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She squirmed under my tongue, grabbing at my hair while moans of pleasure escaped her lips. Her moans were the sexiest thing I had ever heard, and they ignited a primal urge within me to make her mine in every way possible.

When she approached her climax, I backed off, ignoring her whimpers. “Please, Marco. I need to come. Please.”

But instead, I licked and nipped at the tender skin of her inner thighs before running my tongue along the sensitive skin at the back of her knees. I flipped her over again so she was on her stomach, and I straddled her ass. I buried my nose in her inky tresses, inhaling her erotic scent.

I moved my lips over her sensitive shoulders and ran my tongue down her back toward the perfect globes of her ass. She tensed as she was not sure what I was planning.

“Get up on all fours. Spread your legs wide open for me. Show me what’s mine. Show me what I own.”

She obeyed and submitted to my orders, making my cock grow even harder. I parted her folds and then slid my tongue from her ass all the way down to her clit, before capturing her labia between my lips and gently tugging on them. Then I feasted on her clit relentlessly until she was panting and was pushed over the edge and screamed in the throes of her orgasm.

But I didn’t let go then and instead carried on sucking at her oversensitive erect nub, despite her trying to push my mouth away. Soon however her arousal was building again into that intense peak until she succumbed to a second shattering climax.

As she lay panting against the sheets, I knelt beside her and looked at her limbs glistening with sweat and her thighs streaked with her pussy juices and cum.

I smelled her unique fragrance which was mingled with the scent of her arousal. Kneeling above her, I fisted my cock and pumped it while I could still taste her on my tongue until I could hold back no longer.

My balls contracted and my cock expanded, shooting its load to where I aimed it over her tits. I continued milking my cock with my tight fist, grunting with each spurt, until I had wrung out every last drop of my cum over her perfect body,

For a few moments I just looked at how I had marked my property in the most primal of ways while she looked at me with her softly parted lips and flushed cheeks. Then I massaged my thick white cum into her breasts and nipples so that she would know that she was mine.

Then I took her lips with mine. “You’re incredible. And now you’re mine, forever.”

CHAPTER 28

MARCO

The next few weeks were the hardest for Juliana.

Slowly she started to accept her new life with me. She now had all her meals with the family and was free to walk around the grounds whenever she wanted, although someone always accompanied her if she wanted to leave the estate.

My anger toward her had abated after she had submitted to me on our wedding night. It was as if she understood now that she was mine, and that pleased me immensely. She could no longer deny her attraction to me; I knew, however, that she missed her family.

All along, I'd told myself that my actions and feelings toward her were because I owned her via the contract and didn't want someone taking what was mine. But I'd finally admitted to myself that what I felt for her wasn't ownership— it was an intense need to care for her and to protect her.

While Juliana was still wary around Alessio and Camillo, I could see her opening up more around Danio and, particularly, Debi. It was good for Debi to have an older female around. Debi had been five when our mom died, so she had been raised mostly by Alessio and me.

I overheard Juliana and Debi talking one day in the kitchen while they were baking a cake. “I really like him, but he just doesn’t notice me. It’s as if I’m invisible to him and I don’t know how to change it,” complained Debi to Juliana.

“Debi, it’s not that he doesn’t notice you. You’re gorgeous and sweet and funny. But he knows who your brothers are, and he knows that one day your family will decide who you will marry.”

“But I don’t see why I can’t date other boys, even if eventually I have to have an arranged marriage. It would just be nice, you know, to hold hands and stuff.”

Alessio came into the kitchen at that point. “Shortcake, he won’t want to just hold your hand—trust me.”

Debi gave an exaggerated sigh. I knew that most people wouldn’t get away with that sort of attitude with Alessio, but with his younger siblings he was just a big softy.

“And if he tries to hold your hand, let’s just say that he won’t have use of his fingers or hands for much longer,” said Alessio, narrowing his eyes.

Debi huffed, but Juliana changed the subject and suggested they go clothes shopping tomorrow as there was a sale going on at one of Debi’s favorite stores. That seemed to cheer her up.

I was glad that Debi had another girl to talk to now and I was grateful that Juliana was making an effort with my siblings.

JULIANA

Now I was Marco’s wife, things became somewhat clearer.

He'd been right when he'd said that I’d already been promised to him and was bound to marry him. I had to try and accept it. I wouldn’t risk any more people being hurt trying to save me.…especially not when a part of me yearned to be here with him.

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