Page 6 of Deadly Vows

“Are you scared?” Luca walks behind me, pouring himself another drink before sitting in the chair across from the bed. He watches me silently, using his free hand to loosen the top of his collar as he takes another sip of his drink. I bring my hands in close once again, fiddling with my thumbs as he watches me with an intensity that makes me tremble.

“I’ve never done this before,” I whisper.

Luca’s expression darkens, a smile crawling onto his lips as he stands.

“I know,” he says. His steps are slow and deliberate as he approaches. He must know what it feels like for someone to be at the mercy of his gaze. His gray eyes remain lined to mine as he hands me the glass.

“Slow,” he says.

I slowly bring the glass to my lips, sipping like I watched him do. The liquid tingles my lips, making my mouth warm. It’s vaguely sweet as it travels down my throat, settling in my stomach. Luca reaches around my hair, his fingers pulling at the pins that hold it in place until my hair falls around my waist. He gently takes the glass from me, spinning me so that my back is to him, and I feel him working at the thick string of my gown. He continues to pull at it until it loosens around my shoulders, and his warm fingers slip under the fabric, pulling it so that it falls around my feet.

I gasp as his fingers drift around my waist, pulling me into him.

“Don’t be nervous. I will make sure you feel good your first time,” he murmurs, his breath warm against my ear.

He accompanies his words with a gentle kiss on my throat, his free hand closing around my breast before he turns me to face him. His eyes are dilated in the dim light as they roam over mybody, lingering on my breasts. He then grabs my hand, pulling me with him to the bed. He spins us, lifting me with ease before placing me on the soft sheets. His eyes never leave mine as he strips, revealing solid muscle beneath the fabric of his tux. His skin is smooth albeit the jagged scars that have formed on his chest and over his ribcage. I also notice the rippled skin where bullets have gone through.

Not only does Luca bring death, but it looks like he’s been close to it a few times.

He crawls over me, pushing me back on the bed. His lips descend on mine, this kiss much more possessive than at our wedding. I gasp when I feel his hand gripping my breast, his thumb gently flicking my nipple. His tongue traces my bottom lip before pushing into my mouth. He tastes sweet like the whiskey he was drinking. His hands expertly ignite pleasure within me, the heat traveling between my legs as I slowly become aroused for him.

His hand drifts between my legs, dipping between my folds knowingly. He finds my clit easily, rubbing in a circle with his finger as he deepens the kiss, swallowing my moan. My inner walls come alive as he continues to rub me, just as I also become wet for him. He uses the opportunity to push a finger inside of me, forcing an audible gasp from my lips as I press my body against his chest, my eyes wide in shock.

“Do you like that?” he asks with a grin as he strokes me from within.

It felt strange at first, having his finger inside of me, but as he looks at me and continues, it feels pleasurable. My body grows more aroused by the second, my inner walls becoming slick with my arousal, and Luca notices, adding another finger. I arch my back, giving him the perfect opportunity to latch onto my nipple, his tongue swirling over the sensitive flesh. He knows exactly how to bring my body to pleasurable heights.

He pulls his fingers out of me, shifting between my legs before I can protest. I immediately sit up, attempting to stop him, but he has a firm grip on my thighs, holding them apart. His eyes meet mine in brief warning before he lowers himself, his tongue dipping past my folds and finding my throbbing bud. I cry out, my moans echoing off the walls as a pleasure I’ve never experienced before washes over me. The waves of heat all circulate to one place, building toward something even bigger as Luca continues to suckle between my legs.

“Luca! I—”

Luca pulls away from me, and a noise of frustration leaves my lips as he abandons me on the edge of release. My eyes fly open, and I look down, but he is no longer settled between my legs. He’s above me, his fully erect cock in his hands as he looks down at me with lust in his eyes. My eyes widen as I take in the thick length of his shaft. He lightly strokes it as he continues to watch me, igniting a mixture of excitement and fear in my belly.

Luca doesn’t speak as he leans over me, placing the tip at my entrance. I release a strained moan as he rubs himself against me, coating himself in my arousal before slowly pushing past my opening. My eyes widen, my mouth opening as pleasure slowly shifts to pain. My hands grip Luca’s arms out of instinct, pulling his attention. His steel eyes focus on mine as he thrusts, fully sheathing himself inside of me.

“Ngh!” I moan.

Pain forms between my legs as my body tries to stretch to fit him, but it feels impossible. My inner walls spasm around his thick length as he fills me, leaving no room for anything else. I squeeze my eyes shut as a pained squeak leaves my lips.

“It makes me so hard knowing you’ve never been with any man other than me. You’re all mine, Elise.” Luca leans into me, his lips closing over mine. Instead of the possessiveness he held earlier, however, he is gentle this time. He slowly moves,pulling out me before thrusting back in, sheathing himself. Our bodies are flush with each other as he deepens the kiss, finding a rhythm inside of me.

His hands gently grip my breast, playing with me in the way he is fond of. It takes a moment, but the pain eventually disappears, replaced by building tension I felt earlier. Luca senses the change in my body, his kiss becoming passionate as he strokes every corner of my mouth with his tongue. He releases my mouth, his fingers threading through my hair to hold me steady as he latches onto my throat. My moans fill the air as his thrusts become more urgent, finally pushing me over the edge.

My orgasm hits me full force, my inner walls pulsating around him as I moan. Luca kisses me deeply, swallowing my moans. The intensity of my orgasm increases with Luca’s large length thrusting into me, drawing it out. I feel his cock growing larger inside of me, his groan filling the air alongside mine. I vaguely note that he mutters curse words as he spills inside of me, the heat of his seed filling me. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, and it adds to my climax, giving me a pleasant glow in the aftermath.

We remain in each other’s embrace, our breathing slowing. I tense when Luca pulls out of me, his eyes still filled with lust as he looks down at me. But he doesn’t reignite the night. He leans into me, placing a gentle kiss on my lips before standing, his back to me briefly, before he disappears into the bathroom. But I don’t miss the words tattooed in Latin between his shoulder blades.

Mors Tua, Vita Mea2

“How about a bath?” he calls to me just as the water turns on, but the sexual high I felt has all but worn off and been replaced with dread. It’s a vicious reminder of the man I’ve given myself to. The man I am now married to, who owns my life. Luca is allowing me to see this gentle side of him, but it is not who he is.I fear it won’t be long before I meet the true face of my husband, Luca Pasquino.

1. Daughter-In-Law

2. Your Death, My Life

Chapter Three

Elise

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