Page 4 of Vicious Vows

She raked her fingers through my hair as soft moans fell from her mouth. I licked her clit as I traced my fingers along her inner thighs, spreading her open and lapping the juice that was meant for my tongue only.

I indulged in her for as long as I could, but my cock could take no more. I had to get inside her. I had to claim her and make sure she understood who she belonged to.

“Baby girl.” I kissed my way up her stomach to her lips and thrust my tongue inside her mouth, sharing her arousal with her. “You taste delicious.”

“I need you.” She wedged her hand between our bodies and grasped my length in her hand. “Now.”

“Take it.” I inched closer to her, filling in the space between us as I hooked her leg over my hip. “You can have my cock now.”

“With pleasure.” She inserted my shaft inside her, wiggling against the tip.

“You can take more than that.” I slammed my waist forward, fully sheathing myself inside her hot, wet pussy. “That’s better.”

“Marchello!” she screamed as she received all of me. “Oh!”

She draped her arms over my neck and steadied herself on her tiptoes. I held her against me, setting a slow but solid pace, allowing us both to take pleasure in the moment.

I kissed her neck, biting and sucking as I continued to thrust inside her. Our lower bodies moved in perfect sync, each taking what the other offered. The more we progressed, the hotter and wetter we became.

I fought the urge to let loose, despite my beast who wanted to make an appearance. Pushing him back, I gave her this part of me because she was the only woman I could be this vulnerable with, even if she didn’t know that.

For the first time since finding her in the woods, I allowed myself to relax and lose myself in her. I wouldn’t be able to give her that over the next few days because the counter in my head would start ticking down until the next bomb detonated.

“Lissia.” I tightened my hold on her leg. “I’m gonna come.”

“Yes…” she cried. “Oh…”

Our entwined bodies tensed, then in a united heartbeat, we spiraled into mutual bliss, neither of us fully understanding what the future held for us. But I was too corrupted to think that it could be this way forever.

A ticking time bomb always explodes, eventually.

“Marchello.” She rested her head on my shoulder as I lowered her leg from my hip and held her against me. “That was amazing.”

I kissed the top of her head, relishing in her warmth for a few seconds before bringing myself back to reality.

“This may have felt different between us.” I lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “But it doesn’t change what you did and how I’m going to respond to your actions.”

“But I thought…”

I pressed my finger to her lips and shook my head. “The games we played at the safe house are over. You’re about to learn your place, princess.”

TWO

Lissia

Gazingat the robust city beneath my prison walls, I blew out a frustrated breath. Being a hostage for the third time in two months was not how I saw my life going when Marchello rescued me from Danny.

But here I am. A prisoner. Trapped with a man I couldn’t figure out if my life depended on it.

I propped my feet up on the coffee table and shook the nail polish bottle. At least Marchello had the decency to bring all of my stuff from the safe house to my new residence.

What I wouldn’t give for a day at the spa. It had been weeks since I had a haircut, my eyebrows waxed, my nails manicured, and a facial. Highlights. I missed those. I ran my hand through my hair, longing for a deep conditioning treatment.

The allure of being Marchello’s hostage was wearing off.

Although, my cranky mood had nothing to do with not being pampered. Well, maybe not being pampered had a little to do with it. But the real problem was the way Marchello treated me.

I didn’t care that he was rude and grumpy—I had gotten used to that after a week in his presence. I was upset because he wouldn’t allow me to express my feelings toward him. Anytime we got too close, he pushed me away. Even before I disobeyed him and escaped, he’d cut me off or change the subject. Now that I had betrayed his trust, his distance was worse.

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