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Fiero puts his fist under my chin and makes me look up at him. I drown in the depths of his green eyes as he slowly wipes away my tears. “Don’t cry. Don’t cry. You’re safe. I’m safe.”
“You’re safe,” I whisper back, reaching out and cusping his cheek in the palm of my hand. I am grateful that he is alive; if only I could spend his remaining days with him and grow old together.
But we won’t. This might be the last time I see him, and for that reason alone, I stand up on my toes and pull his lips in for a searing kiss.
His lips are still for just a moment before he kisses me back with equal ferocity. He slips his fingers through my hair and tilts my face back, bending lower to bite my neck. I moan his name, and he slides his hands down my jeans to the curve of my ass and lifts me up.
I wrap my legs around his waist, his growing cock pushing at my center as he continues to kiss me. We are eager to touch each other and hold each other, our passion driven by the knowledge that we are both lucky and that tonight could have ended very differently.
Fiero turns as he walks, slamming my back against a wall so he can get one hand free to rip off my shirt. I pull out my hairpins and toss them aside, never letting go of his lips.
Fiero slams me down on the bed, making me bounce, and all I can see are his eyes, the depth of concern he holds for me, the passion overwhelming him right now. “Oh Fiero,” I moan, unbuttoning my jeans.
He grabs his shirt and pulls it over his head, then continues to get rid of his pants in record time. Once naked, Fiero jumps onto the bed and towers over me, his hands gliding down my body. He leaves a trail of fire down the curves of my hips, the rise of my breasts, and the stretch of my stomach.
I tremble when he tells me - “You’re mine, and I’m going to claim you.”
With that, he parts my thighs and rests his cock at the entrance of my pussy, before slamming it in with one go. My back arches off the bed, my neck thrown back as my eyes roll to the back of my head, so severe is the thrill that passes through me. I groan as he begins to move in and out of me, my tight walls compressing his cock.
"Oh Fiero," I moan, clutching at his back, my nails digging into his skin as he moves, in and out, in and out. His thrusts become harder, faster.
“More,” I gasp, afraid that it’ll all end too soon, and all I want is to be with him forever. “Fuck me harder, baby, please.”
“La vostra decisione sarà per me un ordine,” he whispers in my ear. - Your wish is my command.
He pulls out briefly before raising my knees to my chest, exposing my pussy to him. I lift my hands and hold on to the bars in the headboard of his bed as he flicks his finger up the length of my wet, soaking pussy before licking it.
He watches me blush as I watch him and gives me a devilish smile before ramming into me one more time.
“Oh my god,” I mutter. He thrusts into me hard and fast, holding my legs in the air. He goes deep, deeper than anyone’s ever been, and I feel that sweet spot where pain and pleasure become twins.
My entire body begins to tremble. My legs quiver in his arms as the muscles of his chest glisten from the sweat. “Oh Fiero,” I moan out loud. “I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me, Romola. Come,” he commands, his pace increasing. With each hard, ragged breath he huffs, my body responds, generating a wave of pleasure that builds up within me. My mind starts to haze over, the feeling of raw passion taking over my thoughts.
"Romola," Fiero whispers, his lips brushing against my ear. "I need you to say my name. Keep saying it until you cum for me."
“Fiero, oh Fiero, Fieroooo,” I moan, my orgasm building up, the heat spreading through my nerves like red lava.
Fiero's thrusts become relentless. His body slams against mine, the sound of our flesh colliding, echoing throughout the room. "Oh Fiero," I moan, feeling the familiar tightening around his cock. “This is it. This is it…"
He grins down at me, his eyes dark and intense. "Then let it happen, my love. Let it happen with me inside of you, with me watching."
As I near the peak of my pleasure, Fiero changes the angle of his thrusts. He pulls out slightly and then plunges back inside, hitting my spot just right. My entire body erupts like fireworks, my vision going black for a moment as I scream his name.
I hear him take in a sharp inhale, and he lets out a grunt, and his release flows into me like an open tap, dripping down my ass crack.
Breathless and exhausted, he lies down beside me.
I feel the happiest and saddest I’ve ever felt. I hold back the tears, for I don’t have the courage to ask for his love and affection just before I’m about to throw sand in his eyes.
We lie there like that, limbs intertwined for a few moments. After, Fiero stands to use the washroom. I quickly use some wet wipes and put on my clothes. He ripped off my shirt, so I wore his T-shirt again.
I hurry to my coat, digging until I find it. My fingers gently curl around the slim glass vial.
Fiero exits from the shower, hair all wet, chest glistening, just a towel wrapped around his waist. For a second, I gape at his beauty.
“Romola,” he walks over to where I’m standing at the drinks cabinet in his room. “You alright?”
