groan, “fill me up with your cum.”
One of his hands tangles in my hair, gripping tightly and giving me a bite of pain, pushing me closer, making the knot inside of me twist and turn. I know, when it breaks, I’ll never be the same again. I don’t want to be. The past was nothing. The future is everything. He’s everything.
“Gonna breed you,principessa,” he grunts. “Tie you to me and make it so you can never leave me, so everyone knows you’re mine.”
“Yes,” I shout and tilt my hips slightly.
When he thrusts, he hits a spot inside of me which has my eyes rolling back in my head and my entire body freezing before I lose control over my muscles, and I come. Fucking hard. I can’t breathe, my lungs begging for oxygen I can’t give it.
He thrusts inside of me, and I feel his cock hit the back of my channel with such force that it makes a whimper burst past my lips, even without the air I need to make any other sound. “Daisy,” he roars as the first spurt of his potent cream hits my cervix.
Our bodies are covered in sweat as we ride the wave of our pleasure together. I know I’m going to ache later, but it won’t stop me from having him again and again. He was right.
“Yours,” I whisper. “To use,” I look up at him curiously, “to love?”
He searches my eyes, and they soften slightly. “To love,” he echoes.
My body unfurls, relaxing and luxuriating back against the mattress as my eyes flutter closed. I feel him pull out of me and I wince slightly. He wasn’t gentle and I’m glad for it. I think I feel him clean me up before my back is covered in his warmth when he pulls me to his chest.
The last thing I feel is his lips against the back of my neck before I slip into darkness.
CHAPTER 6
LORENZO
