Page 12 of One Savage Union (Crimson Bonds #1)

I nod and turn her back toward me once more.

I squeeze a generous amount of conditioner in my hands and massage it on her scalp.

She melts and relaxes her head against my shoulder while my mouth gets busy, stealing kisses all along the side of her jaw.

When I've rinsed the last of the conditioner out and feel her hair is sufficiently clean, I turn her around and thank my lucky stars as her lips melt into mine.

When we come up for air, I stroke her cheek. "Let me make you come, piccola. I want to make you feel good and watch you fall apart . I know you need it."

She breathes heavily and looks at my chest. I place a finger under her chin so she will look up at me, but she shakes her head and looks down again. "I don't… I can't…."

Her protests are half-hearted. She's nervous, not adverse. I tip her chin up to level her eyes on me again. "Are you innocent? Lucia? Tell me the truth and tell me now. Virginity is nothing to be ashamed of."

She blows a breath and closes her eyes, but I pinch her hip with my free hand, and she puts her eyes back where they belong, on her husband. Anger flashes in her gaze.

"I've had sex before." Her bravado grows, and she shakes her head. "I'm a grown woman, Fieri. You think I've never taken a dick before?!"

I wish I hadn't asked. Now all I want to do is hunt down every bastard that ever got the privilege of seeing her naked and claw their fucking eyes out before I kill them slowly, but I remain calm.

"How many lovers have you had, and when was your last one?"

Her eyes widen in shock, and I pull her from under the water spray.

"That's none of your business!" She hisses.

"Ahh, but that's where you're wrong, piccola.

It is my business, and I need to know how much that sweet cunt of yours can take because I will take it one day soon.

You will beg me to; our precarious situation will call for it.

There's no shame in your sexual history.

Just tell me so I can take care of you."

She shakes her head, and her eyes plead with me. "I'm not ready to have sex with you yet. It's too much and too soon."

Her honest admission tells me everything I need to know. She hasn't slept with many men because sex means something to her, but the sadistic side of me wants her to confess the number in her own words. I love her discomfort. It makes her vulnerable, and that's sexy as hell.

I nod. "Noted. Now tell me. How many lovers and when?"

"One, okay!' She yells. "Are you happy now? One! And it's pathetic. He was my boyfriend freshman year in college, so it's been about five years since I've had sex."

The beastly part of me is delighted. I'm sure that person did not know what they were doing at that age. I swiftly lift Lucia by her waist and press her against the shower wall.

"Yes, Lucia. I'm happy, and now I will make you come so hard you forget your fucking name and his. It will only require my tongue and fingers. Are you ready?"

She sucks in a breath and gives a slight nod. That's all I need.

"Good girl."

I drop to my knees and open her legs before lifting her body. "Place your legs on my shoulders."

She obeys, and I press her thighs open as wide as possible to hold her in place. Then I dive into my feast like a starving man possessed.

I lick her pretty little clit with enough pressure to make her drip on my tongue. She wants to push her pussy into my face and set the pace, but she can't at this angle. Right now, she's mine to control and tongue fuck anyway I want.

I feel her back arch against the wall as she clutches the back of my head with one hand and braces herself against the wall with the other.

"Oh, fuck!" She cries out, and I chuckle against her wet and open pussy.

I continue to lick from the crack of her ass through the wet seam of her pussy and back again while she shakes and grabs my hair.

Once I know she's on the precipice, I remove my head, and she whimpers.

I throw her a wicked gleam when I give her pussy two hard slaps and press my two middle fingers inside her to pump slowly.

"Oh, Fieri… please… please.."

I chuckle. "Do you need to come, piccola ragazza? Do my fingers feel good inside this tight, wet pussy? Should I make you gush down my arms?"

I press my thumb against her clit and apply pressure. She jerks and makes a low bleating noise.

"Please…" she whines.

"Ask me nicely, Lucia. Call me Roc. Beg your husband to make you come."

My thumb moves in soft circles over her clit, and I add a third finger inside her.

"Oh FUCK, Roc," she screams. "Please make me come, Roc, please."

"With pleasure, Lucia." I remove my thumb and continue to pump vigorously inside her and place my lips on her swollen little clit to suck it for all its worth.

She immediately blesses me with a gush of sweet cream and moans like a wounded animal as she slaps her hand against the shower tile in desperation.

Her body shakes and trembles, but I keep kissing her sweet pussy to make her ride the orgasm until there's not one sensation left.

When she finally stops convulsing and comes down from her high, I remove her legs from my shoulders and stand up. She slides down the shower wall, but I catch her and carry her over to the shower bench.

"Wait right here, wife."

She does as I ask and watches me return under the spray to wash my body.

I take my time and soap up my entire form, giving her the show of her life.

When I get to my hard cock; I pump it vigorously.

I grunt as I call her name while my wasted seed spills over the shower floor.

One day soon, it will be deep inside her.

Lucia's eyes dilate, and I know I can have her for a fucking dime right now, but it's not time. She needs food and rest.

I rinse off and then pick her back up in my arms. She's silent when I bring us out of the shower, and she doesn't say a word while I towel dry her hair and body.

Lucia makes no sound when she takes the towel and returns the favor.

Her touch makes me hard as a fucking rock again, but if she notices, she doesn't let on.

Turning away from her, I walk to the bathroom closet and pull out two fluffy, warmed-up robes. I place one on Lucia, who yawns as I tie her sash. She's exhausted. Then, I quickly place mine around my body. I take her hand and lead her to the bed, where a silver tray with food awaits us.

A small smile breaks across Lucia's face as her stomach grumbles.

"What's all this?"

I chuckle, opening all the domes to reveal every dinner food imaginable. There's pasta, steak, chicken, steamed vegetables, mashed potatoes, rolls, and cheesecake. Lucia picks up one roll and starts nibbling, and she moans when she bites into the buttery bread.

"If you keep making noises like that, I'm going to rip that robe off you and eat your sweet pussy again for dinner."

Lucia blushes. "Please don't. I don't think I can have another orgasm like that. I've never come so hard in my life."

She will have many.

I nod. "Good, that's how I want you always to feel." I walk over to her and lift her onto the bed. Then I open her legs and kneel on the floor between them. She observes me as I take a spoonful of potatoes on a fork and bring them to her mouth. "Here, let me feed you."

She swallows her bread. "Roc, that's unnecessary. I can…"

I cut her off with a wave of my other hand. "If you tell me you can do something yourself again, I will put you over my knee and tan your hide. We've been through this. You can do many things, but why should you if I'm here to serve you? Now come. Open your mouth for me, piccola ragazza."

She obeys, and I place the fork in her mouth.

As I slide it out of her mouth, her tongue licks the salty potatoes off the fork.

It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen. As I fix my lips to tell her so, I hear a loud "Boom," and the food rattles to the floor.

The building shakes as two more thunderous booms crash against it.

Fuck! He's here.

My enemy is trying to breach the doors.

Lucia screams and falls into my arms as I curse the universe.

I wanted at least one night of peace to prepare my wife for what was coming. But there's no putting this war off any longer. I

I hope Lucia's ready.