A Devilish Christmas (The Marchesi Family)

A few seconds later, he let me go like I’d known he would. He would never push me past my limits, never truly hurt me. That was why I felt so safe with him, even when we did insane things like fuck in an alley when we had a perfectly nice bed to go home to.

I heard the sound of a foil packet ripping, and I turned to see Devil slicking his cock with a packet of lube. We’d taken to making sure we never went anywhere without it. There weren’t many places either of us frequented where were hadn’t fucked.

“Get ready, husband. I’m going to fuck you until your legs give out, your ass aches, and my cum is running down your legs.”

“Do it,” I demanded.

Devil gripped my cheeks, pulling them apart so he could tease my hole with the tip of his cock. “Don’t fucking play with me. I’ve been waiting for this all day.”

“You’ve been waiting? You’re the one who wouldn’t give this ass to me earlier.”

Now I was ready to fight. I struggled against his hold on my hips and tried to push back to take him inside me. “Dammit, Devil. Fuck me.”

He ruthlessly used his strength to hold me still, then thrust, going balls deep in one agonizing movement. I whimpered like a fucking animal. The stretch was too much too fast, but I still wanted more.

He held himself deep inside me. “Your body is mine to use when I want.”

“Same goes for you. I’ll use you whenever I need to.”

Devil groaned, his fingers tightening even more against my hips like he wanted to see the imprints of his fingers later. I struggled again, pushing back against him, challenging him, wanting to see what it would take to make him move.

That was enough. He was too close to the edge. He’d been thinking about this all day and something about what we’d done—rolling out of bed and getting married—was such an incredible turn-on. Devil was always insatiable, but he was downright savage tonight.

“Brace yourself,” he warned before pulling out and driving back in even harder than before. When I couldn’t hold back the groan he forced from me, his hand cracked against my ass. “Stay quiet. I won’t stop if someone comes.”

I might’ve thought he was teasing on another day, but tonight I was sure he meant it. Tonight he wouldn’t stop fucking me for anything, not even if the building I was pressed against caught fire or something exploded in the dark recesses of the alley, not even if the police surrounded us and told us we were under arrest. This was happening, and there was nothing I could do but enjoy the ride.

Devil fucked me with a fast, punishing rhythm. My hands slid along the wall, and I knew they’d be scraped. I tried to keep my face from rubbing against the rough surface, but the force of Devil’s thrusts was pushing me closer and closer to the brick. I drove my hips back, meeting his strokes, refusing to stay still the way he’d ordered me to.

My cock ached, and my balls were high and tight. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Devil tilted my hips and drove into me in a way that caused his cock to drag over my sweet spot again and again. He had me gasping, whining, and whimpering until finally, he clamped his hand over my mouth, pushing me farther into the wall. I’d have scrapes on my cheek, and the backs of his fingers were going to be a bloody mess, but he didn’t even react to the pain he must feel. He just kept working me, hips moving relentlessly as his cock pushed me closer and closer, stretching me, taking me, using me until…

I struggled, trying to pull his hand from my mouth. He lowered it long enough for me to get out a few words. “I’m going to… I can’t…”

“Show me how much you need me. Show me how much you love it when I take what’s mine.”

It was a good thing he clamped his hand back over my mouth because if he hadn’t, I would’ve yelled loud enough to draw someone’s attention as pleasure swept through me like a flood. My body jerked as cum shot from my dick over and over. I reached behind me gripping Devil’s hip, not caring that my nails were sinking into his flesh. I wanted to mark him too, and I needed an anchor. I needed to hold him there against me. I couldn’t let him stop before I got his spunk inside me.

As soon as he dropped his hand from my mouth, I begged him to fill me up.

He snarled. “I’m going to give you what you need.” He struggled against my hold but clamped down tighter, dragging himself against me until he finally let go, pumping his release into me.