Oath of Obedience (Deviant Doms #2) Read Online Jane Henry

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Deviant Doms Series by Jane Henry
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
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He’s muttering something in Italian, and I don’t know any of it, but I think he’s cursing, or maybe praying, or both.

“You’re so fucking tight. I’ll mark you all right. When you walk tomorrow, you’ll feel me with every step. Anyone that’s near you will know that you’ve been well and properly fucked. You’ll know that you belong to me. When I get you home alone again, I’ll take you again.”

Over and over he thrusts, and my body begins to heat even further. I don’t even know this guy, but he’s already mastered my body. And let’s just say, that gives me mixed feelings.

I can’t think anymore, as my body’s consumed with heat, and fire, and need, and want. I’m moaning, pleading. Begging.

“Ask me for my cock,” he says in my ear. “Fucking beg me.”

I don’t care anymore. I checked my humility at the door a long time ago.

“Please. I want you in me. Please. Don’t stop.” It hurts, but it hurts so fucking good. My hips begin to rise at the first spasm of pleasure that rips through my pelvis, as it flutters through my body like sprinkles of fairy dust.

“Thank me,” he says into my ear. “Fucking thank me for taking your virginity.”

“Thank you,” I say on a scream as I shatter. He groans in my ear, and I feel him come inside me, hot and sticky and perfect. Somewhere at the damn back of my mind I’m aware that we haven’t used protection, that he wants to impregnate me. He wants me to have his babies.

But I don’t care right now. I want to live in this moment, I want to feel pleasure.

His forehead hits mine. “I told my men to tell everyone what happened tonight. They’ll know I fucked you. They’ll know my come marked your body and your cunt belongs to me. Everyone will fucking know who you are now.”

I swallow, still riding the aftershocks. He kisses my cheek, my neck. And it’s sultry and smooth and perfect, even the dark, dirty words he whispers in my ear. I only nod in a sort of sex-drugged bliss. I might speak, but I’m not aware of what I say if I do.

Everything kind of happens in a blur. I roll over on the bed while he walks to the bathroom. I hear fabric rustling, and realize he’s tossed all the clothes to the corner of the room before he comes back to me. And then he’s cleaning me up, lifting me up in one arm as he turns down the bedclothes with the other. Wow.

I’m so tired between the wine and the punishment and the sex, I quickly drift off to sleep. I wait to feel the heft of his body next to mine on this giant bed. I have a vague memory of him saying he’ll restrain me. But I fall asleep before he returns.

CHAPTER 7

“Fate, show thy force; ourselves we do not owe; what is decreed must be, and be this so.” ~ Twelfth Night, Shakespeare

Orlando

I don’t sleep beside her. I don’t want her to get used to me, to think I’ll bring her comfort. If this is a business arrangement, I’ll keep it this way.

I did my duty. And I won’t lie, it was fucking months since I had a woman, and her tight, hot pussy was utter magic.

Now we’ll sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll go back to work and take her up to meet my family. Maybe have her meet my sister and mother while I get caught up with work. Then tomorrow night, I’ll take her again.

And the night after that.

And the night after that.

There’s only one way to put my baby in her.

One job I’ll enjoy for once.

I won’t leave her unsupervised, though. I briefly consider putting one of my men at the door, but then reject that idea. I want her to know that she’s under my watch, and I don’t want the eyes of any other man on her. Ever. She’s mine, whether this is for business or not. She belongs to me.

So I lay on the sofa in the room beside her.

I’m so fucking tired, I can hardly settle down and sleep. The soft sounds of her whistling snores are like white noise, and slowly my eyelids close.

But my mind races.

My family’s been demolished. Men have been killed. We’re at war, and the only thing I can do is bring a baby into this world. I brought my wife into it, and now I have to keep the woman. I need to make sure she doesn’t escape from me, either physically or mentally.

I need to make her mine, not just mine in name, with my ring on her finger and her body claimed by me…but mine in every way possible. My mind turns over every angle, everything that Romeo told me, and finally I fall to sleep, on a pull-out couch next to her dressed in nothing but my boxers.


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