Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“Larabee!” I barely hear her muffled voice. Hell, if I'm honest I am not trying to hear it. I just need to be in her, fucking her so I believe she is real and safe.
“Son of a bitch, angel. This pussy is so fucking tight. It’s soaked,” I whisper in her ear, leaning over her back. In and out I move, I rut into her, savagely splintering her pussy over and over, her cries of pain and pleasure harmonizing in my head like a symphony.
The wet slapping sounds of my balls hitting her pussy are making me harder the more I hear it. With each push, my hand tightens in her hair and her cunt tries to suck the cum from my cock.
“It’s too hard. So deep,” she whimpers, but she is still pushing her ass against me.
“It’s never too hard. Never too deep,” I growl at her, wrenching her head back and turning it so I can suck her lips into my mouth. “It’s never too anything, but perfect.” Now, Move that ass and fuck me back, baby.”
“Okay. Okay. You’re everywhere,” she keens. I lean back and watch my cock disappear into her pussy over and over. I watch the sticky honey and the creamy salt from both of us, drip and squish between us.
“Damn look at that.” I say spreading her ass and looking at the mixture more closely. “Look at how stretched you are around my monster. No matter how much I fuck you this pussy is always going to be snug as fuck.” Her pleas get louder, and my movements become more frantic. “You belong to me, Piccola. Say it.” Blood is rushing to my head thinking about someone trying to take her from me.
“Yours babe. I’m yours.”
“All fucking mine. I will kill anyone who tries to take you from me. My cold dead hands will have to pried from around your throat before that happens.” Her pussy closes around my cock, fucking making black spots dance behind my eyes. “You like that huh baby? You like knowing your man is willing to die to keep you, don’t you?”
“Yes. Yes. I love you.” She chants over and over. Her words spark my orgasm. Cursing and spitting, I put my thumb against her clit and rub twice real hard and then she screams, sucking my cum from me, coming with me. “Larabee.” She calls out my name before her body starts shaking.
“I’m here, baby. Right there.” Pulling out, I lift her limp body and walk into the bedroom. Laying her down slowly, I pull back the sheets and slide underneath with her in my arms. “I love you, angel. I will fight for us until my last breath.” She hums and turns into my chest. Her face looks peaceful, and I want to keep it that way.
Eighteen
Satine
One Week Later
“Hey girl. Are you ready to go?” I am currently in my foyer spinning in circles trying to find my purse and making sure I was missing nothing else. Lily is at the door waiting for me so we can go to the mall.
She called me yesterday afternoon while Larabee was gone and asked me if I wanted to have a girls day. I was exhausted yesterday thanks to my husband's insatiable appetite, and all I wanted to do is sleep. So, I told her today would be better.
Finding my missing stuff by the shoe rack, I grab the house keys and meet her at the door. “You look gorgeous,” she says, smiling at me. Blushing, I look down at my dress and it makes me flush harder. “How do you feel?”
“I feel great. Even before what happened I was never this happy.” It’s true. I never had a chance to find out who I was. I was always being told who to be.
“I can see it. You look radiant.” My head falls from embarrassment, but I smile.
“Thanks.”
“Just telling the truth. Now let’s get out of here.” Nodding, I lock up and we walk to her car.
“So where are we going?” I ask, feeling excited to be going out with another woman.
“I thought we would go to the lingerie store, maybe hit up some shoe stores. Nothing too strenuous you know.” She rubs her belly and I nod my head. My eyes don’t leave her round stomach as a longing hits me.
“That sounds good.” We drive out of the compound and my stomach begins to roll. My head starts to spin and suddenly everything is getting fuzzy. Discreetly, I try to talk to myself inside of my head and calm down.
“Satine, are you alright?” Lily asks, looking at me while at the stop light. I nod my head trying to hide the panic because I feel silly. “Seriously, do you want to turn back?”
“N-No,” I stutter, putting my head on the dashboard. I am running the scenarios through my head. Trying to pinpoint the reason for this and then it hit me. I haven’t been anywhere alone without Larabee since the day he rescued me.