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I realize that he means he’ll tattoo wife on his knuckles, and my pussy clenches.
He hitches my leg onto his hip and drives forward, his cock brushing against my G-spot with every thrust. My nails dig into his shoulders, and he groans. His big cock fills me so well, and I can’t believe it. It’s huge, and I thought it wouldn’t fit, but he just slid right in, and now I’m feeling pleasure like I’ve never felt it before.
“Fuck,” I groan and throw my head back as my lips part.
“Look at me, Bambola.” He cups my jaw and brings my head down. “Look at me when I make you come. I want your eyes on me as I fill your womb with my seed.”
Dante drives into me faster and faster, and my hands grip his shoulders. We’re panting and moaning, and his lips slam against mine as I come, swallowing my screams of pleasure.
Dante thrusts a few more times before stilling. My pussy milks his cock as he comes inside me, his cum coating my inner walls as they pulse around him.
“Good girl, Serenity. Good fucking girl.”
Chapter 11
Dante
AFewDaysLater
“Exactly how long do you plan on keeping me here?” Serenity rolls over in my arms, propping herself up on her elbow. Her dark hair falls over her face and I reach out to push it back around her ear.
I feel a sense of comfort when she’s lying next to me. I spent all morning just staring at her as she slept. I nuzzled her hair, inhaling her scent.
I run my knuckle across her cheek, my eyes flashing to my new tattoo.
I have the letters W, I, F, and E tattooed across my knuckles a few days after I told her I would. It’s healed now, and I love seeing those letters wrapped around her throat as she pants and begs for my cock.
I’ve never felt this possessive over another human being before. I never thought I’d meet someone whose life I cared for more than my own. One I’d kill for.
That’s Serenity. She’s got my heart in her hands, and she doesn’t even know it. I’ve never been one for emotional shit. I don’t know how to tell people how I feel. I barely know how I feel. I’ve always used logic to guide my way through life, but this goes beyond logic.
This is fate or destiny or whatever you want to call it.
She got my submission when I gave her the gun. Now it’s her turn.
“What do you mean?” I ask as I pull her on top of me. Her warm body glides against me, and the tip of my cock presses at her entrance.
She softly moans as I run my hands from her ass to her shoulders.
“Well, as much fun as it is to be fucked endlessly, don’t you have a job?” she asks.
I chuckle softly. Actually, when she’s asleep I do go to work. I have calls with my men. The last thing I was told, the Donnelleys have been quiet. Which is not good. I’ve doubled security and done what I can to keep Serenity locked in here with me where she’s safe.
But I know this isn’t about me having a job. She wants out.
My bird wants out of her cage.
“Would you like to go out?” I ask.
She nods, her eyes worried like I’m going to say no.
I cup her face, rubbing my thumb over her bottom lip.
“We can go out. But we’re staying in my territory.”
“Territory?”
“The Salvatores own a good portion of Vegas, mostly in the form of hotels and casinos. But we have restaurants and even pieces of land.”
