The Italian Dom by N.J. Adel
CHAPTER 36
Domenico
“Yes, Daddy. Please,” she whispered.
A furious need pulsed in me, consuming me bit by bit, as I gazed at that face she was making, listened to that soft voice that was almost little girl like. I felt her lips on my finger before I locked mine on them, pouring that need in this one kiss.
I parted her legs and the glistening pink flesh drove me wild. I had to have her now, and I knew I couldn’t be gentle. I needed to consume her, too, whole, like she was the only one to satisfy that uncontainable hunger she instigated in my beast. I lined my cock in her opening, watching that beautiful sight where everything was where it belonged, ready for the claim. “Daddy will take you bare now, baby girl.”
I drove inside of her, listening to her gasps and moans, my eyes pinned to the pussy I was stretching until I was halfway through. “Fuck, baby! I didn’t think you’d be that tight.”
She blushed deep, trembling. “Is that…is that bad?”
“Bad?” A more savage need urged me to viciously fuck her as I realized she was more innocent than she let on. “No, baby. Daddy likes it. So fucking much.”
I kissed her again, more tongue in play, getting her wetter so she could take all of me. My wet kisses down her jaw and neck eased me in a little. Then I licked and sucked her beautiful nipples, and she tipped her hips, parting wide, giving me a better access.
With a tight groan, I slammed inside her, filling her completely. “Fuck, Nicky.” She felt so fucking good around my cock. “You’re doing a great job taking my cock like that, baby girl.”
She moaned loudly. “Oh, Daddy, please.”
“Please what?”
Her blush deepened. “Please…”
“You want Daddy to make you come, little slut?”
“I’m your good little slut.”
“Fuck yes.” I pulled away an inch and thrust back again and again until she got used to the stretch. Then I fucked her hard, pounding her, crushing her.
“Jesus, you fuck like an animal. Can you take it easy on me, please, Daddy?”
“Can’t, baby girl. You drive Daddy fucking insane. Your little pussy is so fucking good. Be a good slut and take it, take it all for Daddy.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned.
I let go of her wrists and landed my grip on her beautiful neck. “Touch me, baby girl, like you always wanted.”
Her wince eased with a smile as her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me down to her lips. I took them in mine, my strokes not slowing down. She moaned and gasped against my mouth. Her nails dug in the nape of my neck and then scratched down my back, burning me through the sweat and heat.
I hissed. “Bad girl.”
“Sorry, Daddy,” she said with mischief.
“No, you’re not.” I squeezed her neck, owning her breath.
“Daddy, no,” she panted.
Her protest didn’t match how she drenched my cock, so I didn’t stop. “You’re attracted to my darkness more than you like to admit, baby girl. Just trust Daddy.”
She squeezed my ass, her moans never stopping. Then she wrapped her legs around my back, thrusting her hips in sync with my strokes. I fucked her faster, deeper. “You want to come for Daddy now?”
“Yes!”
Within a few strokes she squirmed under me, purring and hissing like I’d promised her she would. My little kitten, my little slut, cried out for me. Her cunt contracted around my shaft, surprising me at the intensity that milked my own release.
I nutted inside her, filling her wet pussy with the thick ropes of my cum, howling and swearing, claiming her mine.
My forehead touched hers as our rapid pants scorched each other. With the back of my hands, I felt her burning cheeks. “Daddy wants to stay inside you per sempre, baby girl.”
Suddenly, she coiled on herself, as if now she’d only become aware of what we did. “Can you stop now? I don’t—”
“No. No room for shame here. It’s okay to want this as it’s okay to want me. I’m your husband, Nicky. We can’t go back from that. You’re mine. You’ll always be.”
“But how long can you do this for me before you get tired of it? Of me?”
“Not gonna happen, baby girl. I can do this as long as you need. Not just for you. It’s for me, too. It’s hot as fuck.” I smiled. “Even if you need it twenty-four seven, I’ll happily do it. I told you once, and I’ll tell you now. I’ll be more than happy to serve every single one of your fantasies, the ones you know you like and the ones you’ll find out you’ll like even more with me.”
She gazed at me as if she saw me for the first time. “How could you be so…gentle? So understanding?”
There were many reasons, but I kept them all to myself for now. Despite my need, I pulled out of her, my cum rushing out of her pussy. Then I rolled her on top of me as I laid my back on the bed.
She adjusted her body that her tits pressed against my chest and her ankle hooked around mine. “Do you do that with all the girls you ruined?”
I smiled despite myself. “Are you jealous, baby girl?”
“Well,” she played with the hair on my chest, “you said we were husband and wife, and we couldn’t go back from that. Shouldn’t a wife be jealous? I know my husband is.”
Santo cielo. If I’d known Nicky would open up, stop fighting and fit right in with me if I’d become her Daddy, I’d have done it right from the start and saved us some time. “But the contracts you signed—”
“I don’t want you to fuck someone else.”
She had no idea how happy she was making me by saying this. However, I wanted to tease her about it, to get her all angry. I curbed that urge, though. If I saw that face she made when she was teased angry, I’d have to take her all over again, and her little pussy could only take so much.
I folded my arms around her and pulled her closer so I could kiss her. “Was never planning on.”
“Really?”
“You’re the only one for me as I’m the only one for you.”
She smiled, tracing my tattoos now. “But what if you want something I can’t give?” Her eyes traveled around the room. “I mean, there’s some extreme shit around here…”
“I’m hoping having you will stop me from needing that extreme shit.” I could feel it already. The content of the beast. She didn’t just numb him, like every other person before her, like every other violent act I took inside and outside of the bedroom. She fucking satisfied him.
“Does that mean you’re done with your revenge?”
“For the previous shit you pulled on me, yes. For that we’re even.”
“I hear a warning.”
“Heed it. With the game you want to play, you’ll have to worry about much more than my punishment and revenge.” I held her face between my palms. “I don’t want you to turn into a job, Nicky.”
Her lashes fluttered. “You’d kill me per la famiglia?”
“Per l’onore della famiglia. The same way I’d kill my blood for your honor.”
Her head bent down, her eyes pensive.
“Talk to me.” It was more of a plea than a command. “You can tell me anything.”
“I was just thinking about my baby sister.”
“What about her?”
“She turned out to be much smarter than I am. Much wiser, too.”
I didn’t like the sound of that. “What does that mean, Nicky?” I asked, alarmed.
“I want to be honest with you, Dom. No more games or lies. I just don’t know if I can…”
“Trust me?”
“I’ve trusted you with a lot already.”
“Then what is it that you don’t know?”
“If I can make you understand.”
“Like you thought I couldn’t understand why you got wet when you were forced to please an older man?”
Her lips twitched with a sheepish smile. “Well, when you put it this way…”
“Talk. To me.”
“She had this theory about monsters. How only a monster can take down another.” She ran a hand through her tangled hair and hissed. “That’s what I understood anyway. She didn’t exactly say it like that, she was talking about sex, and she most definitely doesn’t see Tino as a monster…or you. Fuck, I’m not making any sense.”
“My little kitten rambles when she’s nervous. You’re full of surprises.”
“Don’t tease me. It’s hard what I’m trying to explain.”
“Let me make it easy for you. Your father was a monster. Tino Bellomo is another monster who takes down your father. But your sister has her own needs, and Tino satisfies them. She falls for the monster and overlooks everything else.”
“He’s her fucking hero.”
“Then she tries to convince you to have the same relationship with me. The new monster that can take away the terrible effect your father left on you. But, you being you, refuse to embrace that kinky but happy theory as is and twist it into a dangerous one. You want me, a monster, to take down the other monster you hate the most, Tino Bellomo.”
“True. It’s what I’ve wanted…until today.” Her fingers returned to draw invisible lines along my tattoos. “I finally understood and believed what she really meant. A woman like me needs a man like you, one who isn’t afraid of the darkness, one who would do whatever it takes to protect me, one who knows when to take the lead, to push me to my limits and show me my truth with no judgment, one who understands and embraces every single urge and desire I have, one who is so fucking powerful he can replace the marks the monster left on my soul.”
“Wow. Well said. Signora Bellomo is wise.”
“I should have listened and saved myself all that pain, trouble and anger.”
“So you’re no longer trying to get me to kill him?”
She gazed me for long moments. “If I say what you want me to say, it’ll be a lie.”
Cazzo. My brows hooked so tight my forehead hurt. “Oh, Nicky, what’s it gonna take for you to stop? This is your nephew’s father you’re talking about. Your sister’s hero and dare I say obsession.” It was obvious Il Lupo wasn’t the only one obsessed with that relationship. It took two to tango. “You think she’ll be happy and safe when you take away the husband she loves to the core?”
“Until yesterday I thought I knew the answers to these questions. Now, I don’t know what to think anymore.