Page 21 of His Stolen Bride

Santino

She purrs for me, her body warm and inviting. With another lift, I carry her to the nearest door and kick it open. It’s a dark-paneled room with a large bed. It’ll do fine.

Setting her on the bed, I lay her back and settle beside her, then take her mouth again. She’s tensed a little from the hallway, but I work my tongue against hers, massaging her until she’s whimpering again, her hips moving and her hands grasping me. I want her desperate for me, hungry for my cock.

When she breathes my name on an erotic sigh, I kiss down her body, then get to my knees. Hiking up her pink skirt, I find a pair of wet panties, the white lace soaked.

“My beautiful one, you’ve saved it for me.” I kiss her panties, then pluck them with my teeth. Her hands grip my hair as I pull the fabric away from her wet flesh and get the carnal taste of her in my mouth. It’s not enough, not when I see the rest of her begging for my tongue. With another pull, I rip her panties down her thighs, give them one more lick, then stuff them in my pocket.

Her knees try to close, but I open them wide again and survey all I’m about to enjoy.

“Oh my God,” she sighs, her fingers now gripping the covers.

“No man has seen you here, has he?” I slide my palms along her inner thighs.

“No,” she moans.

“No man has gotten a taste of your sweetest skin, this pretty pussy that even now tempts me to fill it with my cock?”

“No.”

I slide my hands down until I’m framing her juicy cunt, the wet perfection that promises me so much pleasure. “No other man ever will.” I press my mouth to her, kissing her pink lips and swiping my tongue up her warm skin.

She arches, but I place my palm flat on her stomach and hold her in place as I ravage her cunt—tasting, licking, and swallowing her down with a single-minded focus. I want all of her, to own this body the way she’s already taken hold of my soul. This fiery woman with the sharp tongue, she is my bride, and I will never love another. The realization sends even more heat into my veins, and I push two fingers inside her tight cunt.

Her moan tells me to keep finger-fucking her, to concentrate on her clit as her thighs begin to shake. I’ll give her this release, then I’ll give her more.

When I stroke her little clit faster and faster, she arches and freezes, her body locking as she comes, everything inside her tensing then loosening under my touch. Over and over the waves hit her until she finally relaxes against the bed, her breathing fast, her pussy already mine.

I get to my feet and strip off my shirt, then unbutton my pants. Her eyes follow the movement. I free my cock and shuck the rest of my clothes. Watching her, I grip myself and give my cock one hard stroke.

She licks her lips.

I fall on her, my body covering hers as I take her lips again, kissing her until she’s breathless. Then I pull her up and strip off her dress, then the bra. When her large breasts spill free, I hiss a curse and bend down to them, claiming a dark nipple in my mouth.

“Santino.” She clutches my hair as I suck her, then switch to the other nipple, tasting that peak as I position her higher in the bed. Spreading for me, she lies back.

I pull away and look down at my bride, my life, my future. “You are the most beautiful woman to walk this earth.” I cup one of her breasts and thumb the hard bud atop it. “Never doubt that. Your body was made to be worshipped for hours on end.” I hold her gaze. “But for now, I have to claim you. To fuck you and own you as you’ve owned me from the moment we met.”

I lower to her, my cock head pressing at her entrance. “You are mine, beautiful.” I thrust inside her.

She tenses and bites her lip.

I force myself to stay still, to let her adjust, even though my muscles are shaking and my cock is demanding more.

“Don’t stop.” She grips my shoulders, her fingers grazing scars and muscle. “Don’t stop.”

I pull back and push all the way inside. Delicious pressure inside her silky cunt.

“Fuck,” I grit out, then run my teeth along her neck when she throws her head back.

And then I’m gone, my body claiming hers in rough thrusts. She wraps her arms around my neck, her mouth meeting mine in a messy kiss as I stake my claim on her body and soul.

“This is forever.” I nibble her ear. “Say it, beautiful. We. Are. Forever.”

“We’re forever,” she moans, her legs linking around my hips as I give her all I’ve got. I’ve never felt so fucking hot in my life. This woman has turned my icy blood into an inferno, and I want her to feel every bit of it as I explode inside her hot cunt.

“I want to see you come.” I stare into her eyes. “I want to see what I do to you.”

Reaching between us, I use my thumb to rub her clit. In a matter of moments, she arches, her tits pressing against me as she comes. I grip her chin and pull her gaze back to me. I live for the look in her eyes, the abandon in her hips, the way her nails dig into my biceps.

When I feel her pussy clenching, I shove deep inside and come with her, my cock kicking my seed into her, coating her and etching my name inside her.

“We are forever,” I grunt. “Forever.”

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