Red

Luciano reached out for the buttons of my shirt, he fiddled around with them a couple of times and when they didn't loosen, he tore the shirt off my body and wrapped a tight hand around my neck.

"So frustrated?" I asked in between a throaty laugh.

"You have no idea." He replied, breathing against my jaw. He kissed my cheeks and then bit my earlobe while his warm breath heated my core up. He lifted himself off me and dragged my pants down before slipping his shirt away. "I've to wake up every morning alone and without you and that makes me mad."

Grabbing one of my breasts, he flicked his finger over my nipple and slowly lowered down to drag it into his mouth. A pool of wetness formed underneath me and I moaned while watching him lick, suckle and fondle my nearly reddish nipples. The back of his finger raced down my stomach and in between my thighs, inching closer to my sex with every second.

My voice filled with need as I spoke, "Just a few days." Who was I lying too? I wanted to be in our bed as much as Luciano wanted to be. I wanted to wake up to his cock hardening against my ass, I wanted to see his beautiful yet dangerous face every morning, I wanted to be taken without a worry in mind but those days were still far from were we were now.

With a flash, he turned me over my stomach. "I don't think you want me as bad as you or your ass would be sticking out." He gathered my arms behind and whispered in my ears.

I raised my hips immediately and heard him chuckle. He struck his palm at one of my ass cheeks and I yelped, my thighs quivering. He moved the hair away from my face and pressed my head against the bed before leaning down and biting my neck.

I clutched my hands together and pushed my ass higher in the air, begging to be taken. His cock stood erect behind me, the head poking me at the right places.

I cried out of delight when he smacked my ass again, surely leaving a print of his hand this time. His fingers dug into my hips and his other hand held mine hostage behind my back. He buried a thick finger inside my wet pussy and another one into my ass.

"Oh," I breathed, eyes rolling as my body moved. There was only one time he had fucked me in the ass and that was another kind of pleasure. Just thinking about that morning made me want to come.

His fingers moved rhythmically in my ass and pussy, making my entire body writhe and twist as moans filled up my throat. He moved out his finger from my sex and pressed both of them into my ass, informing me what was going to happen. My ass stretched wide, alone with his hand and I dreaded what his cock would do to me.

"You love getting your asshole filled, don't you?" He asked, grabbing a fistful of my hair and fingering my hole.

My arousal increased and my pussy convulsed, nerves throbbing hard while drops of wetness slathered and coated my thighs. "Yes, yes." I groaned in the trance. "Take me, please."

"It won't be that pleasant when I've my cock inside your ass, Red." He warned me, shifting his fingers.

"I don't care." Everything he did was always pleasurable.

I teetered my teeth when he held my hips down before he bought the tip of his cock between my ass. I hissed as he struggled in pushing it in. My hands covered my breasts and I played with nipples, twirling them hard around my fingers while my pleasure spread everywhere in my body. It was painful at first and it almost felt like I was being ripped apart but as soon as I eased down, it began feeling great.

The sensation travelled to my clit, my asshole tightened around him halfway through as he pressed himself inside me. My body trembled and he kissed my neck while stroking inside me gently. It took a long while for me to adjust to his length growing inside my hole but when I did, my toes began to curl and my body shook with the force of my orgasm.

I dropped my hands flat on the sheets and clutched then while moaning oftenly at his vicious thrusts tearing me. He traced a finger down my back before grabbing my hips.

I bit my lips, "It feels so good."

He braced me with his strong arms and made my entire morning just more delightful. When he began pounding into my ass again, he became careful to not go wild or quick as that would hurt me but instead simply rough.

I wailed out while rubbing my swollen clit, "Oh! I'm so close, so close."

He fisted my hair again and continued at the same pace. I rubbed my clit harder, the shocks spinning inside my body, and my legs quivering at the pleasure before the orgasm spilled out of me. I closed my eyes, it went for a couple seconds and by the time I opened them again, I was shaking.

"Fuck." Luciano smacked my ass, pulling his cock out. His load dripped from one hole to another. "Damn it, Red." He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up before kissing me hard, out of complete thrill. "God, I love you." He gave me a few pecks on my cheeks and took an inhale of my scent before letting me go.

"It hurt." I said, cleaning myself off and wearing my clothes back.

"I told you so."

"But it was so good." The sound of pleasure came out of my again and my stomach tightened from the inside. Once I was all dressed, I threw my arms over him. "I love you."

He smiled back. Neither of us got an opportunity to say anything else as the door of the room flung open and a woman—Madam Marissa walked inside.

I gasped, my heart raced and I fled away from Luciano at the appearance of the woman I never thought I'd see again. Why wasn't she dead yet? Cordelia was going to kill her, she told me she wanted her dead, yet, she was here.

Marissa glanced at Luciano, "The King of Wolves." She turned her head back at me. "And his whore."

Excuse me.

"I might be his whore but also his wife." I raised my hand at the door and said, "Inceptictum." The door slammed close and I went behind Marissa before she ran out and told everyone, everything. I was no longer afraid of Cordelia but Dillion.

"I guess Dillion will love to hear this." She spun around, faced me, a smile creeping on her lips and her hand raising to me.

"I guess you won't be talking when you're dead."

"Oh, whore, step away." She flashed her hands and the nerves in my body began quaking with unmeasurable pain.

Not this shit again.

Luciano waited for my signal, and when he did get it, he snapped at Marissa from the back and killed her in a second. His claws lashed into her neck, reaching her spinal cord before burying in deep till her body gave up and she lost conscious. "Not today." He mumbled, dropping her dead body on the ground.

The pain vanished away and I sighed, walking over to Marissa who was dead. Her eyes were still open wide but they began turning black.

Shit.

"Are you okay?" Luciano asked me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I rubbed arms gently. The last time someone hurt me with magic was Gretel and when Marissa did it, it triggered all the flashes and memories of that night. For a second there, it felt like I lived that night all over again.

Luciano dropped an arm over me and I curled around him. "Hey, hey, she's dead. No one's going to hurt you here. I promised you." He whispered, caressing my back.

"I know, I know..."

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