Page 32 of His Virgin Queen


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Sophia

The warm water trickles down my body as Nick thrusts into me with hungry urgency. We’re connected not only physically but in every aspect of our lives now. I push down on his cock, taking him fully. His body is full of adrenaline from all of the blood he shed to protect the Davinci name, to protect me. It’s my name now, my family. One I will proudly own.

“I’m sorry, cara mia, if I’m being rough with you,” he says as his eyes meet mine. I trace my finger down his handsome face and kiss his lips with a matched hunger, wanting him to know I’m there with him. We both need this. My body doesn’t care about the small ache of losing my virginity only hours ago. The desire to be connected to him in the most primal way is greater.

“Take me harder, my king.” I whisper the words against his lips, letting him know that I need this release as much as he does. He growls at my words and begins to drive into me deeper. We both let the moment take us, forgetting about everything around us.

“I will never deny you anything you ask for, cara mia.” One of his hands grips my ass, his fingers digging into me as I continue to push down on his cock. “This will be quick. Another time, I will spend hours worshipping you the way you deserve, but we have family things to attend to tonight.” He reaches his free hand down to rub my clit. He already has me on edge, my body wrapped tightly around his. His touch is what drives me over the edge. I shout his name as I come all over his cock. My body locks around him tightly, never wanting to leave his hold. I cling to him because this man has become my everything. I know he always will be.

“That’s right, come for me.” He continues to work me. “I’m going to spill every last drop of me into this tight pussy. Our kingdom will be expanding sooner rather than later. Is that what you want, cara mia? To be round with my child?”

My breath shudders at his words. His warmth spills inside of me, and I moan out his name as my whole body goes lax in his hold. I don’t have to worry about holding myself up. He does it for me as he washes my body tenderly. When he starts to do his own, I stop him, wanting to take care of him. I explore his body with my hands. My fingertips trace every muscle, every scar, until I finally reach his cock, which is hard again. He gently grabs my hand, holding it in his.

“Later, my cara mia.” He turns off the water and leads me from the shower. He dries us both before sitting me on the counter next to the sink. Handing me a brush, he leaves and returns a moment later with clothes. He takes the brush from my hand and begins slowly working through my hair. My breath hitches. Here is a man whose hands killed so many men mere minutes before, but with me he is soft and sweet.

“Our little girls will have your hair.” He says it as though he demands such things to be true. I’m starting to believe that he can.

I lick my lips.

“What is it, cara mia?” He places the brush down, sweeping my hair to the side to kiss my bare shoulder. “You want to tell me something?”

How easily he reads me. At one time that would have scared me, but not with Nick. I love that in such a short time, he knows me so well already. I love him. I place my hands on his chest.

“I’ve been on birth control,” I admit. Not sure how he’ll take that.

He seems to hold his breath. “But no longer?”

I shake my head no. “Not since I left.” I pause, not wanting to call where I once lived home. “There.”

“You wish to go back on it?” I can feel his body tense under my fingertips.

“No.”

He relaxes under my hold.

I look up to meet his eyes. “I love you.” It doesn't matter the amount of time I’ve known this man, he was willing to give me something he didn't want to in this moment. I know if I would have told him yes, he would’ve gotten the pills. He may have hated doing it, but for me he would have. He truly is my king.

“I love you too, wife.” He leans down, kissing me deeply. When he pulls back, he presses his forehead to mine. I run my hands up his broad, bare back.

“I was only on it because--”

“Because my queen is not only smart but crafty,” he finishes for me before placing another kiss on my lips. “You knew you belonged to another and would not grant such a man as Antonio a child.”

“But for you, I’d give anything.”

He smiles--a rare thing I’m sure for such a man. It makes my insides melt.

I try and pull him to me, wanting him to take me back to our bed.

“You tempt me, wife.” He lifts me from the counter. “Let’s dress and finish this after business. Then I’m all yours.” He gives me a playful wink that doesn't help with cooling my lust for him. Especially when he is showing me his playful side, but I know he’s right. We need to finish protecting our families future before I can have this and every part of Nick for the rest of our lives. If we are to grow as a family, we must clean up the aftermath of this war.

“These will do for now?” he asks, picking up the clothes he’s brought in for me. “We will get you more. I have a feeling you don’t want the ones from Lorenzo’s.”

“No.” I agree. I don’t. “I have a few things I want from there. Things that belonged to my mother. They’re already boxed up.”

“I will get them for you.” He gives me another kiss before he turns to leave. I can’t help but watch him go. Even naked, he strides around with superior confidence. Power rolls off him. I can’t believe my family tried to challenge him at all. It meant death. They had to know that.

I grab the clothes, slipping on the underwear before pulling on the wide legged white pants that are paired with a pink lacy petal top. I wonder if Carlotta went out to get these for me. It’s pretty and more my style. It makes me think back to when I used to make my journals and blogs filled with the latest styles and trends.

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