"Stroking my ego will get you nowhere," I muttered.

  Even as she rocked over me, her saucy smile was intact. "Oh really, I could have sworn it was your dick, but I suppose that makes sense."

  I swatted her arse so fast she gasped. "Oh my God, Drake."

  I'd meant it as a small punishment for not being careful with herself, but that swat had made my perfect kitten nice and wet, easing her way.

  When she rocked forward bringing her tits into biting range, I dragged down her tank, taking a blackberry tipped pebble into my mouth as I swatted her arse again.

  "Oh Fuck."

  What do you know, even wetter. "My kitten likes a spanking. Duly noted."

  She was nice and wet now. Her previously pinched expression having morphed into one that was sublime, with her lips slightly parted and eyes rolled back into her head.

  She started to ride me, grinding her pussy against my dick and I tried to resist. Tried to make it last.

  The blood roared in my ears again, and I knew better than to get her to sit up. I knew better than to have her ride me. I knew better than to feel her tight little cunt bare over my cock, but I couldn't think. I couldn't help myself.

  I didn't have the fucking strength to stop her.

  She leaned over me and ground against me, and then I watched as her eyelashes fluttered, her pussy squeezed and she was coming. Just like that.

  She leaned over me and bit my neck.

  "Drake," she breathed. "Oh god, Drake."

  Her pussy squeezed again as she rocked against me and moaned. I held tight onto her hips driving forward.

  "Fuuuckk Kitten. I love the look on your face as you're falling apart around my cock."

  The orgasm hit her quickly and she threw her head back, arching her back, thrusting her gorgeous tits in the air.

  She. Was. Perfection.

  I gripped her hips and fucked her through her release, gritting my teeth to hold onto my control. But it was like my body knew the madness I was contemplating and wouldn't give me relief.

  While she was still shuddering, I grabbed her around the waist and I lifted her up as I eased out of her clenching pussy. Daphne braced herself on my shoulders and hissed as I rolled her onto her hands and knees.

  I pulled her skirt up around her waist quickly and dropped to my knees behind her. When I pulled her thighs apart and settled in between them, she whimpered. "Noooo. Please. I can't. I'm a little sore."

  "Easy Kitten, I'm going to make it good I promise. I owe you more orgasms. You need to learn how to take your medicine."

  "I just had an orgasm, Drake."

  "Shhh. I know best. Besides, you need a bigger one. And you need to stop with all the excuses."

  I leaned forward and licked her pussy lips. I was teasing her, but I was the one with the ached deep in my heart and my cock. She fucking owned me down to my soul. How could I not give her everything?

  "You taste so sweet. How are you still so fucking tight?"

  I licked her again and she moaned. "Ohhhh."

  Smirking, I gripped her thighs tighter and pushed my tongue inside her sweet cunt. She couldn't move. She couldn't get away. She was pinned by my tongue. By my hands. By my words.

  "Your pussy feels like it's trying to strangle me, Kitten."

  I pressed my fingers against her clit as I drew my tongue across the tight stretch of skin between her cunt and arse and she stiffened.

  I watched her head fall forward and I could tell she was on the edge. I fucking loved it when she lost control like that.

  When I ran my tongue over her arsehole, instead of trying to escape this time, she moaned loudly and her body relaxed.

  "That's my good little kitten." Fuck, I loved her taste. I was a goddamn addict and I couldn't stop, desperate to make her beg me to fuck her again.

  "I'm going to slide my cock in here." I pushed my tongue in. "I'm going to fuck you deep, kitten. And I'm going to fuck you slow, and then I'm going to fuck you hard. You want that, don't you? Nobody's ever fucked you in here before. You've never felt what it's like. Your arse is so tight and it doesn't stretch like your pussy. Do you want your arse to stretch around my cock?"

  My only response was a moan from her. I pulled back deliberately and nipped at the skin of her left cheek.

  With a whimper, Daphne wiggled her arse at me. "Oh God, yes."

  She was so wet and swollen. I could see her pussy juices running down her inner thighs.

  "Please Drake, I'm so close. I'm right here. I'll come. I'll come, please don't stop. Please."

  I couldn't help myself. I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and leaned over her, teasing her opening with the head. "I'm going to fuck you now, kitten. I'm going to take your arse, but I'm going to get some lube. Wait here."

  I rolled over to the bedside table where I'd left some toys and lube. When I'd packed for the wedding, I'd planned to take her away for a weekend to spend some time together before returning her to her life. Our plans had obviously been put on hold.

  I stripped off the rest of my clothes, then climbed back onto the bed and poured the lube down the length of my cock, pouring a liberal amount onto that tight, pretty hole.

  "Oh my God. It's cold."

  I kissed her lower back. "I'm sorry, love. If it's too much you need to tell me."

  "Please Drake, please. I want it," she begged.

  "Fuck, kitten." I spread her legs wider and pressed a finger against her tight hole. I slid in with ease up to the first knuckle and she gasped.

  "That's it, kitten. A little more." I pressed my thumb against her clit and another finger against her hole.

  When I eased the tip of my second finger into her arse, I felt her clench and went slowly, stretching her.

  She grunted as I eased my fingers the rest of the way inside her. "That's it kitten. You're so tight and I love how your arse grips my fingers. I'm going to ease my cock in here soon."

  Gently I stretched her, pulling back, gently sliding back in. Fucking her slowly with my fingers for a few minutes, waiting until she pushed her arse back onto them.

  "That's my good girl. Let me know what you want."

  I withdrew my fingers and immediately I felt her muscles clench. Her head fell forward and she was whimpering loudly.

  "Just like that kitten, I need you to relax or it's going to hurt. I never want to hurt you."

  I poured more lube onto my cock then eased into position. When I pressed the tip of my cock against her swollen entrance and pushed forward I felt her resistance.

  She was so fucking tight.

  Fuuuck me.

  I slid in gently past the tight ring of muscle, and she hissed. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her right shoulder as I pulled her torso up. She braced her arms against the headboard and sucked in a deep breath.

  "It's okay, Kitten. Breathe through it."

  She tensed for a moment, then relaxed and pushed back against my cock, and I slid in a little further.

  "It's so big. I'm so full," she whispered.

  I slid in a little more and she whimpered. "Take it easy kitten, don't panic."

  "You're so big it hurts but I like it. You feel good too. Dirty."

  "Good kitten. My dirty girl gets what she wants. You're so fucking sexy. I love the way your arse feels around my cock." She relaxed and pushed back again as I pulled back a centimetre and sank back into the handle.

  Oh. Fuck. Me.

  I was never leaving. Her arse was fucking sublime. "Daphne, love. You okay?" Shit, how many times would she let me fuck her arse? I was going to need more of this.

  She took a deep breath and nodded firmly, but her eyes were screwed shut. I pulled back and her eyes snapped open and she moaned softly.

  "Oh, you like that?"

  "Yes. Oh God. That feels so... wow."

  I waited, listening to her breathin as I continued to kiss her back, shoulders and neck.

  "I'm good now, Drake. It's so good." Her voice was so strained.

  I left one hand on her hip and moved the other over her breasts, squeezing gently before sliding up to her throat. I squeezed gently and Daphne's tight arse squeezed my cock tightly.

  "Fuck. Shit!" I yelled. I bit her shoulder. "Naughty hellcat."

  "Sorry, sorry," she gasped.

  "Oh, you will be sorry, but not for this. You'll come soon, crying out my name. I can feel it."

  Her body relaxed and she began to move her hips back. "More. Please more."

  "You're so good, kitten." I pressed my lips against her neck.

  I shifted my grip to lightly choke her while my other hand moved to cover her mound and I thrust my fingers into her cunt, curling them against that swollen bundle of nerves. "Come on darling, ride my hand."

  Daphne gripped my fingers and moaned loudly as her arse squeezed around me. I felt her hot cream slide down my fingers, easing the slide.

  "That's it, kitten. Come for me. I'm going to fuck you now. You're going to feel so good."

  I pulled my fingers out of her and grabbed her hips, pulling her back, waiting for her to push back against me before I slid forward.

  Her arse gripped my cock, pulling me forward as I slid in. I kept moving until my balls were flat against her skin and I was buried deep inside her. "That's my girl."

  I kissed her neck and held my cock still, giving her a moment to get used to me.

  I rocked my hips back before pulling out completely, then sliding back in.

  "That's my girl."

  Her arse shook around my cock and I could feel her muscles gripping me. "I can't. I can't. It feels so good."

  I was going to lose it. I was going to lose control completely in less than a minute.

  "Come on, kitten, come for me," I ground out as my thumb fluttered over her clit.

  As she threw her head back and her body convulsed, I eased back and held her hips, watching as her arse tightened and quivered around my cock as the orgasm tore through her.

  "That's my good girl. Come on my cock. Fuck yeah. That's it."

  As she collapsed I eased deeper into her tight heat and fucked her hard and fast until I saw stars behind my eyes.

  I pulled out of her arse almost completely, then slammed back in with a single thrust.

  "Daphne." She pushed her arse back towards my cock. "Fuck, kitten, you feel so good." I grabbed her hips and squeezed gently as I pulled back, then pushed into her again. I thrust into her hard and fast. My brain shut down, my body took over and I slid my cock back into her arse.

  "I'm going to come again," she sobbed.

  I wanted to pull out and come on her back, but I held on for dear life, fucking her as I felt my body ready to explode.

  My cock swelled. My balls pulled up. My cock pulsed and the orgasm tore through me. My pre-cum leaked from me and I could feel it coating her inside, easing my way. I wanted to watch.

  But fuck, she had me under her spell and I started shooting into her arse. I filled her arse with spurt after spurt of my hot cum.

  I could feel her body vibrating as the orgasm took her over.

  I squeezed her hips and came several more times before collapsing on top of her. As the final aftershock went through me, I rested my forehead against her back.

  "Holy fuck." My voice was hoarse.

  "Holy fuck," she repeated, laughing. "I think my brain just exploded."

  As the last of my cum spilled from my cock, I squeezed her arse. "So fucking sexy."

  Warm cum dripped down her arse and thighs and I slowed my pace, planting soft kisses on her shoulders and neck.

  I pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed next to her.

  I wiped a hand over my forehead and exhaled heavily. "What was that?"

  Daphne turned her head and smiled at me. "That was the best sex I've ever had in my life."

  I stroked her back, careful not to miss any of the handprints I had left on her hips.

  She looked up at me with hooded eyes and a quirk of her lips.

  I nipped her lower lip in return.

  "I am not done with you."

  I carried her to the bathroom and put her on her feet. I turned the bath nice and warm as I removed the remainder of our clothes. We'd been in such a hurry, we hadn't even fully undressed.

  I knew taking a bath with her wouldn't make any of this easier. But if I had to walk away, I wanted to give her everything before I left. Including making her feel special and not just desired.

  "What are you doing?"

  I climbed in first so I could brace her back. "We my love are having a bath. You'll be sore."

  She took my hand and stepped into the tub with me, settle in in front of me. As I held her tight, I whispered all the words about how I felt hoping it would be enough to make her understand.

  You're a fool. She'll never understand.

  41

  Drake

  So much for trying to leave her. That went well.

  I stood outside one of the bungalows on the edge of Abott manor admonishing myself. The single-story structure fronted by a large veranda had been hastily kitted out by Gabe’s team after we arrived.

  I glanced at the fresh paint and ancient wood of the door, then took a deep breath and knocked. The sound reverberated through the stillness of the morning, like an omen of what was to come.

  Reginald answered, his face tight and drawn but his eyes sharp and alert. "Drake," he said in greeting, ushering me inside.

  When we were alone, he dragged me to him in a tight hug. I had to hurriedly blink away the unwanted tears.

  “Lad, you gave me a scare.”

  I pulled back and nodded solemnly. “I'm glad you're safe," I said as we sat down. "But we need to talk."

  I didn't waste any time, filling him in on the disaster that had been the wedding. I told him about Massimo's men and how they had tried to take Daphne, but Massimo himself was nowhere to be found. My fists clenched in frustration as I recounted the story.

  "I feel like I failed," I admitted, my voice raw with emotion. "I especially feel like I failed Daphne by not catching Massimo. He's still out there, and he's going to keep coming. Our last shot is the auction."

  Reginald's eyes narrowed, concern etched on his face. "What do you plan to do, Drake?"

  I exhaled, running a hand through my hair. "I fucking love her, Reginald. I fucked up and bloody fell in love. And now this twat is out there, and he could take her from me. Just like I took her from him. This is all my fault. If I'd just taken him off the board, she'd be okay. But I had to get my bloody life back, didn’t I? I have to let her go."

  Reginald shook his head, his gaze steady and unwavering. "No, Drake. Massimo was coming for her anyway. If you love her, tell her."

  "I did," I replied, my voice cracking. "But this isn't going to end well. You know that. If it's not Massimo, it'll be someone else. That’s the joke, Reginald. I was the monster. She made me human, and now I don't get to keep her because someone else dangerous will always be coming."

  Reginald regarded me thoughtfully for a moment, and then spoke with a conviction that surprised me. "Drake, you're not giving yourself enough credit. Yes, there will always be danger. There will always be someone who wants what you have or who wants to hurt the ones you love. But that's life. It's unpredictable and messy, and sometimes it's downright terrifying."

  I shook my head, my heart aching at the thought of putting Daphne in harm's way again. "Reginald, I can't do that to her. I can't ask her to live this life, knowing that she'll never be safe. She deserves better than that."

  Reginald leaned back in his chair, his expression grave. "Drake, I understand your fears, I really do. But Daphne is a strong, capable woman. She made her choice to be with you, knowing the risks. You can't make that decision for her."

  I sighed heavily, trying to process it all. "I know," I said slowly. "But what if something happens to her? What then?"

  Reginald's gaze softened as he looked at me with understanding. "Drake, if something were to happen to Daphne, you would grieve and you would find strength in it. That doesn't mean that you don't care for her deeply; it just means that life is unpredictable and sometimes things don't go as planned." He paused for a moment before continuing. "But more importantly, if something were to happen to Daphne because of Massimo or anyone else, you’d make sure that justice was served. Make sure whoever did it pays for their crimes."

  A war raged inside me, a battle between love and fear. I wanted to believe that we could make it through this, that our love could conquer all the obstacles in our path. But the thought of losing Daphne, of seeing her hurt, or worse, because of me was too much to bear.

  Finally, with a heavy heart, I made my decision. "Reginald, Daphne deserves better than this life. She deserves safety, happiness, and a future free from the constant threat of danger. And the only way to give her that is to let her go."

  Reginald frowned but didn't argue. He could see the resolve in my eyes, the determination to do what was best for the woman I loved, even if it meant breaking my own heart in the process.

  "But I'm not giving up on bringing Massimo down," I continued, my voice firm. "I'll do whatever it takes to make sure he never threatens Daphne or anyone else again. And once he's dealt with, she can go back to her life… without me. That's the only way she'll be safe."

  Reginald's gaze softened, and he placed a hand on my shoulder. "I understand, Drake. And I'll help you in any way I can. Just remember, you're not alone in this fight."

  I nodded, grateful for his support. "Thank you, Reginald. I don't know what I'd do without you."

  As I left the bungalow, my heart was heavy with the burden of my decision. Letting Daphne go would be the hardest thing I'd ever done, but it was the only way to ensure her safety. The life I led was too dangerous, too unpredictable, and I couldn't bear the thought of her getting caught in the crossfire.

  I resolved to bring Massimo down once and for all, to protect Daphne and all the people I cared about. And when the dust settled, I would let her go, giving her the chance to live the life she deserved, free from danger and the shadow of my past.

  It wouldn't be easy, and every fiber of my being screamed in protest at the thought of saying goodbye to the woman who had changed my life. But I knew it was the right thing to do. For her sake, for my own, and for the future we both deserved.

 

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