Page 32 of The Sicilian Bastard
"I should fucking kill you," he snarled.
"For this bitch? She's not even family." The man's argument came out muffled since he was eating a little bit of the carpet.
"She's mine," Luciano growled.
He looked every bit as feral as they thought he was at this moment.
"How about we all calm down?" Agosto was trying to pull Luciano off the guy. He was looking green around the gills. I guess he didn't enjoy violence. Tell that to my lady parts. I had never been so attracted to Luciano.
Luciano's gaze hooked mine like he could hear me thinking about him. He smiled. I wished I could return one. He eased off the man who hit me in the jaw. Fucker. Anyone could see my jaw was all fucked up. That was such a sucker punch. If the guards hadn't been holding me, he wouldn't have gotten a hit in so easy.
"Let her go," Luciano commanded.
I trembled. Not in fear, but desire. Luciano handed me the notepad and pen that had dropped in the hallway in the brawl. He nodded his head towards it.
She came into the room. I didn't know who she was. She started spouting off the mouth about saving me from a monster like you and I snapped and beat the bitch. I'm pissed you'd let someone so disrespectful in your home.
I handed the book to Luciano who read it quickly and then gave it to Agosto. I had to break our silent gaze because after reading that, his was more intense. It was a mixture of awe and pain. I wondered if no one had ever taken up for him before. They should've.
Agosto cleared his throat, clearing the bubble we both seemed to be in alone. "Rosalina is this guy's wife and Luciano's half-sister. My sister." He cleared his throat again.
Again, I got the impression he didn't like violence. He wasn't going to survive with that mentality. I shrugged my shoulders. I could give a fuck who she was. My instincts told me to answer disrespect quickly and without mercy. As far as I was concerned, she got what she deserved. Anyone else would've gotten a swift and painful death. Luciano climbed off Rosalina's husband and stalked towards me. I didn't move a muscle.
He stood in front of me for a minute and looked down on me. Then he lifted me. His hands were on the back of my knees and I went up and over his shoulder. I clenched my legs together in anticipation. Something big was about to happen. I wasn't sure what, but I could feel it.
We reached the room he had me in. He kicked the door closed and tossed me down on the bed. He still hadn't said anything. He stripped off his clothes. His cock was throbbing. There was already precum leaking out the top. I was so turned on.
Luciano ripped his shirt from my body. I didn't have any panties on and I knew he could see me dripping. He growled deep in his throat, causing tremors up and down my body.
"I wasn't expecting you," he revealed.
He spread my legs as wide as they would go. Then he slapped me. He smacked my pussy, over and over again, his large hand moving around. One smack to the clit. One to the perinium. One to my center. I was gushing and writhing on the bed from the pleasure-pain he was giving me. My sounds caught in my throat, I couldn't open my mouth and let them out.
"I protect you, not the other way around," he snapped.
Before I even knew what was happening, he had thrust his cock in me. For most women, a cock that size would hurt. I was different. I was all worked up. I was wet. I wanted him to scrape my walls and pound my cervix. A pounding was exactly what I got. The sounds coming out of my mouth were surreal. From the outside, it sounded like he was killing me. If I could die from the intensity of this fuck, then that's exactly what was happening. What a way to go. I would gladly die by cock.
Luciano grabbed my hips and pulled them towards his, pressing my ass to his balls. He groaned and threw my legs in the air, catching them in his hands. He pushed my legs as close to my nose as he could. He stuck his finger in my mouth uncaring about the pain in my jaw. I sucked them like they were his cock. Deep and wet. He reached between us and thrust his fingers in my ass. No workup. I screamed the walls down and gushed all over his cock.
"Luci," I cried around the pain.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," he groaned into my thigh.
The speed of his hips stuttered and he swelled inside me. I clenched down on his cock for all I was worth.
"You little bitch," he bit out as he spasmed inside me.
The warm gush of his orgasm washed inside me. I purred with satisfaction. He wasn't angry at me at all. If anything, I would say he was quite pleased with my reaction. Luciano dropped my legs and grabbed my neck.
"The next time someone hurts you, I'll kill them. Family or not." My pussy throbbed at that.
He chuckled and put a little pressure on me before letting me go. I think he liked asserting his dominance every so often. I was down with that. I was so fucking down with that.
