Page 31 of Broken Innocence
He put his mouththere.
He licked my—
“Mmm… Copper and honey.” Luca kisses up my spine then bites my earlobe. “Remember this,la mia piccola farfalla, you belong to me. Your beautiful body is mine. I’m going to lick, suck, and fuck every one of your holes, and you’re going to love it. Crave it. Become addicted to me like I am to you. Understand?”
“Y-Yes, Luca,” I stutter, stunned by the feral need in his voice.
“Yes,husband,” he corrects, and I shudder at how possessive he sounds.
“Yes, husband.” The words are barely spoken before Luca removes my period cup and replaces it with his thick length stretching my pussy wide for his invasion. The rubber device is tossed to the sand, my blood spilling in a barbaric scene of scarlet to stain the pristine beach.
My fingers dig into the bed for purchase and hang on as he takes his cues from the sea and pummels deep inside like a hurricane battering the shore.
“I will never tire of hearing you call me your husband,wife.” He grunts and growls, our flesh slapping together, sloppy, wet heat dripping down my thighs.
Arousal, blood, and soon, Luca’s seed.
CHAPTER TWENTY
LUCA
My wife’s juicy ass bounces with each harsh thrust of my hips, and the sight of my cock glistening pink with her arousal and blood has an animalistic roar bellowing from my chest.
Reaching beneath her soft belly, I search between damp curls to find her clit and circle the sensitive bud. Eden whimpers and sinks lower on the bed until her cheek rests on the mattress, her labored breathing rustling the strands of hair tangled around her head in a halo.
“Come for me, little Butterfly. Come for your husband.”
Eden tenses then cries out as another rush of wetness soaks my cock. Her body shakes beneath mine. Trembling curves. Flushed skin. My girl is gorgeous in her pleasure, and she’s all mine.
When the tight clamp of her cunt triggers my own release, I shout in satisfaction and come deep inside her pussy, pulling out at the last second to cover her ass and back with the final blasts of my cum.
“Luca…”
“I’m here,carissima,” I murmur, rubbing the warm mark of my ownership into her pretty skin before collapsing on my side to meet her drowsy eyes. “How are you doing? Are you okay?I wasn’t too rough, was I?” I wanted to erase the pain of her period, not add to it.
“You were perfect.” She hums low in her throat. “Though I might live on this beach now. I can’t move.”
Chuckling, I gently unfold her tired limbs then hoist her higher into my arms.
“What are you doing?” Her disgruntled grumbling is adorable as I tread through the sand until we hit the turquoise water. “We’re cooling off in the Med. Just relax, I’ve got you.”
Her eyes close in an act of trust as her body softens in my grip.
I'll never take Eden's trust lightly.
Her legs hook around my waist as she drops backward to float on the gentle waves. My hands caress her generous love handles as I admire the beautiful sight of my wife, relaxed and satisfied.
Rock formations jut into the water on our left while green hilltops rise toward the clear blue sky. I have to give Enzo credit; he sure knew how to pick the perfect Italian getaway spot.
Everywhere I look is a picture-perfect scene, though the best view is right in front of me.
A particularly aggressive wave hits my back, and we stumble forward. Instinctively, Eden's grip tightens.
“Don't let me go.”
“Never, baby.” My hands tenderly squeeze her hips to prove my point. “I will always keep you safe.”
Until my dying breath.
