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Fabian

One night, that's how much time I was willing to give us. A man like me does not deserve to hold someone as precious as Helena, but I am a selfish man so, I was going to give us this one night.

Dinner over candlelight and the smell of fresh flowers.

And then I saw the look in her eyes when we left the restaurant. There was heat and a desire for the night to go on, but I needed her to say it. To be the one to push this forward because I didn’t trust myself around her.

And now, Helena has stripped me of any control I thought I had. I want her more than anything in my life. More than the title as the head of the Lorenzo empire. Around her, nothing matters. Not the money nor my family and definitely not the numbers

Her lips pressed against mine. That petite body rocking against me is what matters, all that ever matter after tonight. This girl has managed to worm her way into my heart, a place I was sure was airtight. No, I knew it wouldn't be just one night the second Helena suggested we take a walk.

It can never be just one night with us. Helena Jerkins belongs to me!

Mine is the only word that revolves around my brain as I kiss her, pulling the sweetness of her flavors and tasting the red wine we had earlier on her lips. She parts her mouth, letting me in so prettily, her quick submission shooting down to my aching cock. It’s not enough. Christ, I want… I need…

“More,” she whimpers into the kiss, echoing my thoughts. “Want more.”

So I give her more.

With a deep guttural growl, I tug off her coat and my hands are already searching around her dress to strip it off even before the coat touches my bedroom floor. I find the zipper and yank it down, causing the dress to tear but neither of us pays mind to that. My eyes drop to her body once she's undressed and Jesus Christ, she is a fucking masterpiece. Her fingers find the small buttons of my shirt, but instead of undoing them, they keep sliding down. Helena makes a deeply frustrated sound before yanking off my shirt and sending the buttons flying all over.

And then we’re kissing again.

Fuck, my balls are heavy, aching with need for release. I need to be inside her! Rut her… breed her. Christ, the thought of getting this precious girl swollen with my child drives me wild with desire.

I break the kiss to trail my mouth up her jaw, kissing the shell of her ear. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, Helena," I rasp thickly, biting her lobe and I feel her tremble against me. "You have no idea the restraint I had to exercise at the restaurant." I lick a trail down her neck, feeling her shudder against me as my mouth moves closer to her tits. "At one time, I wanted to swipe everything off the table, lay you down flat, and fill you with my fat cock." I look up to meet her gaze as I swipe my tongue over her beaded nipples. So perfect. Soft and rosy. Her tits are the perfect size. Oh, who am I kidding? Everything about this girl from the freckles on her nose to the way she smiles is perfect. "If I knew how wet you were, I might have just fucked you in that restaurant. Claimed you in plain view of the residents of Moth Hill."

“Oh God!” She cries out, her back arching when my mouth closes hungrily around her left pebble, tugging hard on it until she’s whimpering with sensitivity before giving the same attention to the other.

"You react so beautifully to my touch, angel," I say roughly, yanking open her thighs to reveal even more of that sex. Her pussy is clean-shaven, almost as if she was anticipating this moment tonight. Fuck! Just the thought of burying my face between her legs and tasting her sends my mouth watering with anticipation and cock leaking of precum behind my pants.

I drop to my knees, my eyes locked on the prize. There is a shyness in her body language when I lean in and brush my lips over her inner thighs. I groan when I catch a whiff of her soft peachy scent. “Have you ever had a man look at you down here?” I rasp thickly, grazing her thigh with my teeth before soothing the sting with my tongue. I run my thumb over her pussy, parting her feminine lips to reveal her pink sex with the little nub at the top. She jolts hard against me when I rub my thumb over the swelling clit, teasing it in small circles. “Have them touch you like this?”

“No,” she breathes. “No one.”

“Then let me show you what it’s like to have a man touch you!”

That is all the warning I offer before dipping my face between my legs and dragging the pad of my tongue over her wet valley, gathering her arousal on my tongue. A deep growl escapes my throat as her flavors explode in my tongue and maybe… maybe I should have expected this part of her to be equally addictive to the rest of her, but it still takes me by surprise.

"Fabian, oh God…"

Her cries barely register in my ear as I lap at her arousal, swiping my tongue over the valley. I raze her clit with my tongue, what was meant to be a teasing lick quickly turning into something more. Something feral. I am a greedy man and I want everything!

I want her pleasured sobs. I want to feel her pussy pulse wildly against my tongue, her juices to coat my chin and jaw and her body shudder over mine as I please her only I can bring her.

Only I will ever bring her because she is mine!

It seems she shares the same sentiments as she brings her left foot over my shoulder and buries her fingers into my hair. Her hips move feverishly over mine and fuck, I can feel her grow wetter by the second.

“Fuck baby, that’s it, ride my tongue!" I growl against her pussy, bring my thumb back to her clit, and rub circles on the swollen bud as she rolls her sex over my hungry lips. My cock leaks endlessly behind my fly but nothing matters more than bringing her pleasure and when it happens, it's a beauty to behold.

“Close, Fabian!” she sobs out when I turn up the speed of my thumb rubbing over her clit and keeping at it until she comes apart. She cries out, her back arching and tits shaking as she orgasms, coating my mouth and jaw with her arousal. “Oh God!” She whimpers, tugging hard at my hair as she rides out the dredges of her orgasm.

She is still trembling when I climb back to my feet and my mouth is on hers as I back her to the bed. “Get on the bed for me, angel,” I rasp, watching her climb into the king bed as I work to take off my pants. Her eyes follow my hands when I tug down the zipper but freeze when I yank down my pants along with my boxer briefs. Her gasp is audible when my cock bobs out, hard and angry.

“Fabian…”

Her wide alarmed eyes follow me when I climb up on the bed and settle between her parted thighs. I lean up and brush my mouth over hers. It's nothing more than a touch of skin meant to tease and when she leans up for more, I don't give in. "Nervous?"

“Who wouldn’t be,” she whispers, eyes fluttering to a close and lips parting over mine when I lean in for another kiss.

"I'll try to be gentle," I rasp against her lips, our breaths mingling hotly and when she opens her eyes to lock on mine, my throat threatens to close up from the trust I read in them. "I'll take care of you, angel."

And I mean every word I say. Not just in this moment but for as long as I live and breathe. I will do everything it takes to protect her. From the world, from my family or hers. From everyone. She’s mine!

“I trust you.”

I fist my cock and tuck the head against her entrance, her pussy clenching hard against my shaft that it takes everything in me to not slam forward and bury all my inches into her tightness and it’s a real fucking temptation. My balls ache from the pressure and my muscles are tense but I decide to take it slow. I’m panting like a dog as I try for patience, groaning in pain as I work my cock into her tight hole. "Fuck, you're so tight, baby!" I manage through gritted teeth as I push another inch into her tightness.

Helena brings her hand to my shoulder, her beautiful blue eyes locking on mine as she arches forward. She winces slightly when I slide another inch onto her tightness, but I can see it in her eyes. She wants this as much as I do and perhaps it doesn’t all have to do with pleasure.

There is heat and want between us but there is a connection. The need to not just merge our bodies together but for our souls to become one.

“Do it!”

I slam my hips forward, burying all thick inches into her sex, tearing at the thin barrier protecting her innocence. “Fuck!” I drop my face into her neck with a roar as her sex pulses hotly around my cock, wrapped around me so fucking tightly it takes everything in me to not spill on the spot. Christ, she’s tight. So fucking tight and warm and smooth. She’s perfect .

I clench my jaw, my pulse drumming like crazy as I try to reign in the need to come. It takes a couple of minutes, but it feels like forever before I can grasp onto the shreds of control I am barely hanging on to. I push back to look at the gorgeous girl whose virginity I just took. Her beautiful golden-brown hair is sprayed on the pillow. She looks like an angel. Her face is flushed and those pretty eyes are full of something akin to… gratitude.

“Hey, are you okay? I know it’s supposed to hurt–”

“I’m fine,” she whispers, smiling but then her eyes well up with tears sending panic unlike anything I’ve felt before flooding my system “I promise, I’m fine.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

She chuckles, tears spilling out when she does so. “God, I knew I would do something to embarrass myself,” she whispers, sliding her hand to my nape and pulling me down to kiss her. Her mouth slides needily over mine and I give in, kissing her back just as hungrily until she’s moaning and writhing under me. “It hurts a little,” she whispers into the kiss, pulling back to look at me. “But I like it too much to stop. Please don’t stop.”

“Helena…”

“Want this. Want you .”

Her words echo my thoughts and I lose whatever control I was grasping onto. I plant my right forearm over her shoulder, taking her in slow thrusts at first. I grip her thigh with my left hand and bring it to my waist which sends me impossibly deeper into her. She whimpers at the move, her sex flexing hotly around me but I’m only getting started.

“I’ve wanted to do this, have you, from the second I saw you,” I breath, entering her in fast pumps and increasing the speed of my thrust, slowly losing myself in the feel of her. She moans loudly as I slam harder into her, the bed rocking beneath us from the impact. “So fucking beautiful and I wanted you.”

“For sex?”

"More," I grind, slamming harder into her and drinking up her expression. She is so breathtaking, her tits shaking with every thrust and hips moving to meet me with equal need. "I wanted to possess you. Bask in your warmth. Take you away from that charming little home and bring you to mine. Make you mine!"

“And now?” she whimpers.

“There is no going back, Helena!” I growl, slamming forward and impaling my cock into her tightness. “Now, you belong to me. And not just for the night. You are mine, Helena.”

I don’t give her time to process the words before our lovemaking turns violent, nearly brutal with the thrusts and she loves every second of it. From the little whimpering sounds she makes at the back of her throat with her back arching with every thrust, I can tell she’s just as close as I am.

Mine!’

I jerk her knee higher to my waist and pound my cock into her, faster and harder. The wet obscene sound of our connecting flesh mingling with her pleasured cry. Ones that grow when I drop my hand between us and strum her clit with the middle finger, faster and harder until her breathing changes.

“Fabian… I’m so close. Oh God!”

"Me too, baby," I manage gruffly, grinding hard into her until I feel the familiar tingle in my lower back and the pressure in my balls burns stronger than anything I have felt before. Fuck, I can't hold back any longer. "Come with me, angel!" I strum her clit rapidly and she orgasms with a scream, her back arching off the bed and tits shaking as a rough tremble wracks her body. Her cunt clenches hard around my cock, drawing out my own climax and it only takes two pumps before I am coming with a roar, the muscles in my stomach clenching and releasing painfully from the intensity of it all. I never quite understood the pain and pleasure feeling until this moment.

Until her. The woman I intend to spend the rest of my life with. Helena Jerkins belongs to me and I will protect her with my life.

“Mine,” I say hoarsely, punching my hips forward and burying my seed deeper into her womb until she’s milked me of every drop. My body loses tension and I pull out of her, collapsing on the bed next to her. I pull Helena into my arms and she buries her face into my neck, her heart hammering in tune with mine.

“Thank you,” she whispers into my neck, her voice soft. “For tonight. For… everything.”

I tighten my arms around her, leaning to brush my lips and I know I should get up and clean us both up but doing that means breaking from the embrace and I don’t want to do that. I don’t want this night to end. I want to hold on to this girl forever if that’s how long it takes.

“Stay for the night?” I rasp and she is silent for a while before she hums.

“Okay.”

She seems a little agreeable, so I decide to pull out the big guns. “Tomorrow, I want to take you to meet my family,” I say, kissing her bare shoulder.

“But tomorrow is Christmas,” she mumbles sleepily.

“Yes, I want you to meet them at the Christmas dinner. I want everyone to see the girl I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.”