Page 128 of Massimo

"Come get what's yours.Husband."

I love calling him that as much as I love him calling me his wife.

Thatdecimatesthe last of his calm and control.

And he's on me like a force of nature.

My clothes stand no chance. They're shredded.

I don't even get to breathe before he's pinned me to the bed and slammed into me, full force, and to the hilt.

His pubic bone grinds into my clit, his balls slap my ass cheeks, and I might be bleeding from the force of his invasion into my tight channel. But I'm as incensed as he is, and I claw his back to get him closer.

I need him. I need everything he's giving me. I need everything he's taking from me.

I want to burrow under his skin and never leave. I want to walk through every fire of hell that I need to in order to be with him. I want the love I feel for him to be reciprocated, even if it's a sliver of what I feel.

I lose myself in him and his conquering of my body. As he claims my soul. I buck up to meet him thrust for thrust until we're both sweating and panting.

"I want your cum." My nails break his skin and drag down, scoring his back. Marking him.

"You'll get it all." His thrusts get impossibly harder and wilder. "I'm going to fill your tight little cunt." He bites my breast, then licks it to soothe the sting. "It's going to overflow with cum while still stuffed with my big cock." He hauls both my legs over his shoulder, and stars erupt when he hammers back in. I can't breathe as he hits that spot over andoveragain. "And then I'm going to do it all over again."

My body arches, taut and ready to explode.

"You'll be big and round with my child. Because Iwillfuck a baby into you."

My entire body seizes. With shocked disbelief, and for my orgasm making landfall as a Category Five hurricane.

I scream as the euphoric storm hits, slamming into me, and then carrying me away like I'm caught in the torrential, turbulent winds.

I'm suspended in ecstasy and bliss. I've never felt so free or so strong.

I reach for the one who is giving me pleasure that rockets me to another plane. Who is giving me strength—to find my own strength, to nurture my fire and fight—and to help me heal.

"Massimo." I need and want him so much it terrifies me.

"I'm here, princess." He kisses me. "My hellcat… My queen."

My eyes open to him looming over me—my massive monster, my beautiful beast. The weapon at my disposal to wield against my father.

"Give your wife your cum, husband."

He jerks, and pained pleasure coats his features at my words and the command.

With one final thrust—that feels like the door has slammed shut on any options of a future without him—he erupts. True to his claim, he fills me with his cum, and I feel it overflow around his shaft buried deep inside me, leaking down my crease and onto the bed.

"Mine," he growls.

I close my eyes to the pain that flares with his beautiful lie.

But I'll let myself try to believe it, if only for a short time, until my father's threat against the Santoros is destroyed.

I pull his face down to mine, needing to forget, if only for now, the painful reality that we don't have a forever. "You promised me two rounds, husband."

His chuckle is dark and deep against my lips. "That I did,my wife."

Massimo is trying to kill me. With sex.

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