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He cuts me off. “You will not hide from me,wife.” The possession in that one word makes me shiver. “I want to see you. All of you. Look at this little pussy, that takes me so well. This cunt that is about to be filled with me. Maybe my seed will take root tonight, hmm. Maybe nine months from now we will have a sibling for Romeo.” His gaze sparks, making me stiffen. Guilt hits me when I remember the secret that I am keeping from him. The birth control that Allegra sourced for me. I know it’s not one hundred percent effective and there is still a chance he could get me pregnant, considering he refuses to wear condoms, but at least I am protected more than I was a couple weeks ago. His eyes narrow in suspicion as he scrutinizes my reaction, but I keep my face blank.

As if satisfied with whatever it is he is looking for, he smirks. “Now, I am going to fuck you in your pretty dress and then I’m going to fuck you out of it. I will not stop until we are both nearly dead from the pleasure, so I hope you’re ready, baby. By the time I am done, I will be imprinted in every part of your body for the rest of your life.”

He pushes off the bed, his gaze locked on mine as he removes his shoes, dress shirt, pants, boxer briefs and socks. His lips curve into a sensual smirk. He is so hot it should be illegal. Climbing back on the bed, he crawls up my body, settling between my legs. His hand comes up, wrapping around my throat. He squeezes gently, reminding me who is in charge here.

“You’re so fucking sexy,Tesoro,” he murmurs, his tongue darting out and licking across the seam of mine.

Knowing what he wants, I open up, giving him access. He wastes no time, his tongue slipping inside, tangling with mine. With one hand still wrapped around my throat, his free hand travels down the fabric of my dress, to the apex of my thighs. I shiver when he runs a finger from my clit down to my slit. He circles my hole teasingly for a couple of seconds, then pushes inside. My back arches. I moan. Moisture seeps from me, I’m so wet I should be embarrassed, but at this point I am past caring. Nico has seen every part of my body in all ways possible. He took my virginity and has fucked me in ways I never even imagined possible since.

Pumping into me with slow strokes, I moan as pleasure builds only to whine in protest when he pulls out. He chuckles. “I know what you need baby and that’s my cock. You will only come on my dick tonight.” He grunts, positioning himself between my spread thighs. Gripping his cock, he presses the thick head at my entrance. I suck in a breath, knowing what comes next. With one fast movement, his hips snap forward, and he thrusts inside me.

“Ah,” I cry out at the intrusion.

“Shh,” he presses his lips to mine in a gentle kiss. “You can take me,Tesoro. Every single inch. I was made for you, just like you were made for me.” He groans, his hips meeting mine when he bottoms out inside me. Stilling, he allows me a moment to adjust to his size. I am grateful. I don’t think I will ever get used to his monster cock, no matter how many times he takes me. Sighing, I let my muscles relax and open my legs a little more to accommodate him. It only takes a moment for the pain to subside, and pleasure to take over. My eyes roll shut as I lose myself to the feeling, but I should have known Nico wouldn’t like me closing myself off to him.

“Eyes on me,wife. I want you to watch as I take what’s mine,” he growls.

My eyes snap open, landing on Nico. The look in his blue orbs has my chest warming. Though he has never said it, the look on his face says it all and, in this moment, I know my earlier suspicions were correct. He does love me. Lifting my arms, I wrap them around his neck, pulling him closer. The satisfaction flickering in his gaze tells me he likes the move.

“Make love to me,” I whisper timidly.

He smirks, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Oh, baby. You know I don’t do making love. But for you? I might just make an exception.” As soon as the words leave his lips, he slams into me in one brutal thrust.

“Nico,” I cry out, his name a prayer on my lips. I don’t know whether I’m praying for mercy or for more of his ruthlessness. Clawing at his back, I hold on for dear life as he fucks me like his life depends on it. “This isn’t making love,” I choke out. I may be naïve when it comes to sex, but I know the difference between making love and fucking and this is definitely the latter.

His lips brush mine. I feel rather than see the smile on his face. “I know. First, I’m going to fuck you how I like, and then I will make sweet, gentle, love to you just how you like,” he growls, his voice thick with desire. Pushing up onto his hands, he never misses a beat as he glances down at me. “You look so good impaled on my cock,Tesoro. Look how good you take me.” His praise shoots straight to my sex. Even more wetness seeps from me, coating his cock with my juices. The satisfaction in his eyes tells me that he feels it. “You’re soaking my cock baby. Just how I like it.” The groan that rumbles in his chest has my stomach tightening. Nico smirks, the hand around my throat constricting. “That’s it,Tesoro,come on my dick. Show me what only I can do to you.”

His words are my undoing, pushing me over the edge. My orgasm takes hold, coming on demand just like he asked.

“Nico,” I cry out, my body tensing, spasming with the force of my climax.

His mouth slams to mine in a bruising kiss. I slump back into the mattress, a contented moan on my lips. He swallows every sound that leaves my mouth, taking them as if they are his own. In a way they are. Nico does own me. Every inch of me. Heart, body and soul.

As if to prove my thoughts, he plunges into me, and with one last thrust, he stills, growling into my mouth as his cock swells and pulses his release. Warmth coats my insides, filling me up just like he promised.

“Fuck,” the one word is a rough whisper, but he doesn’t stop his ministrations. He moves in short, shallow thrusts and there is no doubt in my mind that he is making sure every piece of his essence stays inside me. Pushing up, he stares down at me. I hold back a gasp at the vulnerable look in his eyes. I have never seen Nico this way so openly before. I want to commit it memory, but I don’t get the chance. He blinks it away as if it never existed and replacing it with his look of indifference. “Jesus Christ. I can’t get enough of you.”

Pushing aside my disappointment, I smile, reaching up and wrapping my arms around his neck. “I feel the same.” Pausing, I look away as I say the next words. “I love you.”

Gripping my chin, he brings my gaze back to him. A big smile curves his lips. He presses a kiss to my forehead. “I know you do,” he states.

Careful not to slip out of me, he rolls to the side, taking me with him and tucking me into his side. Though I burrow into him, I can’t help but feel a little disappointed that he didn’t say the words back. I know he feels it too. I see it in the way he looks at me, feel it in his every touch. Sighing, I snuggle into the safety of his chest.

The words didn’t come today, but I know they will. I just need to be patient.

Chapter36

Nico

“Iwish you didn’t have to leave,” my wife chokes out, hugging Patty harder. My jaw clenches but I force myself to stay put and not rip her away from the woman. It’s irrational, sure, but I hate anyone touching my wife but me.

It’s been two days since the wedding, and it’s time for her to head back to Charleston. I am happy she is leaving, if only for the fact that I will finally have Ocean to myself. I have done my good deed for the decade, shown grace by inviting Patty and now it’s time to send her packing.

“I will visit again soon my dear,” Patty replies soothingly, her way of trying to pacify my wife. Patty’s gaze shoots to me, before dropping to where I rock my son in my arms. “Nothing will keep me away from you or my boy.” Her narrowed eyes snap back to me, a challenge in them that I refuse to acknowledge. She is trying to bait me and though it is taking everything in me not to respond, I know it’s not worth my time. Arguing with this woman is beneath me. A smirk curves my lips. I could always kill her, and make it look like an accident, then I wouldn’t have to deal with her rude self.

Ocean pulls back, her big blue eyes shining with tears. She swallows. “I will call you every day. I promise.”

Patty cups her cheeks, pressing a kiss to one then the other. “I will look forward to that.” She turns, arms extended as she looks at Romeo expectantly. “Can I have a cuddle with my boy?” She blinks innocently, but I see the disdain clearly written all over her face. I nearly snort. This woman knows exactly what she is doing. Kudos to her for trying to go toe to toe with me. However, she will never win. She knows that as well as I do and if she doesn’t quit her shit, she will see just who she is dealing with.

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