Page 28 of Vow to Me

Not the best footwear to be running in.

I run through the kitchen and dart through the sitting room with him hot on my heels, maybe if I could loop back around, I could make it to the—

“Too slow,” Luca says triumphantly in my ear as he spins my body to face him, he bends down and wraps his arm around my thighs, picking me up and flinging me over his shoulder before I can even blink. I try to wiggle free from his grasp but it’s no use and he stalks to the bedroom, his arms a band of steel around my thighs.

We reach the bedroom and he all but throws me on the bed, the predatory gleam in his eye should scare me, terrify me, even. But all it does is make me want to sink to my knees and ask him to use me.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he orders, and I immediately comply, excitement shooting through me. “Crawl up the bed and hold onto the headboard.”

I do as he says, turning my head to sneak a glance at him, his eyes are locked on me as he shrugs out of his tux.

“What’s your safe word, little demon?”

I think for a second before making my decision.

“Vanilla,” I smirk, and he raises an eyebrow but doesn’t comment.

He runs his hands up the back of my thighs, reaching my ass, he spreads both of my cheeks, exposing me.

“You look so good like this baby, ass in the air, your wet cunt begging for my cock,” he murmurs, “you don’t get my dick yetthough, I’m gonna turn your pretty little ass red first, and you’re gonna count each slap for me.”

I don’t even have the chance to process his words before his hand rains down on me, causing a sharp sting and a bolt of pleasure to run through me that makes me let out a loud moan and he massages the spot his hand connected to.

“Count for me, little demon,” he rasps.

“O-one,” I manage to say as I try to catch my breath.

“Good girl,” he coos before bringing his hand down again.

“Two.”

He brings his hand down again, raining three more slaps in quick succession.

“Th-three…four, f-ive,” I stutter. The pain is intense, but not as intense as the pleasure that comes along with it, it’s freeing, giving him control over me. All of my senses are heightened, and my brain turns to mush as he spanks me another four times.

“You’re doing to fucking well baby, I’m so fucking hard seeing my marks on your perfect skin, knowing that I’m marking you as mine, think you can take one more for me?”

“Yes, please.”

“Fuck, I love it when you beg,” he groans, landing a final slap to my ass. He bends down and kisses my tender skin before pulling back.

I turn my head to look at him, his eyes almost black, the intense, unadulterated lust in his eyes weakens my knees. His hand goes to his length, and he gives himself a quick tug before lining up with my entrance and slamming inside me.

“Fuuuck,” he groans, “you took your punishment so well Iz. Such a good girl for me,” he says before slowly pulling out and slamming back inside me, my walls clench around him but it’s not enough.

“More, please. I need more Luca,” I say, and he grunts in acknowledgement before wrapping an arm around my chest and pulling me up, so my back is pressed against his chest, the change in position makes his thrusts deeper and I struggle to remain upright, I have to twist my arms backwards and wrap them around his neck, so I don’t collapse from pure fucking bliss as my orgasm builds.

He reaches out and grabs my chin, turning my head so my face is inches away from his, the look in his eyes is downright feral as he slams his lips to mine, kissing me and fucking me in tandem. He fucks me like he’s exercising his demons, opening himself up and showing me everything, he’s letting me in to see the deepest parts of himself.

He pulls back and bites down on my neck, causing a sharp pain to flow through me, only intensifying the pleasure of him fucking me with abandon.

“I can’t get enough of you baby; it’ll never be enough. Each fucking day you consume another part of me,” he rasps in my ear, his words pushing me closer to the edge. “Let go for me Iz, just let go,” he groans and brings his mouth back to mine, resuming the passionate kiss from before.

Luca swallows my cries as my orgasm builds and builds until I’m pulled under, like I’m caught in a wave, fighting for breath yet begging it to take me under me all at once. His movements becomeerratic, and he jerks inside me and lets out a groan before he finally stills, his mouth still fused to mine. Gone is the feral kiss, his lips are no longer attacking mine but are now caressing me softly, as if he’s savoring my taste.

Luca lets me go gently, he removes my heels and lies down beside me before wrapping an arm around me and dragging me towards him, tucking me into his side while we both catch our breath.

“That was…” I begin to say but unable to find the words to describe the experience. It wasn’t just fucking, it was intimate, primal, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

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