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Settling my hips between her thighs, lining up my cock, I kiss her again. I pull back so I can see the expression on her face as I make her mine. Dipping my hips, my cock breeches her tight entrance. Keira’s arms go around my neck and pulls my lips back to hers. I pause to let her adjust to me and to focus her lips. When she pulls back, there is a shimmer of tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. “I love you Tino. I have always loved you. Take me. Fuck me.”

I press another inch in. “This is making love, not fucking.” I mumble as I punch through her virginity and encase my entire cock in her warm pussy. “Holy fuck.” I shout. It feels so good. I knew it would feel amazing, but holy shit.

The pain of Keira’s nails digging into my shoulders pulls me from my lust filled haze. Looking down at her face, her jaw is tight and her eyes are closed. “Fuck Keira, I’m so sorry. I heard that it hurts. I’m sorry. I thought if I went quick it would be like ripping a band-aid off. Shit. Do you want me to pull out? We can stop.”

“No.” Then she shakes her head. “Yes.”

“Ok, I’ll stop, I’m sorry.” I raise up on my arms further and begin to inch out. I go slow this time not wanting to hurt her again. Halfway out, she clenches around me and moans. I drop my head to her shoulder and wait it out. I’m so close to coming. She feels so, good but I won’t take pleasure while she’s in pain.

Her ankles move to press into my ass. She’s pulling me back in. “Keira?”

“Don’t stop. Keep going. Feels so good now.” I move forward an inch to test her reaction. I need to be sure. She moans and arches into me so I sink in further. “Yes! Keep going.”

That’s all I needed to hear. I thrust in and out in a slow but steady rhythm. Each time she feels restless beneath me I pick up the speed, until I am pounding into her. The headboard is slamming into the wall. Probable leaving a dent, and I don’t care. “Harder.” She cries.

“Fuck baby, you’re close aren’t you. You’re gripping me so tight.”

“Yes.” She says. “Right there, Tino. Right there.”

“Hang onto me baby.” She’s so close, but there is another position I want to try first. With her arms and legs wrapped around me, I lift her up and rock back onto my heels. The angle hits different, I feel deeper. “Fuck, babe, keep clenching me.”

Two more thrusts and she’s screaming her release. “TINO!” I’m a stroke behind her. My come spurting deep inside of her. My body wants to collapse from exhaustion. I feel my energy draining. Slowly I pull out of her, and lay her on the bed. I crawl in beside and wrap my arms around her. “I love you Keira.”

“I love you Tino.” She says back before she drifts off to sleep.

I wake her three more times in the night to have her. The sun was coming up when I finally let her get some sleep. I watched for a while. Unwilling to tear my eyes from her body, until I could no longer keep my lids open.

Hours later, I feel refreshed. I stretch and reach out my arm for Keira. She isn’t there. The bed is empty. I attempt to roll over to see if she’s in the bathroom, but my arm is stuck. What the fuck? Looking up to the headboard, I see my wrist shackled in a handcuff.

I scoot myself up so I can try to undo it. I don’t have anything to pick it with. Turning to the bedside table, I search for a key. There isn’t one. But there is a note.

My hands shakes and I reach for it. It’s Keira’s handwriting. “I'll come back to you. I promise.”

“No!” I roar. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I bang and slam the headboard against the wall until the wood cracks. It might have been minutes, or it might have been hours. The red ring of rage in my vision is clouding my perception of time.

When my cuffs are finally free, I stomp out of the room, not even stopping to put on a pair of shorts. Butt ass naked, I storm through the house to Luca's office. Elena and the rest of the family are there.

Except for Keira.

Luca approaches me as though approaching a wild animal. Hands up to show he’s not a threat. Like hell he isn’t. If he didn’t help her leave, then he sure as fuck didn’t stop her, and that’s just as bad.

When he’s close enough for me to reach, I pull back and swing. The punch landing on his cheek. He doesn’t swing back. He takes it. Knowing he fucked up.

“I swear brother, she will be save.”

Putting my face an inch from his, “If she dies, I will reign hell on this city. Nowhere will be safe. And there may not be anything left for you to rule once I’m done.” Luca knows full well how serious I am.

Then I turn and storm out before my beast decides to play.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Keira

THE GUILT OFleaving Tino weighs heavily on me. But I needed to do this. I need this fight with the Cartel to end. For him, and for Killian. There is already too much blood on the streets, too much chaos. I see it everyday in the emergency room.

If something doesn't change soon, an all out War will happen on the streets of Chicago. No one will be safe.

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