Page 10 of Luna: HERmerta

“Focus. I want to hear you say it. Say you belong to me, baby.” I have stopped moving because I want her to ache for me.

“Move. Please.” her pussy squeezes me like a fucking vice, and I can barely see.

“Shit. Say it so I finish you and me. Say you belong to me so we can go in there and kill a motherfucker.” Her eyes are glassy and foggy, but I see the answer in her gaze.

“I love you, Wictor. I have been in love with you since the beginning. I have always belonged to you. Now make me come.” Well shit. She fucking ripped my entire existence apart and put me back together.

“I love you baby. You are my beating heart.” to prove it I put her hand over my heart and pump into her staring into her eyesso she can see my love. Leaning into her, I slide my tongue into her mouth and moan when it turns into something sloppy with us exchanging saliva. I creep my hand between us to her clit and rub it furiously because I need her to come with me and I am seconds from blowing my load. “Give it to me baby. Come all over your man's cock.” I pinch her and she cries into my mouth while jets of my seed fill her up and fall out around us. She sags against me and snuggles in letting me kiss her and hold her in my arms but we both know we have to get inside. Slowly I lift her off me, my nostrils flaring watching my cum spill down her thighs.

“You okay now jerk.” She smiles and nudges me. We are both getting our clothes right. Pulling her into me, I kiss the side of her head.

“Yeah. But I don't like other men’s hands on you.” I tell her, holding her chin in my hand. I put my forehead on hers. “Got it.” she tilts her head and kisses me making my heart beat fast because she initiated it.

“I got it big boy. But you know you don’t have to worry right? I love you and only you, jerk.” she pinches my side before lacing her fingers with mine and we walk side by side into the pits of hell. Only we are the judge, jury and executioners.

CHAPTER

ELEVEN

LUNA

I am floatingon air when I should be tense that someone tried to kill me, but all I can feel is love. This is why this life is not for me. However, I feel the vengeance in my veins right now on account of the man beside me. What would I have done if something happened to him?

“Take the tape off his mouth,” I say walking right over to my hatchet. It is definitely not Giulia’s sword, the weight of that would be too much for me literally and figuratively, however, my dad was an asshole, a traitor and a pig, but he loved nature and on our family vacations, we would go camping and he made sure all of us knew how to handle an axe.

“Oh shit.” Serena says behind me. She hates it when I go for the axe because she knows it is going to get bloody and messy. “Should I go get the suits?” I smile at the anxiousness in her voice. She is not scared of blood or seeing it shed but she hates for it to splatter over her clothes.

“If you need to for yourself Serena, please go ahead. Same for you Patrizia.” she scoffs behind me.

“No blood gonna take me down.” She is always down for whatever.

“Now you piece of shit. I am going to give you one chance to tell me who sent you before I start with your fingers.” he chuckles and raises his head like I am nothing.

“Whatever cunt. From what I hear you ain’t got the tits like that bitch in New..” his jaw cracks behind the punch to the face delivered by Wictor.

“Watch how the fuck you talk to her maggot.” he spits at his feet and crosses his arms. I should be mad at how he interrupted my interrogation, but all I can do is swoon. Inside of course. Without saying anything I turn and continue.

“Okay. I see you need receipts. No problem.” Dropping my hatchet on the table beside him, I simply walk up to him, grip his hand and wrench his thumb from the rest of his hand. His scream fills the air filling me with a satisfaction I have never felt doing this. When I am satisfied, I step back. “Now, the next thing I do is chop it off.” his chest is heaving, and his face is red from yelling and screaming but I can still see his resolve. “Who sent you?” I wait a moment but still he says nothing. “Suit yourself.”

“Is she..” Wictor’s brother begins to speak and then he stops. He looks at Serena who nods her head.

“Yep. She is.” I smile before walking over to the asshole in question, raise my axe and drop it down on his finger.

“Ahhh shit. Ahh fuck.” he begins yelling, his body shaking trying to either get out of the chair or he is convulsing. I see him begin to heave from the pain. I should feel something but all I feel is numb.

“Are you ready to answer me now?” I taunt him.

“I…I was only doing as I ordered.” he stumbles through speaking, kind of going in and out of consciousness.

“I know that, dumbass. I see you want to waste my time.” Raising it, I chop off four fingers at once and stand there letting him piss himself.

“Oh shit, Wic. Your woman is vicious.” his brother says. I turn back to look at him smiling. He grips my neck and pulls my mouth to his kissing me like no one is looking before pulling back.

“She’s fucking amazing.” he whispers against my mouth before kissing the side of my head.

“Luna, his name is Malkom.” Dalian says from the side of me. He is staring at his phone which I assume means we have gotten a facial rec from Giulia’s guy Specs. “Seems here he works for the Russians.” Figures.

“Alright then Malkom, here is your chance for the rest of your death to be peaceful. Tell me who sent you.” He can barely speak now, but his gasp of air sends chills down my spine.

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