Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89772 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 449(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
“Fuck me, Sin…you feel so fucking tight. I’m going to break you.”
“Promise?”
“How do you feel so fucking perfect? Just the thought of you bleeding on my dick right now is driving me to the brink of insanity. Your heart. Your soul. Your innocence. It’s all mine. You’re all mine.”
“I’m yours,” she panted.
Inch-by-inch, I drove my way in. Until finally, I broke through her barrier.
It was slick.
Warm.
Wet.
And because I was a sick fucking bastard, I brought my bloody fingers up to my lips and slipped them in my mouth.
Her eyes widened, shocked with what I just did.
“You bit my tongue at our wedding, baby. My blood is inside of you. Now yours is in me where it’s meant to be. I love you. I fucking love you,” I growled, enjoying the feel of being balls deep inside of her.
“You’re truly disturbing, but I love you too.”
Sensing an immense amount of pressure on the head of my cock, I started thrusting in and out of her. Feeling her clamp on tighter and tighter with each push and pull.
Every moan that escaped her lips.
Every thrust of my dick on her g-spot.
Every clench of her pussy.
Stirred down to my balls.
Never once did I stop rubbing her clit. Little-by-little, I could see her begin unraveling.
I rested my forehead on hers and stared into her glossy, hazed eyes. Our hearts pounding, our skin still wet from the shower, and our lungs completely out of breath. Vanished in our abandonment.
In our own world.
In our own everything.
“Yes…” she hummed, breathless.
Slowly rocking her hips, getting used to the feeling of my shaft deep inside of her. Causing her head to roll back with another moan. All I could hear was her desire. Encouraging me to go faster, harder.
“Yeah, baby. Take my cock. Just like that…Fuck me harder…just like that,” I rumbled from deep within my chest.
I could feel her pussy tighten, gripping my cock like a fucking vise. Grasping onto the back of her neck, I wanted to bring her closer to my face. Our lips found each other, no longer having any control over our actions.
“I love you, Cruz. I love you so much.”
I snapped, roughly gripping onto her hips. Fueling the need to fuck her till she couldn’t think of anything else but my cock tomorrow.
Sore.
Exhausted.
Ready for more.
Both our mouths parted, breathless, riding the high, waiting. Together. I plunged my tongue into her mouth when I felt her pussy throb against my cock, pulsating long and fucking hard.
Her quivering was my undoing.
She was my undoing.
She came hard and I followed her over the edge. Releasing my seed as far back in her cunt as I could. Both of us trying to catch our breath. Kissing her again, I couldn’t get enough.
For once, the Devil inside of me was satiated.
From my angel in my arms.
Chapter 48
—Sienna—
One month later
For the last month, I rode Massimo all over our property. Cruz didn’t mess around after all that had gone down around us, he hired an abundance of new guards for the grounds. It didn’t matter how many new men he brought on though, I felt safe with him regardless. He’d become my happy place.
My husband.
It felt real.
Sincere.
Consuming.
I thought about him when I was alone and even when I was laying in his arms.
A lot had changed in the last month. His father made a full recovery. However, the beating definitely took a strong toll on his body. Slowly, but surely, he was pulling through in the end. With the love of his family, he had the will and determination to push himself for the best health he could achieve. The love between him and Lexi was something I found myself looking forward to witnessing with each passing day. It was so natural, heartwarming. Everything I always wanted for my parent’s relationship.
It was inspiring.
Adriana and I had gotten close. She’d open up to me in more ways than I ever thought she would. Her journey wasn’t mine to share, so I didn’t say a word to her brother or parents. She confided in me, and I wouldn’t break her trust for anyone. Which was what sisters do for one another.
My father’s and Cruz’s men still hadn’t found Vitale, it was like he was just an illusion. It wasn’t from lack of trying. As the days continued to progress with no sign of him, it weighed heavy on Cruz’s shoulders. I believe he felt like he was letting everyone down, coming up empty each time. I knew Vitale would turn up when we least expected it. Knowing it was only a matter of time before he’d show his face again.
Especially, for Ari.
She was coming around, acting a little more like herself from what Cruz and Lexi would say. She wasn’t so withdrawn, showing up to our family gatherings we started hosting every Sunday at our home. After what Michael put everyone through, it began to feel as if it may have been a blessing in disguise. It brought our families closer, we all appreciated what it meant to have loved ones around us.