Page 24 of The Beast of London & His Pet

Was it fate that I happened to catch sight of her selling Viagra in my club?

When I checked back on the club’s video footage, she had been selling it for over ten months. She put her mouth to good use in her sales techniques. No matter what the reason, she was all mine now. I would create the perfect pet to fuck, love and protect. With her mouth and attitude it would be a full-time job.

I ran my tongue up and down her pretty slit until I felt the chocolate smear my lips and mouth. I stuck my tongue into her pussy to scoop out the mousse. The taste of the chocolate and arousal made me groan and my cock ached for relief.

“You’re so nasty, but I love it,” Francesca moaned as she tried to smother me to death with her cunt when her thighs locked around me and she tugged at my hair like a vicious beast.

Her pussy fluttered as I continued to eat her out. I rubbed her clit and eased two fingers inside of her. I needed to watch my tight virgin cunt explode oh my fingers. Her thighs tensed and she screamed until her voice cracked. I felt her gush on my fingers as her pussy clenched down on me. It wouldn’t be long until she came on my dick.

Her legs relaxed enough to release my head and I rubbed my sore ears. I pulled my fingers out and rubbed her cum onto her pussy before leisurely licking her clean.

“You were not bone dry,amore mio,” I said with a deep seated smug voice as I thought about her screaming the place down.

Her response also inexplicably softened my heart. I stood up, and she looked at me with dazed and soft eyes, but with a mischievous smile.

“No one can tell for sure since you just licked up the evidence,” she said before she giggled and flopped her arms above her head.

I unzipped my trousers, and she bit her lower lip as she watched me pull my cock out. She might think I was too big but her flushed cheeks and lust blazing in her eyes belied any fears she might have.

“Come and kneel down here, Kitten, it’s time for you to lick up some cream,” I murmured.

Chapter 14

Francesca

Alessio gave me more than dinner and an orgasm. He gifted me with four plastic cards in my hand and a fluffy pink tail in my ass. I refused to wear it on the wedding day for the fear of someone seeing it when they helped me with the ties on my dress. As much as I enjoyed our sexual encounters, I still didn't want to marry him. Between his reputation and my aversion to men, it was enough to give me pause for thought.

I liked his cousin and Silvio. Nero, the smelly blood thirsty bastard was growing on me. Since I had no job, I took one card and tried to give him the others back. To which he took offence, telling me to ‘deal with it’. A mob boss’s wife is what he expected me to be.

Did he expect me to sit on my ass and shop all day?

With a heavy sigh, I lifted my favourite picture of myself and my grandparents. They were a unique exception, with their marriage spanning over forty-three years. Their life and marriage hadn't been easy. After years of trying, they were blessed with my mother until she met my low-life father.

I glanced at my mum’s photo. We looked so alike. I placed my grandparents' picture back on my side table to pick up my phone. I went into our messages and smiled faintly at the last conversation.

After last night’s dinner, he checked in on me to ensure I hadn't taken the stupid tail out.

Me:When do I get to shove something into your ass?

La Bestia:Never.

Me:Have you ever had anything in your ass?

La Bestia:We are not having this conversation.

Me:That’s a yes. What was it? Did you experiment in your teens? Was it Nero? Is that why he is always with you? It was probably jealousy that made him want to ‘get rid of me’.

La Bestia:You have an overactive imagination. Go to sleep.

Me:Yet you haven't denied it.

La Bestia:I will tell you when I fuck your asshole.

Me:That’s not happening.

La Bestia:Keep telling yourself that, Kitten.

Me:You're going to give me nightmares.

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