Page 87 of His Wicked Revenge

The expression on Veronica’s face is soft and worrisome. It seems she is afraid I don’t believe her.

All I wanted was for her to feel the same way about me that I did for her. I tried to change her while she was in the asylum, and I thought it worked, but she was only showing me what I wanted to see.

That’s what she’s doing. She’s only saying this to get you to trust her again.

My eyes close, and I inhale a deep breath to silence the voice in my head. Part of me listens to it speak and knows there is a point to its words. But the other part of me wants what Veronica is saying to be the truth. When I open my eyes, Veronica is observing me.

She shrinks into herself, folding her lips together. “You’re right. We should sleep. It’s late and⁠—”

Veronica lifts off of me, about to lie back down, but the grip I have on her waist hardens. My fingers dig harshly into her skin, pulling a hiss from her. She looks down to where I am keeping her from leaving, then glances up to my face.

My breaths are heavy and uncontrollable as a mix of emotions takes over my body and tugs roughly at every inch of my being.

“Fuck it.”

Lining myself up at her entrance, I lower her onto my cock. A sudden feeling of relief burrows into my body, and I toss my head back with a satisfied smile—Veronica moans, stretching around me as she stays still. Neither of us moving. We take in the moment of being connected as one again.

Her breathing is loud, and she bends forward to place her forehead on my shoulder. “I forgot how big you are.”

My ego grows, the smile on my face turning into a smirk. “I was just inside you not that long ago.”

“Barely,” she says breathlessly. “Plus… I was on the brink of an orgasm. My mind was all over the place to feel how huge it is.”

“You feel it now. Show me how well you can handle my cock, little angel,” I demand. Veronica repositions herself, spine straight as she gazes down at me. “Ride me.”

Her hips move slowly. Teasing me. She smirks, knowing that I hate it when she does this. I tighten my hold on her in an attempt to move her faster, but she shakes her head.

“I didn’t tell you to tease me.” My eyes flash with a warning.

“But I’m on top, which means I’m in charge.”

I laugh, licking my lips before staring at her through my lashes. “Oh, how wrong you are.”

Picking her up a bit, she glides up my dick until the head is the only thing inside of her. Then, without any warning, I slam her back down. She gasps as I groan and repeat the action.

Tossing her head back, she cries out as I slam her down harder with each of my thrusts. Plunging deeper with every movement of my hips. With her bouncing up and down, I lean forward and latch my lips to her breasts. My tongue swirls around her nipple, and then I bite down.

Hard.

A yelp leaves her, hands wrapping around the back of my neck, and her fingers snake into my hair as she tugs my head away from her body.

“Leo!”

Hearing her scream my name only makes me go faster. Rougher. To the point I fear I may break her.

But nothing can break Veronica. Not even me.

“God, you take it so well,” I praise between the valley of her breasts. Flattening my tongue, I lick up to the divot in the center of her collarbone. I nip, lick, and kiss until I mimic her hands and wrap her long strands around my fist. Keeping one arm wrapped around her body, I continue to pound into her. “Such a sweet little angel. A perfect doll gifted by the Gods for me to ruin.”

Her only response is a hum because she can’t speak. She can hardly breathe at this point. Since this is our first time together again, I should take it slow, but there is no slow with Veronica. I also don’t think I have it in me to go slow with her.

She whimpers, her lips parting as she searches for air. I press my lips to her neck, breathing in her scent.

She smells like me.

Knowing that the smell of me is covering her body drives me wild. It’s like marking her as mine without having to touch her skin.

With the thought in my head, I bite at her neck and then begin sucking. She moans loudly as I mark her skin in ways that I wanted to when we were together in the past.