Page 100 of Bound in Promise
She’s a breath of fresh air, a quality that echoes Victoria's gentle nature—when she’s not pissed off or bratting me. From the moment she arrived, Aria has been a source of calm relief for me. Where Enzo is a force of nature, strong and determined, Aria brings a special layer of warmth and joy. It feels like my son was born of my darkness and my daughter, born of her mother’s heart.
I don’t know what the hell I did to deserve all this. Most days, I still feel like an undeserving thief.
My beautiful wife has been by my side—and underneath me—for nearly five years. The woman is more patient than a saint and hasn’t ever turned from me. With her headstrong will and her heart on her sleeve, Victoria has always been the guiding force in creating our family. My heart swells with gratitude for the two children she’s blessed me with.
"Dante," Victoria whispers, reaching out to trace swirling patterns on my chest. “Stop teasing.”
I chuckle, licking at her flushed skin as I breathe in that lavender scent that drives me wild. "Just thinking, princess. About us, about the kids."
“Think more about your wife and how you’re going to make me come.”
I roll my hips, gently easing my cock deeper without giving my wife the friction I know she craves. “Who said anything about making this fast, princess?”
She lifts her hips to meet me, but I pull back to counter her efforts. "You're evil, husband."
"I prefer charmingly mischievous.” Victoria arches quickly, claiming more of my hard length, and I groan when my balls clench in response. “Careful, or this will be over before I even get started.”
“Fuck me, husband, or else I’m going to ride your cock until you beg me to stop.”
Oh really?
I roll to my back, pulling her with me to keep my cock buried in her sweet heat, and she straddles my hips. If she wants to take control… Well, I’m only a man.
A man who really loves when his wife fucks him like she won’t ever get enough.
“Whatever you want, princess.”
She doesn’t wait a second more, lifting her hips and slamming herself down at a breaking pace.
I grab at her hips, working to guide her movement, to make this last, but Victoria is a pro at pushing me to my limits.
It’s only been a minute and I’m already on the brink of turning the tables. The way I’m feeling, we’ll probably break the damn bed.
“Easy, Victoria,” I warn her. “You’re pushing it.”
She doesn’t listen.
The woman never does. Her life’s mission seems to be making me crazy with lust.
And she succeeds every damn night.
Not that it’s a burden.
I’d gladly give up my sanity to share this life with her.
Victoria has her head tossed back, her dark curls spilling down her back, and I trace the lines of her face with my fingertips, overwhelmed. I’m a lucky bastard. She's everything I could've imagined and more – a filthy angel that blew into my life and transformed my existence in ways I never thought possible.
Victoria has been an unexpected gift that life bestowed upon me in my darkest hour, even when I couldn’t recognize her for what she would mean to me.
It still surprises me that I’ve been able to trust her with my heart after knowing what it’s like to hold the shattered pieces in my hand. She’s the kind of woman who defies reason, ignores barriers, and stands strong in the face of whatever challenge may come.
Her heart is so full of love that it spills over onto everyone around her.
“That’s it, my turn,” I say impatiently, feeling the tight clench of my balls and, sure as shit, my wife gets exactly what she wanted as I start fucking her into the mattress. She’s awoken the beast inside me, the one that won’t be satisfied until we’re both lost to carnal pleasure.
“There he is,” she sighs happily. “My husband.”
“You keep doing this shit to me and we’re gonna have a third kid.”
