23. twenty-three

Lucia screams as she comes, her whole body trembling in my hands and on my tongue. Replacing my tongue with the arousal-covered pad of my thumb, I slip the head of my cock into her still-quivering cunt while continuing to lightly rub over her throbbing clit.

Our moans fill the room as I take my time pressing myself into her until her needy cunt has taken every inch of me. She rocks her hips, trying to slide herself over my fingers and my cock.

"More," she groans, and I keep my cock buried in her and rub my thumb in firm circles around her puckered asshole.

"Cunt or ass?" I rub harder over her clit, teasingly sliding my cock from her warmth. When she doesn't answer, I punish us both by slamming the entirety of me back into her before firmly repeating my question. "Ass? Or cunt?"

Her thighs tremble and breathy whimpers blow over her lips instead of an answer, as my fingers on her clit have her back on the brink. Pressing my thumb against the center of her hole, I gingerly begin working the tip inside of her. "Or is it both? Do you need me everywhere?"

"Yes!" she screams her answer, breathlessly clawing at the table beneath her as she comes again.

Rocking my hips, I begin long, languid strokes of my cock while stretching out her ass until she's able to take my thumb with ease. The sight of her is nearly enough to do me in, and I growl, "That's my good fucking girl. So fucking eager to be filled by me."

She looks like fucking perfection, taking me in both her cunt and her ass. Flexing her hips to take more of me with every thrust, she needs more of me as badly as I need to claim every bit of her.

Sliding my arm under her chest, I pull her up onto her knees until her back is pressed against my chest. Firmly gripping her breast and holding her tightly to me, I drive my cock and thumb into her in tandem. When I find my rhythm, I'm fucking her at a brutal pace—one I know I can't sustain.

Lucia's nails dig into my forearm when she comes again, and I grunt through gritted teeth at both the pain and her quivering cunt around my cock.

"You come so fucking hard with me in your ass," I groan, panting the words against the back of her neck as I slow my relentless thrusts. "I can't wait to watch you fall apart when I fill it with my cock."

My lips linger on her shoulder, and I lick and kiss at her perfect skin. Nipping hard at her beautiful, unmarked flesh, I bite hard enough to leave a small bruise before slamming myself into her again.

"One more for me. I want you screaming my name as I come inside of you."

"Raf…" she whimpers as I vigorously drive into her perfect fucking cunt. Her ass puckers around my thumb and I know she's fucking close. When I begin to suck on the back of her neck, she cries out my name, but it's drowned out by the roar that billows from my lungs as I unload into her.

Exhausted, both of us fall forward onto the table as we try to catch our breath. The salt of her sweat wets my lips as I kiss down her back.

Cum drips down her thigh as I slide my cock from inside her. Sliding my hand up her leg, I gather it onto my finger and wipe it over the little hole nestled between her cheeks before pressing it inside. "This perfect ass is mine now, little lamb."

I place a kiss and gentle swat on her ass before leaving her for a second to wash my hands and grab a kitchen towel to clean her up a little.

But not too much, though, because I fucking love it when she smells of me.

Scooping her into my arms, I carry her spent body to the bed. Climbing in with her, she slides against me like she was fucking meant to be there. Her fingers lightly chase over the tattoos covering my chest as I hold her tight to me.

When did I become the one that can't let go of her?

"How was your, um, meeting?" she asks with a soft, raspy voice.

"I was going to let you get a good night's sleep before saying anything?—"

"He said no," she interrupts, her voice suddenly laced with pain.

"No, I believe his words were ‘run the streets red.'"

"Why wouldn't you want to te?—"

"Look at me"—I tip her face toward mine and brush the hair from her face— "because I want to ensure you hear every word I say. I promised to kill them all for you, but I need you to know that no one will ever hurt you like that again."

"Raf," she pushes herself up onto her elbow, "you're scaring me."

"They know you're here."

She begins to scurry backward to climb from the bed, and I roughly grip her wrist. Dragging her back to me, I forcefully hold her against me in a poor attempt to keep her demons at bay.

"You're mine now, little lamb." I wrap my body around her as though I'm shielding her from the outside world. "You know the things I'm willing to do to avenge you, but there are no limits to the atrocities that would befall any man who dared think about harming you."