A Bride For Killian Bandini

16 years ago

Los Angeles, California

Killian

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“Do you, Anastasia Giovanni, take Diablo Armont as your lawfully wedded husband to love in sickness and health, in poverty and wealth?” The priest asked. My mother stood with a smile so bright it could rival the sun as she nodded.

"I do,” she answered. Mother loved this man. Even though I didn't. I hated him. He wasn't a good man. He was good to Ma but he wasn't to me.

"Do you, Diablo Armont, take Anastasia Giovanni as your lawfully wedded wife to love in sickness and health and in poverty and wealth?” The priest asked turning to Diablo.

"I do.” Diablo replied.

“You may kiss the bride,” The priest announced. Diablo leaned forward as his hands wrapped around my mother's waist. I turned my head to the side. I was going to be sick. The crowd cheered when Ma and Diablo linked lips and I gagged. They were polar opposites. It was like watching the sun try to take over the night sky. The night sky was too vast hence it would definitely win over the sun. That was what I foresaw. I looked at Ma and forced a smile. She was happy. And that was all that mattered.

“Hey." I felt a feather light touch on my shoulder. Emily Armont stood beside me. Emily had long blonde hair and her green eyes always drew me in. I'd had a crush on her ever since I met her and once I'd told mum, she warned me against it. I always tried to keep my distance. My heart beat sped up and I quickly forgot about the wedding going on.

“Hi" I replied her. Emily smiled and bit her lower lip.

“You've grown up a bit since I last saw you. You look like a man now. Like dad," she explained. I looked at Diablo and my ego inflated. Diablo was good looking and he had a nice build. Did Emily find me attractive?

"Thank you. You look nice too,” I complimented.

"Well, I wanted to show you something. Meet me at the alley behind the church in five minutes.” Then she sauntered away, shaking her hips. I felt my penis harden inside my trouser and I frowned. This was unholy. I shouldn't be feeling this way. Five minutes later, curiousity had gotten the better of me and I found myself in the alleyway.

Emily was there and she had sprawled herself on the bench. Her dress had rose up and she wasn't wearing any panties so I could see her entrance clearly. Her hand was busy rubbing her vagina and I was stunned. She rose her head up and looked at me, a moan escaping her gorgeous lips and then she orgasmed. As she released, she moaned out my name,

"Killian, mmh,” and I felt my penis harden again.

"Emily, what is this?” I asked. She motioned for me to come closer as she removed her dress and lay naked in front of me. Spreading her legs wider, she pushed my head into her open pussy and tightened her legs around my face.

“Lick it. Eat me out, please," she begged. I was stunned for a moment before I started licking her wetness. I hadn't done this before but I'd read stories about it. I tried my best to pleasure although I wasn't sure what was happening. After a while, she clenched her thighs tighter around my head as she squirted again. I lapped it up like water.

Releasing me, she pushed me to sit and began unbuckling my belt. Emily pulled down my trousers and grabbed my balls through my boxers. I released a groan. Her hand pulled my penis out as she rubbed it from tip to base.

“Fuck, you're big." She breathed as her mouth wrapped around the head of my cock and she pushed it down her throat. Emily sucked and bit while her hand massaged my balls. She released my dick from her mouth and pushed my balls into her mouth as she sucked on them. Spit poured out and the sight made me even harder. I felt my balls tighten as her hand ran around my cock and then my cum splattered around her face and chest. Emily smiled and licked my cock clean before coming to sit on my cock.

“Enter me. Do it one go," she ordered. I nodded and did as she asked, thrusting my penis into her entrance in one go. Warmth enveloped my penis and her walls clenched around me. I groaned, running my hands over her body. Gripping one of her nipples, I flicked, pinched and pulled but was stopped by her groan of pain.

“Sorry."

“Don't touch me. Let me take control." She said. And control she took. Emily ran her hands all over me as she bounced on my penis. She reached behind her and squeezed my balls and I released a grunt. After a while, my balls tightened again and I was about to pull out when she pushed me down and forced me to release in her.

“Emily?" I breath.

“Shh." She said, standing up and turning around. Emily sat her ass down on my cock and I felt a much tighter hole enveloping me. Was that her asshole? Emily moaned and lifted herself on my cock. That was when the first shot rang out. We both stilled and made eye contact. Nothing came for about a minute and Emily continued.

“We should go check—"

“I'm sure everything is fine," she hissed as she continued bouncing her ass on my cock. We went at it for about three minutes before I felt my cock tighten again. I groaned and closed my eyes. Then I heard a bang and a barrage of gunshots. My eyes snapped open but Emily wasn't having it. I released inside her ass and tried to push her off.

“They're a bunch of mafia men in there. Nothing will go wrong. It's probably celebration," she said as she sucked on my cock, cleaning it of all traces of cum. Everywhere was silent when we came out of the alleyway. The Church looked like it had been raided. There were trails of blood at the entrance. Entering inside, it was quiet. Too quiet.

“Mom," I whisper, running inside. I searched around for Ma but the sight of blood and bodies made me nauseous. Finally, I spotted the white dress among the bodies. She was breathing.

"Mom, you'll make it, I promise. Stay with me,” I begged, feeling my eyes water. Diablo was nowhere to be found. That cheat! Did he leave mom here to die? Ma's eyes opened slightly and she coughed a bit of blood. She had two gunshot wounds. One to the shoulder and the other in the stomach. I knew.

"Killian, baby….." cough “I won't make it but I want you to… know,” she coughed more blood." They're coming for you. Find Bandini. Your surname is Bandini. Find your father. You're his heir, please. Live for Ma and be better.” Ma's last words.

I squeezed her hand and sobbed, "Ma, no! Stay please. I love you, Ma! I can't live without you,” I begged. She was already gone. I looked up at the altar and swore,

"I believe you exist but I don't believe in you. You have lost a believer today.”

That must have been my punishment for leaving Ma alone. I carried her body and walked out of the Church. Emily was outside, sitting casually. Like she was waiting for me. Immediately she saw me, she snarled and came up to me. Her eyes were cold and emotionless. Very unlike the Emily I know.

"Look, now, don't you ever tell anybody what happened between us. Or else, well, just know you'll be behind bars for rape.” And then she turned around to enter an all black car. Diablo's car. That was when I knew. I lost my mother to sex and women were hypocrites. Daughters of Eve.