Page 49 of His to Break

Leo laughs as he brushes his fingers along the length of my pussy. “You’d shower with a guy on the third date?”

“You remember the plumber, right?”

“Yeah, how could I forget?” Leo shoves two fingers inside me with a force that suggests he’s not happy with the reminder he wasn’t my first lover. “So what animal do you like?”

He pulls his fingers out of me and slowly presses them back into my slick channel. The heel of his palm slaps against my pussy.

“Well.” I gasp as he nips my shoulder with his teeth. “I love bears, wolves…” Ah, fuck! What is he doing to me? He’s scrambling my brain and making it very hard to think. “But if I had to choose, I’d say otters are my favorite.”

“Otters?” Leo rubs his thumb lazily over my clit as he drives his fingers deep. “Okay, that works.”

“What do you mean?” I grab his forearm, trying to stop him, to pull him closer. I don’t know which.

“I mean, my bella moglie, I am taking you to the zoo tomorrow.”

“The zoo?” I shriek as Leo uses his free hand to twist my left nipple.

“Yeah, you said you wanted to go, so I’m taking you.”

“Really?” The question comes out as a breathless pant. I can’t believe we’re having this conversation while he torments me like this.

“We need to spend time together, doing fun stuff, getting to know each other.”

“Like normal human beings?” I manage to say as Leo curls his fingers in search of my g-spot.

“Yeah, like a normal married couple. I might even buy you lunch and a stuffed animal from the gift shop if you’re good.”

“Sounds like a… ah!” I cry out as Leo works his magic, bringing me that much closer to orgasm. “A date.”

“I want to take my woman out.”

His woman. Why is that so much sexier than when he calls me his wife? It sparks something, ignites a primal urge to be claimed. My womb clenches and I cry out as spasms of pleasure wreak havoc with my senses. My legs buckle, but Leo catches me. He spins me around and I’m shoved back against the tiled wall with a roughness that makes my body thrum with anticipation.

It’s then I notice he has a blue silk tie in his hand. Where the hell did that come from? More to the point, what does he intend to do with it? I don’t have to wonder for long.

“Hold your hands out in front of you,” Leo commands.

Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I do as I’m told. Leo wraps the tie tight around my wrists and then raises my arms up over my head. He loops the ends of the tie around a metal hook above me and secures it, so I’m forced up onto my tiptoes. I give an experimental tug, unconvinced the hook can take my weight.

“It’ll hold you,” Leo assures me.

He curves a hand around my face and strokes my cheek. I lean into his touch. He pulls my left leg up over his hip and slowly pushes his cock into me. Inch by tantalizing inch, he stretches me until I’m completely full. He holds himself still. There’s a moment of intense connection that strips me bare. It’s like Leo can see straight into my soul. I wish I could glimpse his, but he’s just too guarded.

“Tell me to fuck you, principessa.”

The dark gleam in his eye promises he won’t be gentle. That excites me in ways it probably shouldn’t.

“Fuck me, Leo.”

He withdraws and slides back in again, my body welcoming him home. Again, he stills. “Tell me to fuck you so hard you never forget you’re mine.”

“Do it, Leo.” I glare at him, daring him to do his worst. “Make me yours.”

Patience at an end, he doesn’t hold back. He pulls back and slams into me so hard my teeth rattle. He fucks me like a madman, but somehow in the haze of lust he’s thoughtful enough to put a hand behind my head, preventing it from banging against the hard granite tile. My husband is a strange, confusing mix of savage and gentle.

Grabbing my right leg, he lifts it off the floor. I wrap my legs around him and cross my feet. With our bodies slippery from the shower, it’s difficult. Leo hammers my defenseless body in a punishing rhythm. As my arms are bound overhead, I’m entirely in his hands. The helplessness only fuels my desire. Being restrained is surprisingly freeing.

“So tight,” Leo grunts. “So fucking perfect.”

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