Page 21 of Let Vengeance Be Mine

She proves me right when her hand slips between us and into the front of my slacks.

“You’ve never feared me the way you should, because this is what you wanted since you first saw me, even with your neck collared to the wall of my basement.” I laugh at her cruelly as she works me through her fist.

“You won’t hurt me,” she whispers into my ear and when I pull back so I can look at her, she's wearing the most innocent look on her face.

To a normal man, hearing this would be a comfort, but not to me, it feels like a cruel twist, because she’s right.

“You think you’ve got it all figured.” I trace my fingers back down over her skin, pausing when I get to her stomach, and letting them linger.

“You don’t know the man that I am, or how dangerous I can be. No matter what happens between us, you should never forget that.”

“Doesn’t change anything. Like I said, you won’t hurt me.” She stares back at me defiantly.

I smile to give her a false sense of security, as I lift up one of her legs and place it over my shoulder, then taking the waist of her panties in both my hands, I fiercely tear the lace apart to grant me the access I need.

“Hurt…is what I do best.” I push two of my fingers into her cunt, as far as I can get them, letting her juices coat them as I stroke the inside of her tight walls.

“I love how you're always so wet for me,” I tell her, pulling them back out and sucking them before I trail her cum, mixed with my saliva, over the inside of the thigh I have lifted over my shoulder. When I force them back inside her, she lifts her hips from the table and groans.

“Did you miss me?” I ask, watching her work her needy, little pussy against me.

“Yes,” she manages to answer, as I fuck her hard and fast with my fingers. She’s still yet to show any sign of bleeding which I’m taking as a sign that all my hard work has paid off.

“I want your cock inside me,” she begs, looking up at me with hungry eyes and determination.

“This cock?” I use my free hand to take it out and pump it through my fist, and Aria watches me, rubbing her lips together as she focuses.

“Look what I’ve turned you into.” I smile at her proudly, as I work myself fast and hard. Her pussy clamps tight around my fingers as she imagines it inside her and when my pre-cum spills from the end of it, she sweeps it up with her finger and rubs her clit with it.

“You dirty, little whore.” I hear the pride in my voice as I watch the innocent, little creature I stole, take what she needs, without shame or restraint.

“I’m not a whore.” She shakes her head. “How can I be when it’s only ever been you?” Her reminding me of that, has me withdrawing my fingers and flicking her hand away so I can push inside her. She moans deep as I fill her, clasping her nails into my forearm as I kiss the inside of her leg that’s resting on my shoulder.

“You're so perfect. I’m so fucking proud of you.” I tell her because I feel like she needs to hear it.

“Look at you, taking my cock so well, making it feel so fucking good for me.”

She nods her head back at me, making my cock slide so easily in and out of her as her pussy becomes even wetter. “You’re gonna come, aren’t you?” I ask, already feeling myself getting close.

“Yes…”

“Wait for me, Aria. I’m almost there and we can come together.” I thrust into her a little faster to speed it up, I can see how desperate she is, she won’t last long and I’d hate to have to punish her.

“Okay, Princess, you can come now,” I tell her when I’m almost ready. “Work the cum out of me too.” I watch my cock slip in and out of her as her body turns rigid and her pussy tightens around me. “That’s right, you want this cum so fucking bad, don’t you?” She nods her head again, and when I see the tears in her eyes, I realize that she fucking means it. I drop her leg from my shoulder and wrap it around my waist, leaning over her body and kissing her lips as I fuck my cum as deep into her as I can get it. Then I hold still and watch as she takes it and the tears in her eyes start to spill.

“What's the matter?” I look at her curiously, not giving a fuck if she sees my weakness when I cradle her face and wipe them away with my thumb. “Nothing.” She shakes her head, being defiant.

“Aria, if you don’t tell me what’s wrong I can’t fix it.” I don’t like the helplessness of how that feels.

“I think I’ve fallen in love with you,” she confesses, looking up at me with big, innocent tear-filled eyes. I should make her take her words back, I should want to punish her for them because none of this was part of the plan. But I don’t. I kiss her gratefully instead, holding her tighter to my body, and keeping my cock buried deep inside her, feeling like the luckiest man on the fucking planet.

ARIA

“You look pretty today.” Matteo stares at me as he does up the cuffs of his shirt. It’s amazing what a compliment from him can do. It puts an instant smile on my face and makes my stomach flip, especially when he sits on the mattress next to where I’m laid and rests his hand on the other side of my body.

“Your period is due,” he whispers, leaning over my body, so his breath tickles my ear.

“How do you…?” I give up asking. I would say I’m surprised but nothing about this man shocks me, anymore.

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