Page 78 of Legacy

“That mouth of yours will result in some severe consequences.” I fisted myself at the base and aligned myself with her.

“You like my mouth.” She wrapped her legs around my waist and pushed her wet pussy onto me, taking me all the way to the hilt and making me hiss. “Especially when I deep throat you and swallow.”

“Shut up and let me fuck you.” I pulled out and surged back in, hard and rough, just as she liked it.

She moaned and rolled her hips. She pulled me closer, her arms looping under mine and holding tight.

“Fuck me hard, Eli. Don’t hold back. I want you to release the beast inside you. Please. Let me feel you everywhere.”

“Don’t complain tomorrow,” I growled, lifting her by the waist and keeping my cock buried deep in her. I carried her into the bedroom, not giving a shit about the water. As soon as we reached the bed, I set her on the end and reached for the cords hidden along the edges. I tied her arms and splayed her open for me. Her pussy glistened, and my cock was covered with her arousal.

I set a hard, unrelenting pace, loving the sight of my dick pistoning in and out of her.

My fingers clutched her hips and jerked her into thethrust of my hips, giving her no control. This wasn’t anywhere near romantic or gentle, but vicious, dark, unforgiving, and perfect. Her clit teased me, so swollen, so exposed, calling me to taste, to tease.

She was my fucking addiction.

Her pussy flexed, and the muscles all but sucked me with each pass, testing my stamina and will. It was too much, and I couldn’t hold off much longer.

I jerked out of her.

“No.” She cried out and then gasped, and my lips closed over her beautiful, exposed, swollen pearl.

I laved her pussy, giving her no chance to think of anything beyond the sensation coursing throughout her body. She tossed her head from side to side, and her bound hands clenched into fists against her inner thighs.

The second she released little mewled whimpers, I thrust three fingers inside her, and she detonated, her back bowing and neck arching. There never was such a beautiful sight.

I crawled over her and plunged deep, lucky enough to catch the remainder of her orgasm.

She gazed up at me through a haze of pleasure, and barely above a whisper, she said, “I do love you, even if I didn’t want to.”

Those words snapped what little of my restraint I had left. I fucked her like a madman, wanting nothing more than to imprint my cock in her beautiful cunt. At the same time, her arousal rose again, and she lifted her hips, trying to meet my intense thrusts. My balls drew up. It was over for me. She felt just too damn good.

Sliding my fingers to her clit, I circled her, teased, and right before I came, I pinched, pushing her over. The contractions of her cunt shot me into my release, and it was the best thing I’d ever felt.

My wife. The woman I loved. She was giving herself to me.

I would destroy anyone who dared to hurt her.

Twenty-One

Avra

“Avra, are you home?” Laya asked me the second I answered my mobile.

“Yes. You sound upset. What’s wrong?”

“Are you alone?”

“Why? Did something happen to you?”

“It’s important. I have to talk to you. Vik should be there soon.”

I frowned. “Vik’s coming over? What’s going on, Laya? You’re scaring me.”

“I can’t talk about it like this. Just tell me if Eli is there?”

“No, he’s at meetings all day with his men.”

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