“Don’t get too comfortable. I’m not done with you,” I said roughly.
She smiled against my mouth, her blond hair sticking to her and my forehead as I carried her over to our bed. I dropped her down on the mattress, and she let out an indignant huff, her legs already parting in invitation.
I shook my head with a dark smile. “On your knees.”
She rolled over, presenting her round ass cheeks then knelt on the bed. The sight of her waiting for me like that made my cock twitch. I leaned over her and bit her ass cheek before I pulled her toward my waiting cock. I caught the slight tensing of her muscles, the way she braced herself but she loosened, turned soft when I slid into her pussy not her ass.
We’d tried it a few times. It had always been my favorite before her, but I could tell Serafina only did it for me. She didn’t enjoy it and in turn it had lost its appeal to me. I wanted Serafina crazy with lust not tense with discomfort.
I established a hard, fast rhythm, my balls slapping against her pussy. Serafina reached under her body and began stroking her clit, brushing my dick with her nails in the process, driving me completely crazy. Leaning forward, I brushed her hair aside so I could see her inked wings. I had already been close, and as I slammed into Serafina deeper than before, I finally let loose. Serafina got caught by my climax as well and bucked up, her arms giving out as her own release hit her. I kept pumping into her until I was completely spent. I gave her ass a clap before I pulled out and dropped down beside her. She snuggled against me, our breathing ragged, bodies slick with sweat. We shared a slow, lingering kiss.
I wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and Serafina linked our hands, holding them up. The winged ring with the diamonds and black sapphires looked perfect on her long finger. I had it made for her, and it had taken the jeweler several tries to get it exactly how I wanted it. His forehead was always slick with perspiration the moment I’d paid him a visit.
Serafina had caught me by surprise with her choice for me, but she couldn’t have chosen better. The black carbide with the ebony center didn’t feel foreign on my hand like I’d feared it would. I’d never worn any kind of jewelry, and I had thought I never would. Marriage had been out of the question. I’d never understood its appeal. I had companionship with my brothers, and I had enough women at my disposal for sex.
I’d never cared for any woman, except for Kiara maybe, but that was a different kind of caring. And then came Serafina, my angel, the woman meant to be my greatest triumph, and she was—only not in the way I’d thought she’d be.
“What are you thinking?” Serafina murmured, her voice slow and relaxed.
“That you are my greatest triumph.”
She peered up at me. “I’m the queen. You are the king. And you used me to put the Outfit in checkmate.”
Her voice was soft and teasing because she knew I didn’t mean it like that, not anymore.
“If anyone’s been checkmated, then it’s me,” I murmured. “You knocked me over, wiped away my resolve, captured my cruel black heart.”
She raised her head. “Neither of us has been checkmated. We both won the game. We got each other. We got Nevio and Greta.”
“You had to lose something to win.”
She nodded but her eyes weren’t sad. “I did. But losing something makes you appreciate the things you have so much more. I don’t regret a thing because it brought me here. I love you with every fiber of my being.”
I pulled her in for a kiss, still stunned that she could ever love me after what I’d done. I lightly traced the almost invisible scar on her forearm. “And I love you,” I murmured harshly. I never thought I’d utter those words to anyone, even though I’d admitted my feelings to Serafina before. “Because you brave my darkness every day, because you should run but you don’t, because you gave me the greatest gift of all, our children and yourself.”
“I brave your darkness gladly because your light shines all the brighter against it,” she said. I kissed her fiercely.
This woman had my cruel heart. She’d always have it.
I was cruel.
I was beyond redemption, but I didn’t care as long as Serafina … as long as Nevio and Greta saw something redeeming when they looked at me. I’d make sure I’d never betray their love and trust. And if anyone ever dared to take them away from me, I’d show those unfortunate bastards what I was to those I didn’t give a fuck about: the cruelest man of the west.
THE END