When Villains Rise (Anti-Heroes in Love 2)

It was knowing the great walls around her heart and the ones she carefully erected between her elevated mind and visceral gut were in ruins at our feet.

Because of me.

Because she trusted me to take her where she had never been before.

The power of it seared through me like a hot blade as I held all that glory in my hands. Unable to contain the savageness of my attraction, I released my grip on her hair, covered her back with my entire body and sunk my teeth into her neck over the mark I’d put there earlier that day. My hips punched brutally into that wet, velvet cunt, still trembling with aftershocks that wrenched my orgasm closer and closer to the surface.

“Vienimi dentro, capo mio.”

At first, the words didn’t register. I was so transfixed by the smooth, tight glide of my cock inside her, chasing my orgasm, that I didn’t hear the words and then, when I understood them, I thought I’d misheard.

Elena was all class and elegance, tightly wound conservatism.

Getting her to melt for me, to pant for me took work. Getting her to talk dirty, took coaxing and sexual coercion.

But there she was telling me in that breathless yet demanding whisper, come inside me, my capo.

And that was it.

The beast inside me burst free of its shackles and ravaged her. I held her down ruthlessly as I pounded into her hot pussy, my panting breath in her ear as I grunted and groaned at the ferocity of the pleasure boiling inside me. Seconds later, pleasure singed down my spine like a lightning strike and I exploded inside her, dick kicking hard against the tight vice of her cunt, filling her with spurt after spurt of hot cum.

She shivered as I filled her up, canting her hips up so I was locked deep inside her, at the very entrance to her womb.

Which reminded me, suddenly and shockingly, that we hadn’t been using protection and we hadn’t spoken about it.

“No condom,” I grunted, capable of only that as I pressed my face into her neck and breathed in the scent of her Chanel number 5 perfume and a fragrance beneath that was entirely sex, Elena and I mixed together elementally.

“No,” she agreed, but her voice was soft, almost tender. Gently, almost shyly, she placed a hand over my loose one still banded around her throat and the other around mine at her belly and she hugged me to herself. “It’s okay. Pregnancy is still a long shot for me, unfortunately.”

“And if it happens?” I demanded as something painful twisted in my gut. “If we make a baby? Because, Elena, I do not intend to stop fucking you and filling you with my cum.”

She shivered again, her light eyes catching my dark, shadowed gaze in the mirror. “I don’t know… I used to want to be married first, have the white picket fence American dream kind of life. But now…now I don’t know. All I do understand is that your world, maybe our world now, is a dangerous place to bring a child into.”

“Si,” I agreed, linking our fingers together at her neck, dragging our twined thumbs over her slowing pulse. “But not for a baby of ours. Not when he or she will have you as their shield and me their sword.”

Emotion flared so bright in her eyes it blinded me like sunlight on steel. She tried to cover it, blinking and lowering that expressive gaze to the sink as if it was vastly interesting.

I used our joined hands to tip her chin up, forcing her to look at me.

“There is no shame in anything between us, lottatice mia. I will not have you feel embarrassed of your emotions with me. Embarrassed of the dreams I hope you’ll come to share with me. Most people have reason to fear me. I’d end them without blinking for even a slight offense against me or mine. But you?” I brushed my nose up her elegant neck and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her cheek. “You have nothing to fear in me, capisci? You have had enough to fear in your life and I will break apart the entire universe if it dares to harm you again. Do you understand me?”

She bit her lip, the lipstick worn down to a pale red smudge. “It’s not you I’m scared of so much as I’m afraid of myself. I have the tendency to ruin every good thing I’ve ever had. And you are undoubtedly the best of them.”

I pulled my softening cock out of her slowly, moving my hand down to cup her drenched sex. Our mingled cum leaked between my fingers, slid a lonely trail down the inside of one thigh. I cupped her there and at her throat as I looked into those storm clouded eyes and made her a promise I never intended to break.