Mistress to a Monster

Stroking her clit, he allowed Milah to set the pace. At first, she was super still, not moving, not even breathing, or so it seemed, and then it was like she came alive for him. She started to move on his cock, taking him all the way in, then pulling off.

He kept on teasing her clit, and he felt her orgasm starting to build. Rather than stop, he pushed her over the edge, and only when she was completely blown away by her orgasm did he grab her hips and fuck her, taking his sweet time, watching his cock as he claimed her ass.

It was impossible to make this last, their first time together like this.

Her ass was so fucking perfect. He couldn’t control himself.

Slamming balls deep inside her after only a few thrusts, Damon threw his head back and groaned as he spilled his cum deep inside her asshole.

Mine.

All fucking mine.

No one is taking you away from me.

He collapsed over her but was sure not to give her too much of his weight. Conscious of her swollen stomach, Damon moved as they lay so he was spooning her. He hadn’t pulled out of her ass, and he wrapped his arms around her, putting a hand on her stomach.

“That was intense,” Milah said.

Kissing her neck, he breathed her in. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He laid his hand flat on her stomach and nearly panicked as he felt an answering kick.

Milah chuckled. “Not the best time, but I think our baby is saying hello.” She took his hand and placed it on her stomach again.

Sure enough, seconds later, a kick hit his palm. “Holy fucking shit. That is…”

“Incredible?” Milah asked.

“Yeah, does it hurt?”

“Not all the time. Sometimes. Our baby has a kick on them, and they like everyone to know they’re here.” She sighed.

Damon couldn’t believe it. He felt his child kick. It was a wondrous feeling.

Milah sighed. “This is nice.”

He kissed her neck. “And you better get used to it.”

“I think I already am.”

That was good, because he loved it, and he knew he loved Milah as well. He just hadn’t said the words. He doubted he ever would.

****

Tears fell down Milah’s cheeks as she closed the book.

Valentino and Alicia were together for a year. She sniffled. They had loved one another, and in those final days, Alicia had ended up pregnant with Valentino’s baby. They were going to marry.

She opened the book again and stared at Valentino’s scrawl.

I had no idea my love had been writing about us this whole time. One single book for a year of memories. Alicia Russo was a precious gem. No one will ever see this, they will never know the truth, but here it is.

I, Valentino De Luca, failed my family. The very first time I met Alicia Russo, I knew she was the woman for me. Not just because of her beauty, and she was stunning, but her eyes. They were full of life. They wanted joy and laughter, and to actually live. The second time I saw her, that life was starting to ebb away. This is what our life does to people, or at least the Russo does.

They are monsters, and I saw what her father was doing. He was killing that fire that made her special.

I couldn’t let it happen.

Alicia Russo deserved to fly. No, she deserved to soar.

So I did the unthinkable. I stole her. Kidnapped her. I never intended to harm her, but I needed people to think I was, and Alicia played along. She had no idea how I felt about her. How much I loved her.

She was my one true weakness, but being her captor was all that I allowed myself to be. Alicia was the woman to fulfill her own destiny. I was merely the man allowing her to be herself.

That first kiss, it would stay with me forever.

The night she came to me and told me she wanted to be with me, and only me, those memories I would cherish. This book is the truth of our love, and Russo, her father and her brother took her away from me. They killed her just so that I could not have her. Our baby was lost, and so was my woman.

They never claimed her body, and so I put her to rest where I will one day rest with her. My Alicia, I vow to kill every single one of the Russo men. I will slaughter them for taking you away from me. I love you more than anything else in the world, but to wipe out those men, I have to … marry.

You are always in my heart.

If these pages are ever read, then to the reader, know this, a De Luca’s love is not easily taken, and we’re not easily pushed aside either. I will avenge you, my darling angel. They will never know true happiness again.