The Marriage Debt (De Vos Mafia #2)(60)

For him to take my virginity. To completely, utterly, irrevocably become his.

And the mere thought makes my entire body erupt into goose bumps.

I never thought it’d be like this, and with Luca. I always thought his brother would be the one. But now that I’m here, married to Luca, all I want is for those fingers of his to grab me, hold me, touch me, use me. I hate him, hate what he does, hate how he makes me lust for him so easily when I shouldn’t.

His mouth forms into a grin near my ear. “I won’t allow you to take that back.”

As my lips part, he kisses me again, sinking his teeth into my shoulder until I let go of the gasp I was holding. He doesn’t puncture my skin, but the pain is real, visceral. I’m watching him through the mirror, but when he gazes right up into my eyes like a goddamn animal, I finally realize the consequence of my own words.

The grip on my throat tightens as he suddenly brings his other hand down to my dress and dives underneath, inching the fabric up as he goes. Sweat builds up on my back as he reaches my panties and pulls them aside with ease, and I hiss when he strokes my slit with two fingers.

“So sensitive still … Can you really handle me, little bunny?”

“I can handle more than you think,” I say through gritted teeth.

He slaps my ass. Hard.

I bite my tongue.

“I’m eager to find out and test that idea,” he muses, slapping my ass again so hard I bump into the desk. He’s watching me through the mirror, every slap making me all the more aware of how badly I want him to do it.

“Because I think you’re still lying to yourself and me.”

“I’m n—”

He shoves me down onto the desk headfirst.

Fuck. It’s happening.

I’m about to lose my virginity.

“You asked for it, Jill. Now let me fuck your tight little ass.”

My eyes widen.

My ass?

“Wait, what?”

He snorts as he fishes something out of his desk drawer. Lube.

And it makes my pupils dilate.

“You asked for it … now let me fucking give it to you.”

“I thought you were going to—”

I gasp when the cold liquid hits my ass, and he rubs it in.

“Oh, my God,” I mutter. “This wasn’t what—”

He pushes a finger inside.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

It’s so tight yet such a turn-on.

“It’s exactly what I told you I would do to you,” he growls, pushing in farther. “Now take it like a good girl and moan for me.”

I can’t help it. The noise just slips out the farther he sticks his finger inside.

It feels so wrong, so immoral for him to be inside my ass right now.

I thought he would take my virginity, but I never expected him to take my ass instead.

“Does that feel good, little bunny?” he groans, thrusting in and out of my ass.

It feels so wrong to admit it, even when it does.

SLAP!

The rude awakening makes me moan out loud.

“Answer me!”

“Yes,” I mewl.

It feels so wrong to say it out loud while he’s toying with me like this. I’m so embarrassed.

Suddenly, his zipper is pulled down. My face turns red.

The tip touches my back entrance, and I can feel the cold metal of his rings nudge against my skin.

Oh, God.

It’s really happening.

“Wait, but I thought you were going to fuck me in the pu—”

“I told you I was going to take every one of your fucking orifices before I’d fuck your every hole and make you beg.” More cold lube is squirted over my back entrance and across his length.

I glance at him over my shoulder. “Please …”

“Please, what, bunny?”

“I’m afraid it’ll hurt,” I reply.

“Only a little.” There’s a devious smirk on his face that I’d almost describe as sexy. “And I’m going to enjoy every second of your submission.”

I swallow down the lump in my throat as he bends over me, the tip pushing against my entrance, and whispers into my ear, “Are you ready, bunny?”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

I give a slight nod, but I don’t know if I really am. He’s huge, and the mere thought of him inside me already makes me squirm.

“Because I’m not gonna hold back,” he adds.

When our eyes connect through the mirror, he plants both hands on my ass and spreads the cheeks until my hole is open wide. “Just how I like it,” he groans.

He buries every inch of himself inside me, agonizingly slow. Every ridge of his cock, the rings on his shaft, the veins throbbing inside, I feel it all. The sensation of something filling me up is overwhelming, making me let out a guttural moan.

“That’s it, bunny. Feel my cock owning every fucking inch of you,” Luca says, going in deep, deeper, even deeper, and when he finally reaches the base, my eyes almost roll into the back of my head. “This ass belongs to me now. And soon, your pussy will too.”

I gasp when he slides back out with ease, only to thrust back in again, this time with much more energy. I gasp each time he hits the base, the length of him filling me up whole.

I thought it would hurt, that I’d hate the very feel of him inside my ass.