Ruined in Vows (Marchetti Family #3)

47. Allegra

Chapter 47

Allegra

“ F uck, you feel so good.” Dante groans, his eyes lasered in on where he slides his cock up and down my slit.

After he used the gym, he had an hour’s session with Dr. Baddour and his team. One look at his face when he left the room where the makeshift clinic has been set up, I could tell he was overwhelmed and needed a distraction. So I dragged him to my bedroom, to take his mind off things in the only way I knew how.

“I want to feel you inside me,” I moan.

His eyes and nostrils flare. “You don’t know how bad I want that.”

Locking my legs around his hips, I pull him closer, my voice hopeful when I say, “Just the tip?”

Dante freezes, his gaze snapping to me. I am so over this back and forth with him. I want all of him. To feel connected in a way that no one could ever take away from us. “You’re so fucking sexy, do you know that?”

“Then take me,” I breathe, the plea in my tone evident.

“Don’t move,” he grates out, his neck muscles straining with the two words.

My eyes widen in shock. Is he really giving me what I asked for? I swallow. We might not be having full penetrative sex, but he is still going to enter me and from the size of him, I know it is going to hurt.

“Scared, angel?” his brow raises in question.

Shaking my head, I whisper, “No. I trust you.”

Leaning down, he licks a trail up my neck, his hot breath hitting my ear when he speaks. “You shouldn’t. I want nothing more than to stuff you full of my cock and make you bleed for me.”

“Do it then.” My voice trembles in anticipation of him doing just that.

I feel rather than see his smile.

“You’re killing me, principessa, ” he groans.

Wiggling my hips, I try to get him exactly where I need him. Dante laughs, pulling back. With one hand on my stomach, he pins me down.

“Stay still. I might only be giving you the tip, but it’s still going to hurt.” He glances down at the space between my legs. “Your little pussy is going to have to stretch, just to take even an inch of me.”

“Make it hurt,” I gasp without thinking.

Dante’s jaw tics. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

My eyes roll in exasperation. “Just do it already.”

He chuckles, shaking his head, and my chest warms at how carefree he looks after all that has happened today.

Reaching down, he fists his cock, once again sliding it up and down my slit. When he stops at my entrance, I tense.

Dante glances up at me, and I see it is taking every bit of self-control he possesses to be gentle. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” I breathe honestly.

He nods, looking away from me and to where he holds his dick. Taking his hand from my stomach, he brings it to his mouth, spitting on his fingers before lowering it to my sex and rubbing the fluid into my entrance. The gross act shouldn’t tighten my stomach or have my pussy leaking with arousal, but it does. When Dante’s lips tilt up on one side, it’s obvious he knows exactly what he is doing to me. Entranced, I watch as he torturously plays with me like I am his most favorite toy in the world.

Circling my hole with his thick, veiny length, I wait with bated breath for him to finally enter me. He doesn’t disappoint. Slowly, he pushes the tip of his cock into me. I gasp at the feeling of him pushing inside of me, at the twinge of pain as he stretches me to accommodate him.

“Dante,” I whimper, and his eyes snap to mine.

“I know, angel. Fuck you feel so good with your cunt stretched out around me,” he groans.

“I want more.” My words are a plea.

Dante shakes his head. “I can’t, principessa . Not until you have my ring on your finger and the whole world knows you are bound to me.” He glances at where we are joined. “But Jesus Christ, it is taking all my self-restraint not to thrust into you, break through your innocence and make you fully mine.”

He pumps into me, never going more than an inch. Despite wanting all of him inside me, the inch I do have feels so good. Reaching down, he circles my clit with his thumb. My back arches, pleasure consuming my body. I am so caught up in my desire, I don’t realize I have pulled his cock deeper into my pussy, until Dante freezes.

My eyes snap open, lips parting on a silent moan.

Dante’s jaw is clenched, his neck muscles straining with his control. “Don’t move. My cock is brushing up against your innocence right now. With one snap of my hips it will be gone and your blood will be coating my dick.”

“Take it. It’s yours,” I beg.

“No,” he shakes his head. “Not like this.” he pulls out of me, only resting the head of his dick in my entrance. “Now be the good girl, I know you can be and let me make you come.” With shallow thrusts, he breaches my hole once again, never pushing any further. “You’re so fucking wet, you are leaking all down my cock and balls,” he growls, scooping up some of my arousal and using it to press down on my clit. “I could come, just like this angel.”

“Come,” I moan, the pleasure of what he is doing to me threatening to boil over.

“You want my cum in your cunt, principessa ? Covering your tight little hole with my seed.” He pumps his hips back and forth, mindful of never pushing too deep. Despite wanting more of him, his ministrations are enough to build my orgasm and send me over the edge. “Yeah, you want that, baby. I know you do.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” My head thrashes from side to side, heat surging in my veins from my impending climax.

“Fuck. You are so beautiful, Allegra. And all fucking mine,” he growls, slapping my pussy. My eyes snap open, finding his. He watches me for any sign that I didn’t like what he just did, but he won’t find any. I loved it. Want more of it. “When you come, you will have your eyes on me. Understand?” I nod. He smirks. “Then come, angel. Come on the tip of my cock like the good girl you are,” he grates out, his praise enough to send me over the edge.

“Dante,” I cry out, my orgasm rolling through my body. My sex pulses, legs tremble, and I want to curl in on myself as the pleasure consumes my body.

“Fuck,” Dante curses. His body tenses, cock jerking spurts of hot white liquid into my entrance as his own release finds him. Dante stares down at my pussy, his eyes flashing with desire. He pulls his cock away from my hole, and I feel bereft at the loss. Running his thumb down to my slit, he rubs our joint fluids together, before pushing them back inside of me. “Hmm, that was the hottest thing I have ever seen,” he mutters, entranced.

I sigh in contentment, sinking into my pillows. “If the orgasm was that good with only the tip, I can’t imagine how it will feel with all of you.”

Dante chuckles. “Angel, when I finally get my cock in you, I promise you now that you will never want me to leave.”

Smiling, I say, “I never want you to leave anyway.”

Dropping down, he rolls to the side pulling me with him and pressing a kiss to my hair. “And I never will. It’s me and you forever, principessa, ” he vows.

Though his words make my heart expand with love, pain radiates through me when I think about the challenges we still face.

I can only hope everything works out in our favor.

Holding Dante tighter, I snuggle into him, shoving the negative thoughts aside.

Everything will work out.

It has to.