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I know I shouldn’t want it, but despite my mortification, despite how much I hate Leo, I can’t help the aching need that consumes me at the thought of having him inside me once again. It felt so good the first time, I nearly lost my mind. Maybe, if I stay quiet, no one will notice our complete lack of decorum.
Clinging to his muscular shoulders as Leo brings my hips closer to the railing’s edge, I gasp as his silken cockhead finds my entrance. It feels different than before, when he was wearing a condom. Somehow intensely more intimate, daring even. My stomach knots with anticipation, my skin tingling. Then he presses inside me with one powerful thrust.
I break our kiss, burying my face against his chest to stop any sound from escaping me. Because somewhere over the past few months, I forgot just how big he is. And this time, he’s not taking it slow.
He drives forward relentlessly with his hips as he fills me up, stretching me to my limit, and I want to cry out as he fucks me hard and fast. But I refuse to make a sound and give him the satisfaction of embarrassing me when, so far, I don’t think we’ve woken anybody.
This is nothing like the first passionate night we had together. It’s rough and carnal, and to my utter mortification—despite the pain of being taken so indecently—it turns me on.
“Come on, wife. Don’t you want everyone to know how much fun we’re having? It’s our wedding night. They expect us to seek each other’s pleasure,” Leo taunts, not bothering to keep his tone low.
I don’t respond, biting my lips to stay silent just to spite him—and because if I try to say anything, it might come out as a lascivious goan. He’s trying to goad me, his message loud and clear. I don’t get to control him with sex. That’s his domain. And here, he owns my pleasure.
When I don’t answer, he grips my hips firmly, lifting me from the balcony, then he turns me abruptly to face away from him and bends me over the railing. A moment later, he guides his cock between my thighs to find my entrance from behind.
Our skin slaps together audibly with each driving thrust, and tears sting my eyes as I try not to cry. Not because it hurts. In truth, the pain subsided after the first few deep, penetrating thrusts.
But I don’t think he’s going to stop until I give in to him and wake the whole house, and I hate him for manipulating me once again.
Worst of all, though, I find myself dangerously close to enjoying the abuse as Leo reaches around my hips, his fingers finding my clit with expert precision.
“You think you’re going to stay quiet, pet?” he murmurs, leaning close to my ear as his strong chest grazes against my back.
And the low, silky sound of his voice makes my core tighten involuntarily.
“I assure you, I won’t stop until I make you sing. So unless you want people to see me fucking you in the broad light of day, you better give me what I want.”
Horror grips me as I realize just how terribly I’ve miscalculated the depravity of my new husband. I’m so far in over my head that I don’t know if I could find my way back to the surface. Still, I can’t stop the shudder of arousal that ripples through me at his threat.
His fingers circle my clit with merciless greed, awakening the ravenous hunger deep inside my belly despite the mortification that sets my cheeks ablaze. And I’m torn, desperately, between the desire to succumb to my baser instincts and the need to defy Leo.
I want to show him that he doesn’t own me. As much as he would like to think he does, I’m the master of my own body. And I hate him so much right now that he can’t possibly make me want him.
But the stimulation is overwhelming, the tingling euphoria so all-consuming that I’m not entirely sure I have the control over my body that I so desperately want.
I open my lips, ready to tell him fuck you, the most caustic comeback I can come up with at this moment. But the only sound that escapes me is a deep, guttural moan.
Leo releases a dark, sadistic laugh as he pounds inside me harder, his fingers torturing me with pleasure. “My little slut,” he breathes, his lips feather-light as they graze the hollow of my neck. “I think you might just like being fucked where everyone can see, don’t you?”
And when his finger and thumb lightly pinch the sensitive bundle of nerves at the peak of my thighs, I can’t help myself.
I scream.
Then, I explode into oblivion.
13
LEO
Fucking Christ, it feels good to be inside Tia—no condom, wrapped in her warm, wet depths, taking her as hard as she can handle. And when she comes around my cock because I called her a little slut? I’m about two seconds from losing my mind.
Her tight little pussy throbs around me with impressive force, gripping my cock like a vise as her body silently begs me to come inside her. She’s still just as fresh as the first time I fucked her, all tight and firm and waiting for me to break her in. And the desire to fill her up is almost unbearable.
But that’s not what this is about.
As much as I like fucking Tia—and I can’t deny that I do—this is about teaching her a lesson. Her and the rest of the Guerra family who think they can manipulate me with underhanded threats and throwing their daughter at me with the responsibility of an illegitimate child.
Even now, after a wedding and a day of celebration, they’re my enemy, trying to find my weak points through subversive means. Because they know they can no longer defeat me in a proper fight. So now they want to outmaneuver me using the pretense of a baby.
