Page 65 of Brutal Vows

I mimic the rhythm with my hips and find her clit with my fingertips.

She stiffens and turns her head away. I snarl, yank her face back toward mine, and sink my tongue so deep she gags.

Her entire body tightens. I pinch her clit. She bites my tongue.

My control breaks. I give a vicious thrust of my cock and roll her clit between my fingers.

She opens her mouth on a silent scream, releasing my tongue as her pussy clenches around me. Magma shoots from my balls to my tip, and I lick her tongue and teeth as I fill her womb with my seed, needing to claim every inch of her as she flies apart so gloriously around me.

Wave after wave of pleasure barrels through me. Her insides squeeze my cock so hard stars dance along my periphery. I shift my hips and groan as she convulses through another orgasm.

When the last spurt of liquid fire leaves my tip, I lift my head and nibble on her lips, chin, and cheeks as we drift back to earth.

Her gasping breaths brush over my face. I bend down, pulling a groan from us both as my cock shifts in her, and worship her mouth with mine before leaning back and studying her face until she opens her eyes.

“You’re mine, Loretta. He’ll never touch you again,” I promise.

She blinks and shudders before shaking her head. I recall her words about me leaving.

“I need you,gattina. I won’t ever let you go,” I vow.

Her vibrant green irises shimmer with tears. She closes her lashes, takes a deep breath, and opens them again.

The hard glint in her eyes and the stubborn set of her chin seals her fate.

I growl and circle her clit, earning a hiss from her, and sink my glistening digits into my mouth with a groan.

Her eyes widen. I lick her juices from my hand before giving her a quick, searing kiss and whispering against her lips.

“You brought this upon yourself,gattina. This is to remember I’ll have your taste on my tongue all day long.”

I bite the tip of her tongue. She gasps. I bend her over the table and pull my cock out of her drenched pussy inch by inch.

The cool air can’t compare to her hot, tight sheath, but I let my cock drip onto the floor as I watch my cum seep out of her pussy. Unable to resist, I scoop my finger through the viscous fluid and push it back into her. She gasps and flutters around my digit.

“Mio Dio, you’re perfect,” I snarl.

She stiffens as I yank my hands away from her and tug her panties up her legs, ignoring the box of tissues at the back of the shelf.

“What are you doing? That’s so gross,” she says.

I ignore her and finish dressing her before whipping her belt out of her jeans and tying her wrists together behind her back.

“You’re mine,gattina. If I want your pussy dripping with my cum all day, then it will.”

Her pupils dilate, and the flush on her cheeks deepens. I pull her up by her nape and grab her chin before speaking against her lips.

“If I want you by my side forever, then I’ll do whatever it takes, including tie you up, toss you over my shoulder, and drag you to the altar.”

Before she can argue, I pour every ounce of my devotion into her mouth, worshipping and praising her with my teeth and tongue. When I pull back, she blinks dazed eyes up at me.

“Be my wife, Loretta.”

She sucks down a breath and shakes her head as much as my grip allows.

“No,” she mumbles.

I sigh and nip her cheek.

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