Page 72 of Crowned In Blood
"The only time I want to hear those words come out of your pretty mouth is when you're moaning them for me. Now, we're going to settle this, and then, I'm going to make you come three times before I fuck you so hard you won't be able to move without feeling me inside you."
She gasped, opening her beautiful mouth to say something, but I grasped her chin, squeezing her jaw to silence her. I pushed against her, pinning her to the wall, and the softness of her body gave way to mine.
Her warmth and scent enveloped me, and every cell in my body came to life. I was lost to her, and when she squeezed her leg around my waist, pulling my hips harder against hers, I knew she felt the same.
I smirked grinding my cock against her. She tried to fight it, to hold back on the sound I wanted to hear from her, but she couldn't—she moaned.
"See? Your body knows exactly who you belong to, no matter how much you try to fight it." I slipped my hand to her throat, trailing my fingers over her neck, squeezing the sides hard, and she moaned once more.
"You see this? What's between us? It's never going to be over," I whispered huskily into her ear, and when she shivered, it filled me with delight.
"Marco—" she tried, but I flexed my hand around her neck.
"The moment I laid eyes on you, this was always going to be the outcome. It didn't matter how long it took, what you needed or wanted. Whatever it was, whatever you demanded of me, I'd give it to you immediately. Because having you is worth any cost."
She bit her lip, her gaze sliding away from mine. I dragged my fingers along her neck, and her pulse raced as her skin flushed from her chest up to her face.
"Do you want to know what I get out of this alliance, Catalina? What I want so badly?" I growled.
Her eyes darted back to mine, burning with a dark, insatiable hunger that made my cock twitch.
She looked so beautiful like this, desperate and greedy for me.
I slid my fingers lower, following the curve of her breasts, grazing her hard nipple, looping around to the other, before slipping down her stomach, over her hip to her thigh.
She bit her lip and whimpered, nodding quickly.
"You," I hissed. "You were going to give me three weeks. No interruptions, no hesitations, just us. So I could show you how good we are together."
I stroked her clit through her underwear. She jumped at the first caress, but I kept going. "See? Your body wants me. You're so wet for me that I can feel it through your panties, and I've barely touched you."
She tried to close her legs, but I slid my finger under the tiny scrap of lace and circled her clit.
"I—" she moaned. "Marco?—"
"Yes, my vicious little queen? Tell me what you want."
"What about"—another sweet moan—"my familia?" She panted. "D-don't you want that too?"
I pinched her clit, and she gasped.
"I'm a businessman, Catalina. Combining our families would be good for both of us. But no, I don't want you for your familia. If you had no power, no money, nothing to your name, even if you were homeless, I'd still wantyou."
Her eyes glistened from unshed tears as she pursed her lips.
"There will never be anyone else for me. Nor for you. It was always meant to be and will always be me. And you can't tell me you want me, show me you care about me this much—which has been my only dream for over a year—then try to throw me away."
Her shoulders sank. "Marco, I just don't want you to get hurt. I want to protect you?—"
"So your answer was to leave me, and get in an alliance with another man, knowing damn well he's going to screw you over every chance he gets? No."
"Marco—"
"No. If you tell me one more time that you'll side with any man that isn't me, I will kill every mafia leader in a thousand-mile radius and personally deliver their heads to you in a box."
I touched her again, using the pad of my thumb to rub and caress her clit.
Her breaths became short and fast. She shook, tightening her leg around my hip to keep me close, and it was the most glorious thing I'd ever seen. Every moan from her felt like a blessing.
