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“Alex!” I cry as another orgasm builds.

“If I’d known how sweet your pussy was, I would’ve fucked you on our wedding night. And now that it’s mine, no one is ever going to get the chance to taste you or fuck you ever again.” He claims me with his words and with every thrust of his hips.

“Good!” I cry out as I hold onto him, my fingernails digging into his back, his shoulder muscles flexing every time he drives inside me. “Because I never want you to stop doing this.”

“I’ll never stop, Alana. I’m being gentle with you because it’s your first time. It won’t always be like this.”

He continues to fuck me, sending endorphins flying around my body as he rubs against a sweet spot inside me that I didn’t realize existed.

There’s an intense rush of wet heat as the first wave of my next orgasm hits.

“Jesus! You are fucking soaking, mi bella princesa.” He drives harder, and the wet sound of my arousal fills the room. It’s quickly drowned out by him speaking Spanish in my ear. I still have no idea what he’s saying, but I know that it’s incredibly hot.

I push my head back against the pillow and shout out his name. At this moment, I would be happy for him to chain me to his bed and keep me as his personal sex toy. Alejandro Montoya is a sex god, and I’m not sure if I will ever be the same again.

After he’s fucked us both to a long and intense orgasm, he rolls onto his back and pulls me with him so I’m lying on his chest. I listen to the steady beat of his heart and ponder what the hell I’ve gotten myself into.

Chapter

Twenty-One

Alejandro

When I wake up, Alana’s gorgeous body is pressed to my chest, and her beautiful round ass is nestled against my cock. I glide my hand across her hip and onto her stomach, and she stirs in her sleep. I woke her in the night to fuck her again, and she responded eagerly, desperate for me to fill her tight pussy again.

My shoulder stings from where she dug her nails in the fourth time I made her come. I had no idea she was a virgin when I married her, but being the only man to ever be inside her awakened something inherently primal and possessive in me. When I was fucking her, all I could think about was how much I needed to claim her for my own.

Her body is unbelievably responsive, molding to mine like we’ve known each other forever. She’s so willing and eager too, and I’m going to enjoy teaching her every filthy way I like to fuck. I was as gentle with her as I could be, but it isn’t something I’m used to, and once I was inside her tight little pussy, it was all I could do to resist nailing her into the mattress. She got so fucking wet for me, and her cream tastes delicious. Sweet and salty and thick.

She’ll be sore this morning, but I’m going to fuck her again anyway, because my cock is already throbbing and feral to get inside her. I slip my hand between her thighs, and she moans and presses her ass back into me.

“Open your legs wider, princesa,” I growl in her ear. “I want my cock inside you now.”

She parts her thighs without hesitation, and my fingers slide easily through her wet center. I toy with her clit for a while, teasing out her sweet little moans. I need her soaking if she’s going to take me again this morning. When she’s bucking her hips and pleading with me to fuck her, I push two fingers inside her.

“Alex,” she groans, and my cock throbs at the sound. Sometime last night, she started calling me Alex, and I fucking love it. Nobody has ever called me that, and nobody else ever will.

“Are you sore?” I take her earlobe between my teeth and tug.

“A little,” she breathes out the words. “But I’m okay.”

“That’s good to hear, because I wasn’t planning on leaving this bed without burying myself inside you again. And I hope you know that we are never using condoms. I never want anything between my cock and your coño.”

“Okay,” she whines as I continue pumping my fingers in and out of her. “But what did you mean last night about it not always being like this?”

“What?” I growl, nuzzling her neck.

“You said you were being gentle, and that it wouldn’t … Oh god.” She stops talking after I press on her clit with my thumb.

“I meant that I don’t usually do gentle. I like to fuck hard.”

“Then show me,” she begs.

“Careful what you ask for. Once I let go, I might not be able to hold back. I will nail you to this bed, and you will still feel me inside you for the rest of the week.”

“I want to. I can take it. Please, Alex. I want the real you.”

“The real me is a monster. You sure you want me to let him loose?”