Page 21 of Hunted to the Altar (Caputo Crime Family #3)

I stuck my head between her legs and lapped at her juices. She cried out even though I knew she was trying not to. I smiled against her. She tried to tighten her legs around my head, but I trapped her thighs. Wouldn’t want her to think she could curse me to death and then escape.

I savored her taste. My teeth scraped against her gently and she detonated. I slurped up her fucking slick. She was delicious. I let her ride it out as I sucked on her clit. She liked that.

When she came down, I rose for air and saw the regret shining in her eyes. Before she could shut down, clamp up on me, I wanted to paint her walls with my cum.

“It’s my turn, little bunny.” I warned, wanting her to take part. I wouldn’t allow her to disassociate with me.

Her legs were still cramped in their position from her orgasm.

“Wider,” I growled.

She whimpered and gave into my command. I wanted to just push myself deep inside of her, but I needed another taste. Her delicious pussy would be a great way to die.

I would go slow.

“Please,” she gasped out.

I broke hearing her plea. “You beg me so prettily, little bunny.”

Her hips rolled forward. I moved my hand down her throat to her hip and gripped her tighter.

“Don’t move,” I commanded.

She stilled. It gave a needy effect. I had someone under my control. I thrived on that feeling. I stuck two fingers in her mouth.

“Suck.”

She didn’t ask questions, just opened her mouth wider and sucked me in.

She licked my fingers like they were my cock, which only made me harder for her.

While she attacked my fingers, I licked and sucked on her inner thigh.

I showed her how good it would be to have my mouth on her pussy.

She cried out when I bit a little too hard. She was so sensitive to me.

I licked the crease in between her legs and nuzzled her mound.

She wasn’t bare. I wished briefly for her to have a little less hair, but I didn’t focus on that.

I could teach her the way I liked her to shave.

Not that she was a wookie, but her hair was growing in.

I smelled her arousal soaked into her hair. I watched it cling to the strands.

I brushed my lips over her slit back and forth until she moved along with them. She strained closer to me, and I couldn’t hold back my laugh. She wanted this more than she realized. She wanted me. So I gave into that dark beast and allowed him to take over my mind.

“Beg me again, little bunny,” I demanded.

I watched as she cried and squealed asking for me. “Please, please, please–” She stopped.

I nudged her with a little bite on her clit. “Sir.”

“W-what?” She cried out her eyes glazed.

“When you address me, you call me sir.” I bit her clit lightly.

“Please make me come on your fingers,” she paused, gasping from the pain. “Sir.”

“Of course,” I murmured. I used my tongue to separate her lips and then ran it up and down her flesh.

I widened her legs. Playtime was over. I fucked her with my tongue.

The very things I wanted to do with my dick, I showed her with my tongue.

Repeatedly until she creamed all over me.

She wet my face from her juices, and I lapped it up like a dog in heat.

The beast settled in my mind and let me back into the driver’s seat. I didn’t care that we were out here where anyone could see us. I was too focused on my needs. Nina had relaxed on the ground. She looked satisfied, but I wasn’t done with her yet. There was so much more to come.

I went to roll her over, but Nina’s words stopped me in my tracks.

“Please don’t hurt me.” She sobbed.

I backed off completely to bring her back to us. She wasn’t present with me and that wouldn’t do at all. I wanted her sole focus on me. On this feeling. On what was happening here and now.

I forced her chin toward me. “Look at me, Nina.”

Her eyes flicked to mine briefly before looking away. I tskd. That wouldn’t do.

“Who am I?”

“Samuel?” She sounded confused.

“Who am I to you?” I asked hoping she would understand.

“Sir,” she cried.

I nodded. “That’s right, little bunny. Eyes focused on me. It’s just you and me right now, no one else.”

I pumped my fingers into her cunt a few times, ensuring she was still wet. She wasn’t as soaked as before, but she was still decent.

“Please, please, please fuck me, sir,” she begged.

Her begging hit me hard in the dick. I was standing straight up and ready to give her everything she wanted. I firmly gripped her hips and slowly fed myself into her tight slit.

“Fuck, your tighter than I imagined,” I groaned, glad I went through her medical history so I knew she was clean. She, not asking me, told me the type of men she had been with in the past. Ones who gave no fucks. I wasn’t that kind of man. I would always protect her.

Nina cried out as I bottomed out inside of her. I rocked my hips back and forth, savoring the feel of her wet heat.

“Harder,” she cried. Her heels pressed into my back as she tried to press me deeper inside of her.

I ran my fingers down her throat. “Who’s in charge here?”

“You are,” she whimpered. Her feet stopped pressing into my back.

“That’s right. I’ll give it to you as hard as I think you need.”

I kept slowly rocking. Her pupils dilated, but I could see the frustration in her eyes.

She wanted more, but did she really want me to release the beast I had such tenuous control over?

I continued to give her short, deep strokes until I couldn’t take it anymore.

I shoved myself inside of her harder than before.

My little bunny screamed out, but no one was going to help her.

No one was going to save her. Not from me.

I felt the flutters building inside of her.

Her walls clenched me. I had to pull out.

She cried at the loss, but I just flipped her over and pulled her ass closer to my chest. We could fuck like animals in this position.

It was then I let the beast have control. We rutted our little bunny into the carpet. I thrusted so hard into her, she was clawing at the floor trying to get away from me. I tsked and pulled her ass closer to me so I could slam deeper.

“Hold this position,” I snarled. My voice was almost inhuman.

The tingling sparks went down my spine. I knew I was going to release soon.

I licked my fingers again and rubbed her clit.

I gave her circular movements and, in what felt like only seconds but was probably minutes, she clamped down on my cock.

“Oh, my God,” she screamed to the heavens.

“There is no God. Just Samuel,” I grunted.

Then I roared my release as deep inside of her as I could.

I didn’t stop thrusting. I kept pushing myself into her repeatedly until my vision cleared.

I let my cock throb in her until my erection subsided.

Neither of us tried to move. The view I had was a good one.

As I pulled out, I bent my head so I could see my cum leaking down her thighs. It soothed something deep inside of me that I didn’t want to put into words.

I grabbed my little bunny bridal style and walked up the stairs to my room. I could feel the aches and pains that came from chasing my little bunny through the safehouse halls.

When I got to the first landing, I glimpsed Marcello walking from the direction of my office, but he averted his eyes and went in the other direction. That was good. I didn’t want to have to slit his throat because he saw my bunny naked .

I laid Nina on my bed. I needed to take care of her.

She hadn’t opened her eyes since they fluttered closed after her intense orgasm.

I couldn’t understand it, but I felt an intense connection to her.

I didn’t want to lose that feeling. I knew this was more than sex.

I wasn’t ready to put a name to it, but I was drawn to her more than any other.

It’s different with men. We don’t have a ticking inner clock that says we need to mate and have babies.

No, it hits us out of the blue. At least, that’s how it feels.

I grabbed a warm, wet cloth, painkillers, a glass of water, and cream.

I had been a dick. It was time she saw there was more to me than that.

I wanted–no, needed–her trust. I didn’t know how I would gain it, but I would.

I took my time trying not to wake her from her deep slumber.

At least, I hoped it was slumber. What if I broke her?

A genuine sense of panic swept over me. I almost called Dr. Mya to check on her, but I didn’t want her judgment.

It would take me out of the headspace I was in right now.

No, I could take care of Nina. If she needed more care, well, I’d cross that bridge when I got to it.

I wiped between her legs making sure there was no cum stuck to her skin. If she were awake, I would run her a warm and soothing bath, but this would work in a pinch. I could see the scratches and bruises that had formed from her fighting against me. She will be in some pain tomorrow for sure.

“Little bunny, open those eyes,” I muttered. I didn’t want to startle her. She probably was in a headspace that differed from her normal. That was my hope, anyway. There was a long pause, and then her long lashes rose, and I could see those haunting eyes.

“Open,” I commanded.

She opened her mouth, and I dropped the painkillers in her mouth.

I held the cup to her mouth. “Drink,” I demanded .

She gulped down the pills and water.

“Sleep,” I ordered her.

She glared at me.

The silence that followed was deafening, the air between us charged with unspoken words and unresolved tension. Finally, she closed her eyes, breaking the connection.

“You can’t keep me here forever,” she said, her voice steadier now. “One day, I’ll find a way out.”

I smirked, though the expression didn’t reach my eyes. “You can try. But you won’t succeed.”

As she rolled away, her shoulders squared and rounded in her sleep, I couldn’t help but admire her resilience. She was fire and steel, a woman who refused to break no matter how much pressure was applied.

And, God help me, I wanted her more than ever.