Page 49 of His to Honor

When he reaches my ass, I gasp. His kiss soothes the ache. Then his teeth nip my skin, the unexpected mingling of pain and pleasure making me whimper.

“This ass is mine.”

“No.” The denial comes out on a moan as he straightens up and slides his right hand between my legs.

“This pussy is mine.” He ignores me shaking my head. “And it’s soaking wet. Someone enjoys being punished.”

I don’t deny that. For some messed-up reason, I got a thrill out of laying myself across the bed and taking a spanking. The evidence of how much I enjoy his rough handling is on Matteo’s fingertips.

He slides his fingers along the length of my pussy then elicits a shocked squeal from me by turning his attention to my rear hole.

“Matty,” I caution as he presses a finger inside me.

“Shh,” he soothes. “I won’t hurt you.”

I breathe in and out steadily, trying to calm myself as he breaches the tight ring of muscle and pushes his finger all the way into me. I frown as I try to get to grips with what I’m feeling. It doesn’t hurt like I thought it would. He pumps a couple of times and then adds another finger, scissoring them to stretch my tight channel. It’s strangely arousing to have him exploring this forbidden part of me.

Matteo pulls his fingers out, steps behind me, and kicks my legs farther apart. As I realize his intent, panic surges through me. I try to stand, but he splays a hand across my back to hold me down. I tense as he positions his cock at my rear.

“You said you’d prepare me first.” I’m sure he said he’d get me ready for this.

“You took my fingers without a fuss. You’ll be fine.”

I don’t bother pointing out to him that his cock is a hell of a lot bigger than his fingers. Boosting his ego won’t help me right now. My stomach churns as he pushes the head of his cock inside me.

“Relax,” he commands.

“I can’t. Matty!”

He ignores my protest, inching deeper inside me until he encounters resistance.

“This is happening, Giulia.” He slips his left hand beneath me and massages my clit until I’m panting with need. “Now let me in.”

As pleasure swamps me, my body gives up the fight and lets him in. His hips slap against my tender flesh as he sinks deep. I’m barely aware of the strange stretching of my ass as Matteo fills me.

“Told you this ass was mine,” he says triumphantly.

He fucks me with masterful strokes as his fingers tease my clit, sending me into such a frenzy I end up pushing back against him, begging for more.

“Fuck, Giulia. I’m not going to last.”

Something about the strangled tone of his voice, the desperate need it conveys, drives me wild. I love knowing that I at least have this power over him. It fuels my desire and my pussy clenches as I come with a scream of pleasure.

I’m still quivering as Matteo reaches his climax, spilling his hot seed deep inside me. As he pulls out, I wince, not just from theflash of pain, but the shame as his fluids seep out of me. It’s soon banished as Matteo kisses me with both tenderness and passion.

When he draws back from me, he has an infuriatingly smug look on his face. “Told you I’d prove you’re mine.”

I shake my head in disbelief. My body is trembling with aftershocks of the most incredible orgasm and he’s using this moment to make his point. I can’t believe he’s being such a dick.

“Deny it all you want,” Matteo says. “But you’re mine and as soon as I can arrange it, I’m making it legal.”

“What?” I don’t like where this is going.

“We’re getting married, sweetheart.”

He reaches out to caress my face and I slap his hand away.

“We are not getting married.”

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