Page 129 of Ruthless Vengeance
The pleasure hits me like a wave, and I cry out his name as I shatter completely.
My inner walls clench tight around his cock, and Marco shudders as he fights the urge to come.
“Oh, fuck.” Marco groans as he thrusts his hips one last time before his whole body tenses.
His eyebrows pull together, and his mouth opens in a silent cry of pleasure as he comes, and my pussy continues to pulse around him, taking every last drop he can give me.
When we both eventually still, with our breathing heavy and our bodies slick with sweat, Marco slowly slides is cock out of me and moves onto his side.
The absence of his weight on top of me makes me ache, but he immediately gathers me into his arms and pulls my back against his chest.
His hand moves to rest over my stomach, and I place my hand over his.
“I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you feel safe,” he murmurs in my ear.
“I know.”
“I swear to God, Clara, this life we’re building? I’ll protect it with everything I have.”
I can barely breathe through the emotion swelling in my chest. “You already are.”
Even though I know he’s right here with me, and the evidence of him is still between my thighs, it’s not enough.
We came so close to losing everything we have worked so hard to build, and I think it will be a long time yet before I can fully trust that we’re safe.
But I know with Marco at my side, I’ll get there in the end.
Marco rests a hand on my hip. “What do you need?”
“I need you.”
“Then part your thighs for me, love, so I can give you what you want.”
I move onto my front, and Marco gently moves on top of me, sinking into me from behind.
His fingers lace through mine as he moves inside me, slower than before.
He takes his time bringing me to the edge, making sure to coat his cock with our combined arousal before thrusting back inside me.
“God, love. I will never get enough of this.”
I glance over my shoulder and offer him a smile, hoping the next words will be as much of a turn on for him as they are for me.
“I can’t wait to call myself a De Luca.”
Marco’s eyes flash, and he grunts as he sinks inside me. “You want everyone to know who you belong to?”
“Mhmm… I want everyone to know you’re myhusband.”
“Christ,” Marco chokes as he pumps his hips fast. “Say that again.”
I say it over and over until Marco has me screaming my release.
He comes with me, emptying himself inside me once more before collapsing on top of me as he tries to catch his breath.
Eventually, Marco slides himself free and goes in search of a towel to clean up.
I lie sprawled on the bed, completely exhausted and satisfied, which has Marco chuckling when he climbs back into bed beside me.
