ERICA
ERICAI woke up with a jerk in a sterile white room with white lights and smell of disinfectant. The last thing I remembered was walking or trying to walk with Leo and Riley, but as I breathed slowly and closed my eyes, the little bit of flashbacks rushed in. And through blurred memories snippets of Antonio came back. Like him holding me in his arms and I remembered him wiping my tears though I couldn't remember why I was crying in the first place. But his words were crystal clear in my mind, him telling me that no one will hurt me because he was there for me.The throbbing pain in various parts of my body pulled my attention to myself and I pulled the blanket off to find myself in a blue hospital gown. My eyes tracked the bandages on my arms and one around my wrist in the left hand, besides them I could feel that there was one on my shoulder too and another on my side. For a brief moment I wondered why I was covered in bandages like I had a fight with a wild cat but then... my eyes w
Erica I woke up to loud shouts and curses outside my room. At first I sat there confused as to who was shouting in the hospital but the moment his deep voice registered in my mind, my whole body went on alert mode and I slid out of the bed. I ignored the warnings that echoed in my mind of the nurse and Ephraim as they had told me not to pull out the IV like I had done the first time but as the tenor of his voice rose and echoed down the hallway outside which I could hear clearly as the door to my room was wide open, I didn't care and pulled it out, biting back the painful gasp and cursing the swelling that had occurred after the first time I had so unceremoniously done it.I had been prepared for a lot of things that maybe he was having an argument with Ephraim or threatening the doctors like the nurse had suggested previously which had warmed my heart, her exact words were- 'I felt a little jealous to watch a man care for a woman so much', but instead I found him being manhandled by
ANTONIOPast and present blurred in my mind as phantom fingers of the long ago memories clutched me tight in their grips. As much as I fought the darkness, every time it dragged me down deeper. I didn’t know how much time it took me to wake up from the haze of pain, the only thing that I remembered was Mario holding my hand and sitting beside me. It was the same scene from when I was a kid. And what woke me up was not anything else but her.As the memory replayed like every time it had in all these years, this time when my younger self looked back over its shoulder, the bloody red footprints weren’t there. No, it was worse. This time Erica was there, unconscious in a pool of blood around her. And it was that nightmare that woke me up. I sat up too fast and without any care, and instantly blinding pain raced down my back. “Easy, there...” i recognised Mario’s voice, and when I turned to look at him, I found his eyes searching my face.I rubbed a palm down my face and asked, “Where is E
ERICAI woke up feeling like someone locked me in a sauna. For half a second I was confused until my body recognised the familiar cage of his arms and the scent of him that was uniquely his. When I opened my eyes I found him half lying beside me and half of his body was beneath mine as my head and my bandaged arm rested on his chest and stomach. I slightly tipped my head back and looked at him. His eyes were closed but there was a frown line on his forehead which I smoothed with the soft touch of my fingers. He was hot to the touch, almost feverish and my heart ached for him. This man, so complicated with so many layers, I didn't know how to understand him or how much I truly do and even if that was right.He looked tired and so vulnerable as there were dark circles beneath his eyes. I ached to see him like this, my eyes stung as I thought that he was here, looking like this because of me. This mountain of a man shielded me with his body so I won't get hurt. He saved me by putting h
ERICAThe kiss might’ve started slow but soon it escalated and became hungrier and desperate as I clutched my fingers in his hair and Antonio tightened his fingers around my throat. Even as my chest constricted for a lungful of oxygen I didn’t want to pull away from him and he didn’t seem to be in any hurry to do so himself. “Fûck, little devil. You make me insane with need and want and...” His eyes met mine, similar to liquid gold, and the unsaid word hung between us.I cupped his cheek and leaned up to nibble on his bottom lip, matching the fever in his eyes. “Antonio...” There was no hiding the needy whimper that escaped me.“My little devil...” He slipped his hand back between us and used his fingers to part my folds. “Are you feeling empty?” I nodded. “Words.”“Yes... please.” I finished it with sliding the soft silk of his robe from his shoulders and smoothening my palms down on his back, only to stop when my fingers came in touch with the bandages wrapped around his torso. Onc
ANTONIOThe doctor showed his reluctance to let us leave, especially for me with his proclamations that I could get an infection if I didn't get the proper treatment. And I was ready to ignore him and Ephraim but Erica was the one who made it impossible to gather her in my arms, bundle her up and go straight to the castle where I could hide her. Even though I knew she was doing it for me but when she insisted that we stay in the hospital for another day under doctor’s observation I couldn’t say no to her. And especially when she was glued to my side, looking at me with those shining stars in her eyes and the desire that I have never really seen in her eyes before. It was like putting my life on the line for her opened something inside her and it wasn’t just that, her realisation that I could get hurt too, her fear for me made my chest warm and the change it brought in the way she looked at me and touched me was something for which I’d take more bullets for her. Her worry for me was l
ANTONIOI laid her down on the bed, ignoring the sharp pain that shot down my back. It was the first time I got hit. I got shot at many times in the past but my men always protected me and I never left myself vulnerable enough to let the enemy have the upper hand but this time I was the one doing the protecting. And as I looked down at her, the way she was still gripping my arm, I didn’t even regret it.I freed my hand, pressed a soft kiss on the corner of her lips and pulled the covers over her. We were back in the castle after spending another day at the hotel and I had many things to focus on no matter how much I wanted to spend another day and another night wrapped up in her, deep inside her pûssy filling it with my come. When I walked around the bed, my eyes caught a moving shadow near the head of the bed. I paused and scowled at the unwanted little ruffian. I took a step closer to the dog and he let out a low growl. I exhaled out an irritated sigh and glared at the culprit. “Fû
ERICAMy life seemed to have turned into a fairytale in a blink of an eye. I was living in a castle like I was the Queen of it with the King of the said castle fûcking me every night like he couldn’t get enough. Obsessed. Then there were Mario and Ephraim, who were like the best ever support characters the King and Queen could get. And the guards, his men nodding their heads down whenever I walk by, without meeting my eyes like their life depended on it. And I guess it did as my eyes flitted to Elijah who had one of his hand in a cast and a face which was a map of bruises. No matter how much I tried to remember, I couldn’t remember everything of that night and what I did wasn’t enough to make sense. The only clear memories were of me with my friends in the rooftop bar. I even remembered that I was exchanging texts with Ami before my phone got lost. I knew everyone back at home must be worried when I suddenly stopped texting, today marked the fifth day, and I should probably ask Anton
ANTONIO“Fuck me, husband. Make me scream.”My balls drew up tight at her words, the sparkle in her brown eyes were my undoing and I slammed into her in one hard thrust. Fuck. More than twelve years of having this woman, of having her tight pussy wrapped around my cock and it still somehow feels like the first time. If I could, I’d turn into three of me and fuck her mouth, arse and pussy at the same time, claim every inch of her, every part of her like I wanted to. My hunger for this woman hasn’t abated in all these years and I doubted it’d ever until the day I died. “Oh, god, Antonio...”I grabbed her face, my fingers digging into her cheeks not so gently. “Yeah, baby, tell me.”“Don’t stop. Please.” Hearing her someone might think that she didn’t get proper and regular fucking, but they’d be fool to think that. The truth was my little devil was just hungry for my cock, was still covered in last night bruises and still was begging for more like the dirty little slut that she was fo
EPILOGUE IITwelve years later...ERICA“Mamma, perché siamo qui? Voglio tornare a casa e invitare i miei amici." My daughter asked, her golden brown eyes like her father’s stared up at me in exasperation. It was the third time she had expressed her displeasure to be here at the charity event Gianna has hosted at my behest because I wanted to do something good for their father’s birthday which was tomorrow. But knowing Antonio wouldn’t want anything to happen on the actual day of his birthday as he likes to spend it with us instead of celebrating it, we had made all the arrangements for a day before. (Mom, why are we here? I want to go back to the house and invite my friends over.)“I don’t understand why you want to be with your friends they are all stupid.” Unlike my daughter who had inherited all the explosive characteristics of her father along with his eyes, my son got all the indifferent genes from his father which make him look like an unfeeling brute most of the time but there
Epilogue ITwenty eight weeks later...ANTONIO“So, I thought you wouldn't come again?” Mrs Khan asked.We were sitting in her office. My wife was sitting opposite her own therapist a few doors down, as I sat here after two weeks ago when I had declared I won’t come again. But the problem with anxiety was it never fucking disappears and as the time for Erica’s delivery drew closer, my anxiety only grew bigger. For some reason I feel like I won't be enough for them. That there were hundred different things that could go wrong and my family would've to suffer, it keeps me up at night and makes it hard to get through a day.I rubbed a palm down on my face and I leaned forward to pick up the glass of water. Any other time I might’ve not drunk it but therapy had helped enough to not make me paranoid all the time. After taking a sip, I put the glass down and met her eyes as I said, “I thought that too. But,” Fuck. It was still fucking hard to express myself, to put my fears into words. “But
ERICASome people say the happiest moments come after you’ve lived the saddest ones. And for sure I have had my fair share of sad moments in my life so I guess my husband here was a god’s gift for all those tears and heartache I suffered. And if someone asked me now if I was given a choice to suffer through the same things, same monsters, if it meant getting him at the end of that dark tunnel then I wasn’t sure if my answer would be a no. As we pulled apart from a long hard kiss that wasn’t appropriate for a wedding, I heard our family and friends cheer around us and then a moment later I felt something soft touching my cheek. I looked up and a delighted laugh left me when I saw twp choppers circling over our heads and rose petals being thrown over us. A literal shower of roses. “Antonio!!” I exclaimed, my happiness unbound, and then I ended up squealing as Antonio lifted me up in his arms and took me to the little raised stage set up for dancing. As I danced in my husband’s arms, e
ANTONIO“What’s taking them so fucking long?” I muttered, tugging on my cuffs to straighten them for the sixth time. For the second time when I had woken up in the early hours of the morning, my little devil wasn’t in the bed where she had fallen in a exhausted sleep after I had carried her from the tower. But unlike before this time it was Mario and Summer who decided that it was a great fucking idea to keep Erica away from me until I see her walk down the aisle. It had been only a few hours but I already felt impatient and on the edge. I wanted her glued to my side for every breath I take. It was fûcking impossible to put into words how much I was obsessed with her, how much I loved her. But I swore to myself that I’ll try to convey that to her for the rest of my life. “Are you nervous, Antonio?” Ephraim asked from my side. I refrained from looking at him, unless I’d end up punching him in the face for what happened last night even though he didn’t do anything that I didn’t ask o
(Skip this chapter if you have problem with exhibition and voyeurism and other related elements).ERICA“Here.” As soon as the word left me, Antonio stepped back from me, leaving me feeling cold and adrift. I turned to him, panicked that I made a mistake but found him lowering himself in a loveseat. He crooked his finger and demanded, “Come here.”A calm washed over me when I saw the dark look of arousal in his eyes. When I took a step closer to him, he leaned back in his seat and pointed to his lap as he ordered, “Bend over my lap, baby, present me that arse.”My lower belly clenched at his words and a heated desire coursed through my veins. My eyes went to Z who was still staring at Kat but when I looked at her I found her gaze fixed on me. She arched her brows, silently telling me to go on. I smiled at her, feeling my blood heat at her attention as my heart started to beat in excitement. That smile turned to a hungry look when I faced my dark villain who grew impatient and grabb
ERICA“My handsome Duke!!” Ami stood up, waving on her two feet that were encased in heels and stumbled her way to Raphael, who looked only a little bit amused but his blue eyes darkened as they raked down his wife. She was wearing a red sequin dress that ended just below her arse and by the look on Raphael’s face, I’d say Ami will finally get what she was wishing for. “See, what I did? Are you going to punish me for it!” She asked, blinking her eyes at him as she stumbled and he caught her in his arms.Kat snickered behind me and I couldn't help as my own lips pulled up in a smile. Raphael picked her up in his arms and announced for our benefit or maybe to the men standing on either side of him. “I’ll leave you to deal with your wives, mine needs a strong hand.” We could hear Ami squeal in excitement as they disappeared from the view.“Gianna, go to your room. And for fuck’s sake get rid of that dress.” I shivered at his deep voice, my eyes barely fluttering to Gianna to take in the
ERICA“OH MY GOD! I think I am drunk!!” Ami squealed as the half naked man with a cat mask twirled her around and then took Gianna in his arms who was also half drunk.We were in one of the back towers that I was admiring earlier in the day and Kat had managed to invite the party we were supposed to have here in the castle right under the watchful gazes of our husbands and their men. She was a tricky one. I didn’t know how she managed it but it was awesome and I wasn’t complaining.There were four women out of which two were filling our drinks— unfortunately, non-alcoholic for me, and giving us snacks to munch on while the two men were entertaining us with half their bodies bare and muscles painted what seemed like glitter that shined in the lights. The music was loud but we had checked and the noise couldn’t be heard to the main part of the castle. It was really the bachelorette I didn't think I’ll be having after Antonio fucked me so har
ANTONIOI don’t know what woke me up but when my eyes opened, I instantly became aware of the fact that my little devil wasn’t by my side and that I wasn’t alone in the room. There was a heavy presence in the room that couldn’t be ignored. I slipped my hand beneath my pillow and pulled out my gun as surreptitiously as I could.I wasn’t afraid for myself but my mind was on Erica, she was sleeping in my arms and now she was nowhere in the room, I didn’t even have to check the bathroom to know she wasn’t there. Her absence was like an open chasm in my chest every time she was away from me. After dinner where we were joined by her sister and Gabriel, we had come to sleep in the bedroom but not before I had exhausted her by fûcking her in the mirror room where she had screamed her pleasure that I was sure everyone in the castle heard. Erica was really a voyeur, she came so many times by just looking at our reflection as I fucked her hard, warning her to not go anywhere her friends and sis