Vanessa I can't help but smile mischievously. "I want to do you, my dear husband," I whisper in his ear. His hand snakes around my neck, gently pushing me back so he can meet my gaze. His expression has transformed into something primal, igniting a blend of fear and excitement within me. The air between us crackles with the weight of our mutual desire, thickening with the intoxicating scent of our lust. "Don't start something you can't finish," he warns in a ragged breath. "I want to finish it," I reply without hesitation. What am I even saying right now? I'm a virgin, and Diego's a monster. Literally, there's a monster in his pants. He'll tear me apart. I should be terrified, not eager to tear my clothes off and surrender to him. But he has corrupted me. His soft lips brush against mine, and I eagerly dart my tongue out to taste them. I don't know what's happening to me, but I can't seem to help myself. I want to awaken the monster, and then let him ruthlessly fuck me
VanessaI straddle his waist again, moaning as I feel the crown on his cock press against my entrance. My body stiffens in anticipation, and I squeeze my eyes shut. "Relax, Mama. Let me in," I hear him murmur and I open my eyes to see him watching me. Planting my hands on his chest, I try to relax as I sink farther down his length. The burn of him stretching me open makes me wince in pain. I don't think I can do this. It's hurts too much. Sensing my hesitation, Diego's hands find their way to my waist. "Do you trust me?" he asks gently. "Yes," I whisper. The second the word leaves my lips, he impales me on his length with one fluid motion. Seizing the nape of my neck, he pulls me in for a deep kiss, swallowing my scream as our mouths move hungrily together in sync. I feel too full, like he really may be breaking me in half. It hurts so badly, but pain and pleasure mix together to create an addictive concoction. I break off the kiss, my body moving on its own, and I beg
Vanessa It has been five days since I lost my virginity, and we've been fucking like rabbits. I wake up with his tongue on me, I go to bed with his cock nestled inside me. I never thought I could feel so fucking happy and satisfied. After my morning shower, I discover Diego already seated at the table, a large plate of food waiting for me. He's wearing a crisp grey dress shirt and black slacks, his hair neatly tied back. The sight of him makes my mouth water with anticipation. His lips curl upwards into a smirk as he catches sight of me, and he beckons for me to join him. "There you are, Mama," he says with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "I've been waiting for you." I approach him and give him a quick peck on the lips. "You could've joined me in the shower, you know." "The phone call ran longer than expected. Leo had some urgent updates on a business matter," he explains, wrapping his arms around my hips and settling me onto his lap. "I know," I murmur around a mouthful
VanessaI'm practically begging him to fuck me by the time he leads to a room at the end of the hall of our room. He has me remove his clothing before removing my own. Watching me with a predatory hunger, I remove the last remnants separating us and toss them in the corner of the room. "Kneel, Mama," he commands, and I comply without hesitation. He runs his finger through my hair with an approving hum. "That's right. You only kneel for me. I'm your fucking King." My pussy gushes from his words, but I patiently wait for Diego's next order. "Open," he says sternly. My mouth parts and his dick slides past my lips, a guttural groan escaping him as he begins rocking his hips back and forth. It starts out slow, but then his fingers tighten into a fist in my hair as his pace increases. "Your throat feels too fucking good," he groans. "I won't last long like this." By now, I've learned that doesn't mean shit with this man. He possesses an insatiable appetite for me. We've already gone f
Vanessa "S-Sir, will it just be you and me?" I ask hesitantly, my voice quivering with uncertainty. A sharp smack to my ass makes me yelp. "That's a ridiculous question. What other man would I allow to touch my wife?" he snaps. "I-I just-" I stammer before he cuts me off, his dominance asserting itself. "That was before I realized you would become everything to me," he says with conviction. "Whether we engage in vanilla sex or not, from now on, I will be the only one to touch you. Fuck, even the thought of anyone else touching you makes me want to murder them in the most violent way possible. Danny is no exception now." Relief floods through me. Perhaps, he truly may love me. I hear a rustling from a nearby drawer before I feel him behind me once more. "Now, I'm determined to claim you in every way possible," he continues in a softer tone. There's a sound of something squirting, followed by the sensation of a cold, squishy liquid being massaged against my asshole. I gasp
Diego Vanessa sits in silence during the jet ride home, nervously biting her lip and picking at her nails. The abrupt end to our honeymoon ignites a fury within me, she was finally beginning to be happy in my presence. Now, we're being thrust back into my world, and while it's familiar territory, I can't help but feel a pang of longing for her world. A world where we cuddle and talk for hours, make love on the beach, and simply slow down to savor each moment of the day together. After we deal with this stupid shit with her sister, I swear to myself that I'll make time to escape to her world. I want to create countless cherished memories with her and our future children. It's a promise I'll keep to us both. Once we land, I take her hand and lead her to the town car to go home. Charlie nods in the rearview mirror when he sees me, "Nice to see you again, Jefe and Mrs. Reyes." "Likewise, Charlie," I reply. It's good to be home...somewhat. Vanessa responds with a soft hum,
Diego "No!" Vanessa stands abruptly, gripping my arm. I turn to face her, noticing the intensity in her grey eyes. "You have to save her. She can't die because of me," she pleads, her voice laced with desperation for her snake of a sister. I almost scoff, but I hold the sound in. If she dies, it would only be due to her own stupidity. Shit isn't adding up. Viktor didn't want her due to her age, so why would he kidnap her now? I've been dealing with his bullshit for ten years. He wouldn't start a war like this. That means someone else took her and one of my men. And I have an idea who it is. "Load up the car. We have work to do," I command. The soldiers follow Leroy out of the room. Sal finishes the liquor in his glass, sets it down on the end table, then rises from his seat slowly. "I'll join you. Wouldn't want you doing anything foolish," he remarks with a chuckle. "Leo's right, she has you wrapped around her little pinky." With that, he follows Leroy out the front door.
Vanessa After Diego leaves, leaving me to be babysat by Danny and two other men, I storm off to my room. I'm pissed the fuck off. Not exactly at him, but at the entire situation. My sister could be getting tortured right now, and though I didn't know Luis well, I knew he spent the most time with my sister. Maybe he actually cared for her, and now they're on the verge of dying together. I can't lose my sister. She's the only family I have. Diego rescued us from that house together, and it's only fair we both live happy, fulfilled lives. If Viktor kidnapped her because he couldn't have me, how can I possibly sit here and wait for Diego to return? I have to do something. But what? I gnaw on my bottom lip, pacing back and forth as my mind races with possibilities. Hours seem to pass before the door swings open and Danny leans against the doorframe. "Are you going to eat?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Diego said you haven't eaten since yesterday morning." I fight back a smile.