Page 58 of Twisted Knight

“Fuck, India!” I shouted, letting go of the hold I had on the belt, grabbing her hips tightly.

I pistoned into her, rutting like the beast I was, her pussy pulsating around my cock.

The only noises were our moans of pleasure and the flap of my skin against hers.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head up, grabbing her hips even tighter. I was sure I’d leave bruises, but I was too far gone to act rationally.

My cock got even harder as my balls drew close together. I was about to come but I wanted her to come at the same time, squeezing my cock.

I let go of one of her hips and circled her, starting to rub at her clit at the same rhythm as my thrusting and suddenly the walls of her pussy tightened almost painfully around my cock and she shouted my name. I closed my eyes, riding the tightness caused by her orgasm and followed her almost immediately.

I came for what seemed like forever, surprised that the force of my orgasm didn’t just tear the condom.

I fell breathlessly against her back and kissed the back of her neck.

She tilted her head to the side, and I saw her small, satisfied smile. “It was the most earth-shattering orgasm I ever experienced,” she said, her voice hoarse after all the screams of pleasure she’d let out as I pounded into her.

I grazed my teeth against the ball of her shoulder, not ready to leave the warmth of her body. “It was like nothing I ever experienced. You fed the beast now, Dolcetta; he’ll want to keep on coming out to play.”

She let out a happy sigh. “Then let him come out to play. I enjoy him.”

I kissed the back of her neck again before reluctantly pulling out of her. I removed my condom and threw it in the bin behind me before reaching for her and lifting her gently from the table and carrying her to my room.

She nestled in my arms, closed her eyes, and kissed my jugular before resting her head in the crook of my neck.

I was just too emotional to speak. She’d done it. She made me fall in love with her, and I was not sure I'd ever be able to let her go.

Chapter Twelve

INDIA

I looked at Arabella as she grabbed my finger in her little hand, her eyes the same as Cassie and me.

“All clean, little girl…” I cooed at her after throwing away the stinky diaper. I turned toward Cassie who was feeding Marco in the rocking chair.

“That boy has one appetite.” She chuckled, looking down at him with so much love in her eyes.

“They are growing so fast,” I admitted, looking at the little girl in my arms. She smiled at me and tried to grab my plate. “Three weeks…”

“Yes, I still can’t believe I’ve been a mom for that long already.” She looked up and smiled. “I’m so grateful for your help.”

“It’s a pleasure, Cassie, really.”

I put Arabella back in her bed and watched as she dozed off.

Soon enough I would not be needed here. Hell, I was barely needed now. I came to be with Cassie during her pregnancy. I hadn’t expected to find everything that I’ve found, and now just the thought of leaving was too much.

“I don’t get to do much now anyway. Luca is the perfect father. If it was not for him and Dom going to the city today, you wouldn’t have needed me at all.”

“Are you liking it here?” Cassie asked out of the blue.

I turned to her. “I do.”

She chuckled, readjusting her breast and pressing her son to her shoulder to make him burp.

“Are you uncertain?”

“No, no, I do. I’m just not sure where this is leading.”

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