Page 84 of Ruined in Vows

“Are you scared, angel?” I drawl, licking a trail from her knee up to her thigh, my gaze never straying from hers.

She shakes her head, biting her bottom lip. “No. I want you. I want us. This.”

Nibbling on her flesh, I bite down gently, sucking until I leave my mark. She whimpers, squirming beneath me, her back arching as she tries to bring me closer to where she so desperately wants me. Laughing, I run my nose from her thigh to her pussy, inhaling her scent into my nostrils and committing it to memory.

“Dante,” she whimpers.

“Do you think this little cunt is ready for me?” I growl, swiping my tongue up her slit.

Her back bows, her words a breathy cry when she speaks. “Yes. Yes, I’m ready for you.”

Running a finger up her thigh, I bring it to her pussy, slowly circling her clit. She gasps, her hips rolling up as she seeks the pressure she so desperately wants. I push a digit inside her,groaning at how tight she is. I swear I don’t need to worry about Riccardo or any of our other enemies, this woman is sure to be the death of me.

“I need to get you ready to take me,” I murmur in awe, watching my finger slide in and out of her.

“More,” she moans almost inaudibly.

Smirking, I add another finger, stretching her. She gasps, her body tensing. “Is this too much?” I ask, slowly thrusting into her.

She shakes her head. “No. No. It feels amazing. Don’t stop.”

“You're still so tight, I have to stretch your cunt if you are going to take my cock,principessa,” I rumble, my mouth latching onto her clit.

“I trust you,” she moans, making my chest tighten.

Allegra can trust me with her life. But the guilt I feel for keeping her in the dark about what is going to happen today. It’s consuming me.

“I am gonna fuck you so good, that by the time I am done, my cock will be imprinted on your pussy, your fucking soul,” I grate out, suddenly feeling unhinged.

“You’re already part of my soul,” she pants, writhing under my ministrations.

“Good girl,” I growl, sucking her clit into my mouth once more.

It doesn’t take long for her to fall over the edge. And I know it has something to do with my praise. In the weeks I have been getting reacquainted with her body, I established very quickly that she has a praise kink. One I very much love exploring. Her cunt tightens around me, soaking my digits with her release.

“Dante,” she cries out my name as her orgasm takes hold.

Her back arches, fingers grabbing at the bed sheets, trying to find purchase as her legs lock around my head.

And I feel like a king at this moment. Knowing that I can elicit these kinds of responses from my angel is everything tome. I might not be able to remember my previous sex life, but I know without a doubt, with every fiber of my being, that Allegra Marchetti is the best I have ever had.

“Goodprincipessa. Soaking my fingers like a good girl.” I groan, pulling them from her wet pussy and bringing them to my mouth. She watches me with hooded eyes as I lick her juices from my digits. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch her legs spreading once again. I smirk.

“Is my angel greedy for my dick?”

“Please, Dante. I need you,” she all but begs, and I watch as tears roll down her face.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, alarmed.

Allegra shakes her head, a chuckled sob bursting from her lips. “Nothing. I just need to feel you inside me.”

Crawling up her body, my tongue darts out, licking up her tears before I press my lips to hers, letting her taste herself on me. Tearing my mouth away, I pepper kisses up her neck, to her ear, whispering, “I’m going to fuck you now, angel.”

“Yes,” she breathes, rolling her hips up into me, her wet heat brushing against my cock. I suck in a breath, more than ready to sink home.

Pushing up on one hand, I reach down with my free one, palming my dick and rubbing it along my angel’s wet slit. “Fuck, you feel so good. So wet. So hot. You feel like fucking mine.”

“Just do it already,” Allegra whines in exasperation.

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