“Did anyone tell you that you’re an asshole?”
“Did anyone tell you that you need to have your mouth washed out with soap?” he countered.
And that pissed me off even more.
“You kidnapped me against my will after spanking me not once but twice. We won’t discuss the carnal activity. I don’t think that makes you boyfriend of the year.”
“You belong to me. That has been made very clear on several occasions.”
I couldn’t stop the laughter bubbling from my throat. “This isn’t the nineteenth century and the last time I checked, we weren’t living in Saudi Arabia. You need to take me back home or I will have you arrested.” The look on his face was pensive, his eyes locking onto mine.
“You don’t want to threaten me, Winter. I am not a good man, not on any level.”
“No, from what I can tell, you’re an arrogant prick who believes himself to be better than everyone else. I assure you, Matteo,” I stated with as much confidence as I could muster, “I only make promises.”
It was as if a line had been drawn in the sand, his eyes flashing a combination of anger as well as respect. He enjoyed pushing my boundaries as much as I did his. He sat back, a smug grin crossing his face, remaining silent for a full minute.
“Were you aware that your parents made a deal with the Taglioni mafia family to give you in the hand of marriage to one of the most ruthless and brutal monsters on the East Coast?”
I blinked several times before rolling my eyes. The Taglionis? He honestly expected me to buy that level of bullshit? He was really pulling out all the stops. Maybe I was too much for him to handle. I laughed in his face. “Why are you such a liar?”
“I’m not lying, Winter. I only wish I were. Carmine Taglioni has something on your father. Maybe you can help me figure out what that is.”
Damn the man and his sexy voice, the cleft in his chin that drove me wild. Even the light stubble he’d allow to grow from the day before yanked at every bit of my hunger. However, I wasn’t going to fall into this game he was playing. That’s exactly what he wanted me to do.
“You’re not going to discredit my family in an attempt to make yourself feel better. I don’t like playing games, Matteo. In fact, I abhor them. If you want us to get along on this unplanned, sick trip of yours, I suggest you try another tactic.”
He didn’t blink nor did he budge. My stomach churned as I stared into his gorgeous eyes, a nagging settling into the back of my mind. My parents had been so cagey, insisting I come home, as if they couldn’t handle the disappointment if I didn’t.
Or as if their lives were at stake.
They’d played me, knowing I’d be a good daughter and return home; however, my father would never give me away to a thug.
What do you think Matteo is? He’s only better looking and more sophisticated.
No, I refused to buy it.
I looked away, trying to rationalize why Matteo would tell me something so horrible.
“This is no game, Winter. What I told you is the truth and the reason I took you out of the state. I need to figure out what hold the Taglionis have on your father, because by breaking whatever deal there was, both you and your parents could be in danger.”
I glared at him, hatred forming in every cell in my body. “That’s crazy.”
“I only hope you’re right. Your act of rebellion likely made its rounds throughout the entire Hamptons. We are celebrities after all. That allows for an opening in certain… plans that are being made against our community. You are considered of high value, nothing more than a commodity. I assure you that Franco Taglioni will attempt to collect his prize. I couldn’t allow that to happen. He is a merciless man who refuses to take no for an answer. I hate to think the lengths he would go to in order to gather his possession.”
“You mean exactly like you did? I am nothing to you but a checkmark on a rulebook, the contract we were about to enter into adding millions to your already lucrative empire once we say our glorious vows. I can only imagine after reading the various articles about you that you’ll gain another notch in standings with dignitaries and politicians. Hell, maybe you’ll get invited to the White House for lunch. Hasn’t Christian already been given that honor?”
He was shocked at the length I’d gone to and the fact I’d checked out his background.
Matteo sneered. “There is a huge difference. I’m not a murderer. You should be very careful of the information you deem to be correct. Things aren’t always as they seem.” He leaned forward once again, placing the tip of his index finger under my chin, the pressure enough I clenched my teeth. “Be careful about delving into the darkness. You might find the very devil himself.”
I couldn’t breathe, my mind fuzzy but as a swarm of ugly emotions rushed into me, I did the only thing that would make me feel any better.
The hard slap across his gorgeous face surprised him, the force enough he reeled back.
“You asshole. Fucking asshole! I hate you! I don’t know you at all, nothing about you but I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with you. You are far worse than a murderer,” I hissed, prepared to strike him again.
His reaction was swift, his hands grabbing my wrists and yanking me over his lap, jerking up my dress.
I struggled in his arms, almost able to get away until he pinned one arm against my back. “I suggest you stop fighting me.”
As his hand came down, I didn’t react at first. That’s exactly what he wanted. No way. I refused to give him any satisfaction.
“You need to learn that I’m not your enemy, Winter. I want this to work. I want you. I care about you.”
Matteo’s words stunned me almost as much as the harshness of the spanking, his hand moving from one side to the other in rapid succession. As the pain shifted up and down portions of my body, I began to fight him, throwing back my hands in an effort to get him to stop. Every time I wiggled, the hard throbbing of his cock added gasoline to the flaming embers. I was wet and hot, my pussy clenching then relaxing.
A rush of adrenaline flowed through me, lights flashing in front of my eyes. I could no longer breathe as desire ripped through me. Instead of cries coming from my mouth, I moaned, instantly horrified at my body’s betrayal. No. No!
“You’re going to learn to obey me no matter what I ask. You will follow my directions and I promise to keep you safe. No one is going to take you from me. No one.” His voice was husky, several growls following his frank words.
With every part of my body on fire, I could no longer move or even think clearly. I was thrown into a state of bliss even as confusion continued to rip through me. “I’ll be good. I’ll be very good.” The words flew from my mouth before I could stop them. How could I say that? Why would I agree to obey a single command from this man?
“I’m going to ravage very inch of you. Taste you. Fuck every hole.”
The sound of his palm slicing against my skin was the only thing I could concentrate on. I was thrown into a world of disbelief, struggling to accept what was happening. He refused to stop, peppering one strike after the other.
I hung my head as the pain morphed into pure ecstasy and I realized I was shifting my hips back and forth, rubbing against his hard cock. I could no longer fight the electricity shooting through us, the vibrations more intense than anything I’d felt with another man. No one had ever spanked me before him. The sensations were off the charts, opening up a side of me that I didn’t know existed.
“That’s enough for now. There will be more later if necessary,” he whispered as he brushed his fingers down my spine, caressing my back before sliding his fingers down the crack of my ass. He wrapped his fingers around a portion of elastic of my thong. A mere snap of his wrist and the material tore away. Just like before. I’d never felt so exposed. “Are you wet for me, Winter? Do you long to have my cock buried deep inside your tight little channel?”
I couldn’t breathe, could no longer think clearly. I wanted to scream obscenities at him, but the moment he rubbed the tip of his finger across my swollen folds, another moan escaped my mouth. I was sick to my stomach at the thought of wanting him, but there was no denying the way I felt or my body’s increasing hunger.
He smacked my ass once again. “Tell me.”
“Yes. Yes!”
“Mmm…” Matteo slipped his fingers into my wetness and I realized I’d parted my legs, allowing him access.
I was flushed all over, my body aching as he toyed with me, pumping his fingers in and out in a perfect rhythm.
“So damn wet. I’m going to claim that beautiful pink pussy of yours. Then I’m going to take you in the ass.”
His words were exciting, my inner core exploding as another round of electricity ripped through me.
When he gathered me into his arms, cradling me and easing hair from my face, I lifted my chin. He was controlling in everything he did, cupping my face and flexing his fingers open. He breathed across me as he lowered his head, his jaw clenching. He brushed his fingers along my spine, floating them across the small of my back as I kept my hands pushed against his chest.
The entire moment was nothing more than a sick fantasy, a twisted moment of time. The ridiculousness of sitting on a grown man’s lap totally bared, my bottom still stinging from the aftermath of a hard spanking was mind-blowing.
“Who are you, Matteo?” My voice was little more than a whisper.
As if my question mattered in the least. My dress remained bunched around my waist and as he slowly eased it over my head, I closed my eyes. This was filthy and amazing, disgusting and scintillating.
“Look at me, my beautiful Winter.”
This was a command that I followed, my heart racing. Maybe I wanted to see him as a wretched beast, but my instincts told me that he was an amazing man, one that had never found himself. “Who? Are you a monster that I should fear, a man with no heart or soul? Or are you some kind of a savior?”
“I guess we’re going to find out.” His words were haunting, his eyes glazing over. He ran his fingers around my mouth before capturing my lips, the back of his hand brushing up and down the length of my arm.
The kiss was soft and gentle, his lips warm and inviting. I palmed his chest, the heat of his skin searing my fingertips. We were combustible, our bodies overheated. As the kiss intensified, our tongues entwining, I could no longer hold back, the feel of him far too incredible.
He was a powerful kisser, taking full control as he wrapped his hand around my hair, holding me in place.
His actions became more savage, the kiss dominating. I was lost in the moment, stars floating in front of my eyes. He broke the kiss, nipping my lower lip and growling like a true barbarian before yanking my hair, pulling me into a deep arc.
Everything about his behavior was different than before. Then it dawned on me. He’d accepted the offering of the Box. In his eyes, I already belonged to him.
I whimpered as he lowered his head, dragging his tongue down the side of my neck. My skin was on fire, my pulse skyrocketing as he took his time exploring, licking down my body an inch at a time.
I allowed myself to fall away, simply enjoying the moment as he swirled his tongue around my nipple.
“So perfect,” he murmured, sliding his lips to my other breast, repeating the outstanding action.
I wanted to beg him to suck and bite, to create a glorious wave of pain and pleasure. He seemed to sense what I wanted, engulfing my tender bud. The feel of his teeth biting down forced a series of whimpers pulsing up from my throat. I was shaking all over, pussy juice trickling down the insides of my thighs.
“Yes. Yes…” I whispered, barely able to recognize my voice.
“Now, you’re going to release my cock. I am going to fuck you.”
As he pulled me forward once again, I did as I was told, sliding my hands down his chest, fumbling with his belt.
Matteo lifted a single eyebrow, his expression one of dire need. “Be careful, little girl. I won’t be gentle.”
A smile curled on my lips as I managed to unfasten the buckle. When I managed to unzip his pants, his nostrils flared. I knew he would devour me.
He gripped my hips, lifting his pelvis as I freed his cock. The moment I wrapped my hand around the base, he let off a roar, the sound floating all around us. The man refused to be denied. I knew exactly what he wanted and as I placed the tip of his cock against my pussy lips, the look on his face was carnal. He was nothing but a primal beast.
The yank was hard, his cock spreading me.
Filling me.
Driving hard into me.
“Oh, God. Oh…” The sensations were dazzling, stealing my breath. My entire body shook as he lifted me again until just the tip remained inside.
I slammed my hands against him, tossing my head back and forth, my muscles struggling to accept the thick invasion.
“You are wet and so damn tight,” he muttered before yanking me down again, the force knocking the wind out of me. As he repeated the move several times, I lolled my head. He was so thick, so damn hard.
Everything became a blur as he fucked me, taking exactly what he wanted. I heard his continued whispered words of ownership, a man who refused to take no for an answer. My body had never responded this way with anyone else, my pussy clenching and releasing several times. I knew I was about to come, the climax rearing its delicious head.
“Do you want to come?” he asked as he held me in place, allowing his hands to roam up and down the length of my back.
“Please. Yes. Yes!”
“Will you be a good girl and obey me?”
I was prepared to promise him anything if he’d allow me to come. “Yes. Oh, yes.”
His eyes screamed disbelief, his smile wry. “We shall see. Come for me, Winter. Let go.”
There was no holding back, my entire body rattling as the climax rushed up from my toes. “Oh. Oh!” My scream was bedraggled, echoing in the luxurious space. I was shaken to the core as the second orgasm hit me hard and fast, exploding into my system. I dug my fingers into his skin as he rocked me, using the strength of his thighs as he continued driving into me.
“That’s a good girl.”
Every part of me quivering, I closed my eyes, falling into the beautiful rapture. I was only vaguely aware as he lifted me off his lap, holding me as if I was a small child, his massive arms able to cradle me easily. I hung my arms over his shoulders, even as my body attempted to recover from the beautiful exhaustion.
My mind was something else. I wanted to latch onto the portion of him that I believed was honest and good, not the man portrayed in the ugly reports.
Ruthless.
Criminal.
Unrelenting.
The devil reincarnated in Armani and Mercedes.
As he eased me onto my feet, sliding his hands down from my face to my arms, I could instantly tell a change in him. The level of darkness enshrouding his face was chilling, his eyes becoming nothing but blackened pools.
He said nothing as he trailed his fingers down to mine, his gaze following. He’d yet to come, to spill his seed inside me. The gentleness was tossed away as he spun me around, taking one of my hands then the other and slapping them against the airplane hull, the window in front of my face. When he jerked me by the hips, bending me over and spreading my legs, I let out a whimper.
I knew instinctively what he was going to do.
Making good on his promise.
He remained clothed as he moved behind me, leaning over and taking a deep whiff. I could see his reflection in the window, the unbridled desire creating creases in his forehead.
“You are beautiful,” he stated in a husky, dominating manner, the tone creating vibrations dancing down my legs. “Now, I take you in the ass.”
I bit back a cry as he rubbed his cock up and down the crack of my ass, a series of growling noises wrapping around me. A reminder of his authority. He slid the entire length of his cock into my pussy once again, his throbbing shaft filling me completely.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” I pushed against the cold hard plastic, arching my back as he pumped several times, wanting this to last.
“You need so much training,” he said under his breath before smacking my bottom twice, leaning over until he was able to nuzzle his face against my neck. “You will learn that I have extreme tastes, sadistic needs.”
His harsh whisper only served to fuel the fire burning deep within.
I held my breath as he pushed his cockhead to my dark hole, barely inserting.
When he entangled his fingers in my hair, yanking my head, I clawed the window. “And you will learn to like them.” He slid his cock inside, pushing past the tight ring of muscle.
The pain was instantaneous, blinding, my heart hammering in my throat. “Oh, God. Oh… You… Bastard.”
He exhaled, the sound guttural and thrust the remainder, one hand still keeping his grip on my hip. “Exactly.”
I was shaking all over, loathing my body’s reactions to the horrible intrusion, taking my virgin asshole. Lights flashed in front of my eyes as I attempted to catch my breath. The moment he began to pump in slow and even strokes, my muscles struggling to accept his girth, a series of bottle rockets began to explode. Tiny pinpricks at first, they quickly erupted into uncontrollable pleasure.
“That’s a good girl. Take every inch of me.”
His words were harsh, his actions brutal, yet I slipped into pure bliss, the force shoving me against the hull. This was insane.
Amazing.
Powerful.
Horrible.
I couldn’t think clearly as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed between us. He was powerful in his actions, driving hard and fast. I could hear his heavy breathing, could tell he was trying to control his needs.
Matteo smacked my bottom several additional times, the pain and pleasure a dangerous combination. I was lost to the ecstasy, whimpering like a little girl.
“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.”
With another hard yank of my hair, he forced me to gaze at our combined reflection, issuing another reminder.
“And never forget. You. Are. Mine.”
As his breathing became more scattered, his growls continuous, I kept my eyes pinned on the man staring back at me.
Angry.
Haunted.
Despondent.
I squeezed my muscles and as he erupted, filling my dark channel with his seed, I could also see something else.
He was hiding a dark secret, one threatening to destroy him. Maybe I was the only one who could save his very soul.
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