Claimed by the Taurus: Spicy Astrology, page 6
Her pussy stretches against my finger as the wetness coats it.
“You’re so tight, Baby. Let me work your p–” I stop my words. Vulgar isn’t the way to go with Mia. She deserves–
“Stretch me, Nico,” she demands. Her eyes open and on me. “Stop treating me like a delicate flower. Take what’s yours and fuck me.”
Her sudden bossy attitude shocks the hell out of me. Never did she strike me as a vixen. She’s always been so timid. One of the things I like about her; however, I definitely like this bad girl side of her.
In one quick motion, I grab her legs, lift them, and slide in front of her. My cock presses against her pussy as her legs rest on my chest. I look down at her.
“I’m going to fuck you and then I’m going to fuck you again,” I grin. “You’re mine, Mia Caldwell.”
Chapter Fifteen
Mia
You’re mine, Mia Caldwell. It isn’t a chauvinistic statement like how it would sound coming out of another guy’s mouth. No. Now with Nico. His words are a promise. A big promise. I know without a doubt that Nico will take care of me in every way; in and out of the bedroom. With him, I’ll always be safe and protected.
“Show me I’m yours, Mr. Santoro,” I smile.
“With pleasure, Miss Caldwell,” he grins and reaches between us.
He positions his dick against me. Slowly, he pushes the tip inside me. My body stretches around him. I feel a pinch of pain but my desire for Nico outweighs it. I rock my hips to ease the pressure as he buries himself inside me.
“Fuck,” I moan when he’s completely inside me.
“Are you okay?” he asks softly, looking down at me concerned.
“You’re huge,” I manage to say in a rushed breath.
“As long as you are okay with the size,” he shrugs as though it’s no big deal that he’s well-endowed. “Want me to stop?”
“No!” I blurt, making him laugh.
“Good,” he says, pulling out part of the way and then slamming inside me.
My screams of pain fill the air but are shortly replaced with moans of pleasure as Nico thrusts in and out of me. One hand grips my hips while his other hand plays with my nipple. So many erotic thoughts and feelings rush through me.
“Nico. Nico, please,” I beg.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growls, pounding in and out of me. Each stroke brings me more and more pleasure.
“I need to– Please– I–”
“Hold your legs,” he demands, pushing my legs towards my chest. I quickly do as instructed. He grabs my hips with both hands and slams faster in and out of me. My body jolts to the force but he keeps me in place, pulling me down onto his cock.
“Nico!” I scream. An orgasm is threatening to erupt.
“That’s it. Scream my name. Let everyone know you’re mine.”
The authoritative tone in his voice adds to my pleasure. I like him taking control. I like knowing I’m his and that he wants everyone to know it.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he orders. “I want to hear it.”
“I’m yours,” I whisper, hoping to challenge his authority. He glares down at me and pulls all the way out until only the tip is still inside me. Regret fills me. “I’m sor–”
Nico rams deep inside me, bottoming me out. Pain and ecstasy swirl together and I nearly come off the motion.
“Nico!” I scream. My nails dig into my skin and my hips buck wildly with need.
“Are you mine?” he asks, thrusting slowly in and out of me. “Or maybe you want to hear that I’m yours? Is that what you want to hear?”
His pace builds up faster and faster with each word.
“I’m yours, Mia,” he confesses, slamming balls deep inside me. “All yours.”
He never breaks his speed. He just continues fucking me as though there is tomorrow. His eyes locked on mine as he speaks to my soul.
“Nico,” I whimper.
“I’m all yours, Beautiful. All yours.” He moves his hips in a way that hits the perfect spot and I come unglued. I’m sent over the edge.
“I’m yours! Nico, I’m yours!” I scream as an orgasm rocks through me. “NICO!”
“Fuck. I don’t think I can hold back,” he growls.
I don’t want him to hold back. I want him to come too. I want him to explode inside me. A reminder that I’m his.
“Don’t hold back. Come for me,” I pant. “Fill my pussy.”
“Fuck!” Nico roars. He thrusts deep inside me and stills. His grip on my hips tightens. I can feel him filling me with his cum. So erotic and sexy.
“Only you can fill me,” I say without thought but mean every word. Nico can have anything and everything from me.
“Mine,” he growls, gripping my hips and continuing to cum inside me.
Something about breaking my unwritten rule sends me over the edge again. Another orgasm strikes me before the first one is fully gone. It is a feeling unlike any other. Never have I experienced back-to-back orgasms.
“That’s it. Give me what’s mine,” Nico says, grabbing my legs and alternating kisses up them both.
“Nico,” I moan, riding out my orgasm. “Mmm. Nico.”
“Yes, Beautiful?” he asks, slowly pulling out of me.
I whimper in protest but honestly, I don’t think I could handle a round two. Round one was pretty intense. My body is going to be so sore in the morning.
“Let’s get cleaned up, first, then we can talk about a round two. But I might need a few minutes to replenish because… I’m pretty empty,” he admits faintly, looking away from me.
I lower my legs and sit up. I cup his face with my hands.
“I’m not going anywhere so plenty of time,” I smile.
He wraps his arms around me and rolls onto his side with me in his arms. We are now side by side. Our faces are now mere inches from each other. He kisses my lips gently and then the tip of my nose.
“I promise you won’t regret this, Mia,” he whispers. “I’ll always do my best to make you happy.”
The perfect ending to a perfect moment. His words are like music to my ears. My heart skips several beats. It feels like there are hundreds of butterflies in the pit of my stomach and I want to shout from the tallest mountain how happy I am.
“I know we have a lot to learn about each other, but I’m definitely excited to,” I reply cheesily, instantly groaning and regretting my words. “Ugh. That was lame.”
Nico laughs and shakes his head.
“Not lame at all,” he smiles. “I’m excited too, Beautiful. Tomorrow, I’ll take the day off and take you out on a real date. How does that sound?”
“You sure you can take the day off? I mean, you’re a pretty important guy.”
“But you’re more important,” he assures me, sealing it with a kiss. “I’ll prove it to you. This will work. I’ll manage… business and our relationship. And, if you ever feel like I’m not giving you enough time, tell me and I’ll fix it. Okay?”
“Okay,” I nod. “And, if I’m ever being too needy or if something isn’t my business, just tell me. Deal?”
“I don’t mind sharing everything with you, Mia.”
“Yeah, but some things are better if I don’t know. Ya know?” I give him a knowing look and he laughs.
“Fair enough,” he nods. “If I think it’s too much for you to handle, I’ll tell you that it’s better left alone. That way you don’t think I’m trying to hide stuff.”
“Thank you.” I cuddle up against him. He holds me close to his body and kisses the top of my head.
“I really want this to work out.”
“Me too.” I wrap my arm around his waist. “For the first time in a long time, I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.”
“Happiness,” he replies smoothly. “Tomorrow will bring you happiness. And the next day. And the day after that.”
“Then it sounds like everything is going to work out just fine, Mr. Santoro.”
“I’m looking forward to many tomorrows with you, Miss Caldwell.”
And just like that, I realized Nico had stolen my heart. Things may have been a bit unorthodox but there’s no denying how he makes me feel. From his great looks to his great personality, I like everything about him. He makes me feel alive, wanted, and cared for. All the things I’ve been missing until now.
Nico Santoro may very well be my happily ever after.
Epilogue
Nico
Two years later…
“I don’t care what your excuse is. You said it’d be here today so it should have been here today,” I yell into the phone.
“Sir, we apologize but the truck was delayed at port and then–” the customer representative explains calmly.
“I don’t give a damn what the excuse is. I just know that my little girl’s present better magically appear at my house, today!” I retort.
Basque and the guys are sitting around the meeting table, trying to keep from laughing. I guess the fact I interrupted our very important sit-down because the toy store called is pretty hilarious. Two years ago, I never would have thought I’d be this type of guy.
“What’s the problem?” my father asks, walking into the room with his guys behind him. Everyone stands, including me.
It’s my father’s first sit-down since getting out of the hospital three months ago. He still has me in full control but wanted to sit in on today’s meeting just to show face.
“They say the delivery is delayed. Giulia’s toy was supposed to arrive today,” I complain. My father frowns and makes his way over to me. He takes my phone from me.
“Who the fuck are you to tell my son that his little girl’s present isn’t going to arrive here?” he snaps. “I don’t give a fuck who you are. If my granddaughter wants a real fucking bull from Spain then we make it happen. How hard is it for you to get some toy ride-a-long thing? Are you a fucking schmuck?”
At this rate, Giulia is never going to get her toy. My dad is going to have the guy put us on a blacklist. I was at least trying to be semi-nice to the guy, not my dad. He’s going full Italian mode on him. He has a sweet spot for Giulia and will burn the world down for her. No questions asked.
“Why don’t you go find the fucking truck and get my granddaughter her fu–” my father continues.
“Mr. Santoro,” Mia gasps, rushing into the room with Giulia in her arms. The men acknowledge Mia as she walks by. She smiles politely as she walks over to my father and me.
“Stress is bad for you,” she says, taking the phone from him.
Only Mia, Felicity, and now Giulia have the power to take something away from my father without consequence. He absolutely adores Mia and Giulia as much as he adores Felicity. From day one of Mia and my father meeting each other, they hit it off. I had been worried he wouldn’t like the fact she wasn’t Italian; however, he surprised me and welcomed her into the family with open arms. He was even the one who pushed us to get married. I thought it was because he found out Mia was pregnant, but turns out, he just liked her and wanted me to settle down.
“They’re saying Giulia’s present won’t be here today,” my father explains.
“It’s okay,” Mia smiles. “Giulia is happy with the millions of other toys she has.”
Mia side-eyes me. I shrug and my father laughs.
“A baby can never have too many toys,” my father says, holding out his arms to Giulia, who eagerly bounces up and down trying to get to him.
“Nonno! Nonno!” Giulia shouts.
“Come here, my baby,” he replies, taking her from Mia.
“Spoiled,” Mia giggles. “Absolutely spoiled rotten.”
“She’s my piccola principessa.”
“Well, please, be careful carrying your piccola principessa. She’s heavy,” Mia waves a finger at him and gives him a knowing look. He isn’t allowed to lift anything heavy for a while.
“My principessa isn’t heavy. Are you Giulia?” he says in a cute little voice. The guys in the room try to not laugh, but The Godfather talking in a cartoon voice is fucking hilarious. The first time I heard him do it, I nearly died because I was laughing so hard.
“Nonna, swing?” Giulia asks, pointing out the window.
Her favorite place is on the swing I bought Mia when we first got together. Giulia likes to sit on someone’s lap while they swing. I bought her a swing of her own made for babies, but it wasn’t good enough. She prefers to be the pampered princess and be held on the swing.
“Of course. Anything for my baby,” he says, carrying her out of the room. He has lost all interest in the meeting and has forgotten about the delayed toy delivery. Swinging with Giulia is the only thing on his mind.
I laugh and sit back down in my chair. The guys follow suit and take their seats.
“I’ll leave you, gentleman, to it,” Mia smiles and turns to leave. I pull her on my lap. She giggles and wraps her arms around my neck. “You are in a meeting, Mr. Santoro,” she whispers in my ear.
“And, you are more important, Mrs. Santoro,” I say softly, kissing her cheek. The guys smile and Mia blushes.
“Nico,” she warns faintly.
“Okay. I’ll behave,” I whisper.
“Let me go so you guys can get back to business and I can go keep an eye on your father so Giulia doesn’t become a completely spoiled tyrant.”
“Fine,” I laugh and lean over to her ear. “But later, you’re mine.”
She kisses me swiftly on the lips.
“Always. And forever,” she smiles. “Gentleman.”
“Mrs. Santoro,” the guys reply in unison.
Mia holds the phone up to her ear as she makes her way to the door.
“Hello? Still there?” she asks. “Where the hell is my little girl’s toy!”
With that she leaves the room, closing the door behind her. The room erupts with laughter including mine. Mia’s feistiness and potty mouth have increased over the months. I blame it on her spending time with Felicity. However, Mia seems happy so that’s all that matters.
“You sure have a great wife, Boss,” Gregg chuckles.
“That I do. The absolute best,” I grin. “Now, let’s get this meeting started so I can get back to my family.”
Family. The best word in existence. A word I always knew held value since I was little, but now I truly cherish the word. Mia and Giulia are my world. They make me want to be a better man and prove to them just how much I love them. There’s nothing I would change about the life I have, except maybe another little one. And, if I’m lucky, Mia and I can work on that tonight.
–THE END–
Sister Books
Thank you for reading Claimed by the Taurus. I hope you enjoyed it. You can find Felicity and Basque’s story in Chased by the Leo, written under my Claudia Stevens pen name! You can also find Adrianna– The Godmother– and her sisters in their own books.
May all your dreams come true.
XoXo,
S.E. Isaac
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SPICY ASTROLOGY SERIES
Nico & Mia– Claimed by the Taurus by S.E. Isaac
Basque & Felicity– Chased by the Leo by Claudia Stevens
THE ROMANO SISTERS
Sofia & Antonio– Vanished in Vegas
Adrianna & Savio– The Made Daughter
Rosaline & Ademaro– The Hitman’s Rose
S.E. Isaac, Claimed by the Taurus: Spicy Astrology
