Bones (Bonetti Brothers #1)

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

BONES

My beautiful wife is about to find out what most people already know about me. Very little gets by me, certainly in my own damn house. I have every inch of this house covered with cameras. She’s going to be very disappointed with how tonight turns out. I give her free rein so she can accomplish what she thinks she’s going to.

“I’ll see you in bed, Butterfly.”

If she’s surprised she doesn’t show it, but I kiss her on the forehead and retreat to the bed, leaving enough rope for her to hang herself with.

Athena comes into the bedroom with a drink in her hand, a drugged drink no doubt, and hands it to me. “For my husband.”

I sniff it. “Is it poisoned?”

She giggles uncomfortably. “Of course not. Where would I get poison?”

I’m sure if she could get her hands on it, she would have put something in my drink to kill me. There’s nothing she won’t do to get free. However, this is her real problem. There’s nothing I won’t do to keep her. The moment I decided she’d be my wife was the moment her fate was sealed.

“I’ll be back, I need to get ready for bed.”

I nod as she turns to go toward the bathroom, and once she closes the door, I feed most of my drink to the plant sitting on my nightstand. I’m a little pissed off that I might be killing my favorite plant, but I’ll have to take my chances. I leave a bit in the glass, because I think that’d be normal. Placing the glass on the table, I get into sweatpants and climb onto the bed. I sleep naked but I don’t want to be nude right now, because I know I’m going to be going after my wife. I close my eyes and wait.

I have no clue if I snore because I always sleep alone, at least until recently, so I part my lips and breathe deeply. She walks into the room. “Bones?”

Of course, I don’t respond.

“Luca?”

Fuck, I love the way that sounds, but still I say nothing.

She giggles to herself. “Well, that was easy.”

“Goodbye,” she breathes, and I hear her footsteps getting further away. My house is huge, and under normal circumstances it might take me a while to find her, but since I know her exact route, I am able to give her a few extra moments. Let her almost taste freedom, before I bring her crashing back to reality.

After waiting for what feels like the longest ten minutes of my life, I go in search of her. Will she be shocked? Terrified? I hope she fucking cries for me, and I’m sure before this night is over, she will.

I grab my earpiece so I can talk to security. I’m moving slowly because I’m not worried about her getting off the property.

“My wife is on the run, do not approach her, but I need updates of her whereabouts,” I say into my piece, and get an immediate response.

“She has just exited the elevator, Boss. She appears to be headed for the West exit.”

The excitement builds inside me, feeling almost like my blood is on fire, and I guess it is, for her. I’ve wanted to fuck her since the moment I saw her, even when I said I wouldn’t. I think I knew even then that I’d be inside her. When I fucked her mouth, it was obvious to me it would never be enough. I knew I had to have all of her. And now I will.

I follow in her tracks when my security alerts me, “She’s outside, Boss. Do you still want us to stand down?”

With a grin, I say, “Yes. Let her think she’s getting away from me. Once I get to her, I expect you to turn the cameras off. If you watch what’s going to happen, I’ll fire you and then I’ll kill you. ”

“Yes, Boss.”

I make my way outside, and immediately notice she left the black wrought iron gate open. She likely was concerned about making noise, and my security team hearing it.

Walking through, I grin to myself when I hear the crunching of leaves under her feet. This side of my property is covered in trees, and my eyes dart from left to right trying to find her. She’s close because I can hear her heavy breathing, but I can’t see her. Yet.

“Butterfly.”

Her squeak of probably a mixture of surprise and fear makes my dick hard, but also alerts me she’s off to the right. I move in that direction as her breathing gets heavier.

“Jesus Christ, wife. I love the sound of your fear.”

“Leave me alone,” she breathes, right before she takes off in a sprint.

I hear her crash to the ground followed by, “fuck,” and I chuckle as I spot her getting back up and running again.

This is a far better wedding night for me than I could’ve ever planned. She doesn’t know it but she has given me the best wedding gift. Finally, I’m close enough to smell her. The terror in her blood gives off an intoxicating scent. One I’ll track like the fucking animal I am. Athena stumbles slightly, so I grab her leg and yank her to the ground with a thud, causing a delicious little whimper to escape from her lips. I cover her body with mine, wrap my hand around her throat, and growl, “Butterfly. You fucked up, baby. Now you get to see what you married.”

I’ve got her upper body pinned to the ground while I wedge my leg between hers, forcing her to widen hers. With my free hand, I reach under her dress and rip her panties. “We could’ve done this gently for the first time, but you wanted to do it the hard way.”

“No,” she cries. Tears fall down her cheeks, nearly glistening in the moonlight. I pull myself out of my pants as she screams, “No! I’m not even on birth control. ”

I grin at her. “Good because if you were, you wouldn’t still be taking them. If I have the first boy, he’ll be first in line to inherit the business. It’s important.”

She bucks her hips, trying to push me off her, but it’s a futile attempt. There’s no stopping this.

“Is that all you care about? What if it’s a girl, asshole?”

I shrug with a sadistic smile. “That’s fine. We will keep trying until we have a boy.”

My beautiful Butterfly reaches her hand up and yanks my fucking piercing out of my nipple, and the blood flow is immediate, as is the pain. She probably thought causing me pain like that would make me stop. Unfortunately for her, I get off on pain. As if she can read my thoughts, she whimpers helplessly.

Lining my cock up with her entrance, I slam inside her, causing her to yelp from the pain. I stare into her eyes. “I own you, Athena. This is mine. You are mine. There’ll be no getting away from me. Had you actually gotten off the property, I would have burned the entire world down to find you. There’s nothing and no one that can keep you from me.”

Leaning my head down, I press my lips to hers, and she bites down on my lip again. Naughty little slut.

I chuckle as my blood coats her lips, and pull out of her pussy and slam back in. “Not rough enough, Butterfly?”

Moving my hand from her throat, I yank her dress down, along with her strapless bra, and reveal her tits. If she could figure out how to behave, she’d be perfect. Her hard nipples beg for attention, so I lean down and swipe my tongue across one. “I think since you pulled my piercing out, we’ll get yours done.”

“You cannot force me to get pierced.”

I laugh at her while I fuck her harder. “You’d be amazed at what I can and will force you to do, baby. At least I won’t beat you.”

She glares at me. “There’s worse things than physical abuse, Luca. I’d rather be beaten. ”

I ignore the pang in my chest, pushing out the emotions, and fuck my wife.

Athena bursts into tears, and I lick at the wetness on her cheeks. “Fuck, yes. Cry for me. So beautiful.”

“I hate you,” she cries out into the quiet night. And I know she does, yet I also know she’s enjoying this.

“See how wet you are for me, Butterfly? Because as much as you don’t want to, you’re enjoying being fucked by your husband.”

The glare in her eyes is instant. “I’d rather be fucked by Manny’s dead cock.”

I laugh loudly. “Keep telling yourself that while you come for me.”

I’m aware she’s trying to piss me off, and she does a little, but I won’t let her ruin this moment for me. Her pussy feels like fucking heaven. Changing my angle slightly, I thrust inside her, knowing full well I’m hitting her ‘G’ spot, and she crumbles in ecstasy. Her entire body trembles beneath mine, her eyes wide with lust she’d prefer to keep hidden, lips parted as she moans through an orgasm. Fucking stunning.

Athena pants heavily as I continue fucking her. “Tell me again how much you hate being fucked by your husband, Butterfly.”

She screams, “I hate you, and I hate my fucking body.”

Shoving back into her pussy forcefully, her body moves under mine as she gasps. “Good. Tell me how much you hate me, while you come all over my cock again.”

I try to hold off my own orgasm, desperately wanting her to come again, but she feels so good I’m not going to be able to stop it for long. Reaching down, I place my thumb on her clit and rub her in circles, as she cries, “No. Don’t.”

I smirk at her, because I know why she wants me to stop. Athena does not want this to feel good. More than anything, she wants me to be a bad fuck like her dead ex. I’m not and never will be. I may not care about many things, but I do care about giving my wife pleasure. If she were smart she’d take what she can out of this marriage; endless amounts of money, and endless orgasms. This isn’t a traditional marriage, I’ll never love her, but I’ll give her everything else. It doesn’t have to be a miserable existence. Maybe, in time, she’ll learn that.

Athena moans loudly as her pussy clenches down on my cock, making me lose all control. The pleasure travels through my entire body, my balls tighten, and I fill my wife. She could get pregnant. It’s not my immediate goal, but if it happens, I’m fine with it. It will be important for her to bear my children at some point, anyway. I’d prefer to have her to myself for a while, but if she has my baby, she may give up this fight a little quicker.