Chapter 10
Beast
I’ve been home for two days and haven’t left Bella’s side or our bed much, until now. It’s time to take care of some unfinished business. We’ve had these two bastards hanging from the rafters in the shed for just over a week now. I’m ready to tear their asses up and finish them. They have been here without water or food and smell to high heaven from pissing and shitting themselves. I’m sure their muscles are stiff, and they’re wishing for a fast death right about now. I will give them death, but it won’t be fast, it’s going to be slow and agonizing. They are going to be my prelude to what I have in store for Antonio. I need this more than anyone knows and will ever understand.
Since I can’t get my hands on that sonofabitch just yet, these two shits will have to do for now. I gotta lot of pent-up aggression to get out of my system on this fucker Spooky for touching my girl and setting her progress back. It’s been pushed so far back, she’s having night terrors again. Even with me home and holding her in my arms at night.
Gator, Ace, Torch, and Bo are out in the shed with me. Ace and I are the only two that will be torturing these bastards unless I decide to be nice and share. My mother did teach me to share, so maybe I’ll be nice. I want this shit done and over with, so we can move on to finding Bella’s brothers and Antonio. At the top of my list, though, is spending some well-needed time with my girls. They both seem to need me in their own way. Gigi has become clingy ever since I’ve been home.
I don’t know how I went from being alone to having the love of my life in my arms and a little sister. I must have done something right somewhere along the line, I’ve not only got one girl I got two. Ya, it’s double the protection, but most of all it’s double the love. I never knew my heart could be so full of love and pure unadulterated bliss.
I have Dusty and Red on guard at my apartment, keeping watch over my sleeping beauties - Bella, Gigi - and mom. It’s after one in the morning, I just left Bella nice and sated after a couple of rounds of hardcore lovemaking, sleeping peacefully in our bed. Hopefully, she stays that way. I’m anticipating, this shit not taking any longer than two nights, to get the information we need from them. That’s why I waited as long as I could, two nights away from my girls is going to be hell, on all parties involved. These shithead men the most, I assure you, my devil is coming out to play, play hard on their asses.
Antonio’s men are still roaming around town somewhere. We have eyes watching out for them. They’re staying in the shadows, for now. They will slip up, dumbasses always do.
Since, I can’t be anywhere near Bella or Gigi for a couple of days - while I’m in beast mode - I want the prospects close to them. Gator and Blaze will be around during the day for them, in any way, they may need. Maddox had to leave today, or he would have most certainly been with them too. He didn’t want to leave, but he had Club business that needed to be attended to immediately.
I have to get all of this shit out of my system before I can see Bella and Gigi. I know I told her I wouldn't leave her again and technically I haven’t left her, I’ll be here at the Clubhouse, I just can’t be near her when I let the beast loose. She understands and wants them to pay as much as I do.
Once we’re done, I’ll clear my head and lock the beast back in his cage. Then and only then will I go back to Bella. If I was to see her before he leaves or even touch her... I shake my head cause I’m fearful that I will hurt her and I never want to do that to her.
I’m a true beast, a monster, an animal, a killer, and I never want her to see this part of me. Ever!
“Torch, Bo, strip them,” I tell them, leaving them to remove their stinky ass, soiled clothes. I head to the wall of tools, needing something that will hurt them, but not kill them, Gator’s orders. I know just how to start this show. I look over at the tools and find my tool of choice. Before leaving the wall, I also grab a couple of ropes and plyers. You never know when inspiration will hit, and you want to pull something out, right.
Now, it’s time to have some fun with these two worthless pieces of shit. Slow, painful, torturous kind of fun, remember very slow and very fuckin’ painful torture.
“Get four buckets of water filled and the high voltage battery chargers ready, boys. No one’s passing out on my watch,” I order, walking back over to Spooky and Devil, who are looking at me with blank, vacant eyes.
Once the buckets are filled with water and placed in front of each man, I give them yet another ugly job. Ya, I’ll be doin’ all the hurting, but there are just some things I won’t go near. That’s why we have the prospects here, to do the dirty work. Pun intended.
“I got one more job for you, boys. Then you can sit back and watch all the fun I’m goin’ to have with these fuckers,” I say, looking at the prospects with a devilish smirk and a wink. Hurting them like a motherfuckin’ bitch is going to be enjoyable. Don’t look now, but here it comes.
They walk over to me, and I hand them what I need them to use... clamps. They both give me a raised eyebrow and a look that says, “What the fuck are these for?” My devious grin grows even wider as I say with a laugh, “Clamp their shit up, boys. Make it nice and tight.” Yes, I just asked them to clamp their dicks with a clamp, it only seemed fitting.
All four of my brothers adjust their junk in their pants and grown. “Really, Beast, just lookin’ at that shit hurts,” Gator grunts with a small smirk. I just shrug my shoulders to them and continue to knot the ropes into a heaving line knot at the ends of both, just the way I want them. The ropes will absorb the water and hurt like a bitch when they make contact with their skin.
“Look, this is just part of the fun, guys. They wanted to fuck our girls. Shit, and they wanted us to pay them for us to fuck our women. So, this is just par for the course, the first part of the show, if you will. Not like they’re ever gonna need their dicks again once we’re finished with them.”
The boys do their job while bitching and moaning under their breath the whole time and I just ignore them.
Spooky and Devil make low groaning sounds the whole time since they won’t talk or scream. I think I even see a tear in one of Spooky’s eyes, what a pussy. Toughen’ up, man, this is just the beginning.
When they’re done, I move to the buckets and drop the ends of the rope in the water to soak it up. This is going to be bloody to start with and get worse as we go along. If you’re queazy walk away. Just a warning for you babe.
I’m wearing an old black shirt, and faded out, ripped blue jeans, they will go straight in the garbage along with my old boots when we’re done.
I think I’ll start with their legs, then work my way up their bodies to their ugly mugs.
Gator started questioning them when they got here, but of course, they never answered him. So, they had to endure a few beatings, nothing serious just smacked around a little.
“Okay, fuckfaces, first question,” I growl. My hands are starting to itch for the attack on their bare flesh.
“Who was the buyer for our girls? You got 30 seconds to answer before I go hog wild on your asses.” I smirk devilishly while counting to 20 in my head waiting for them to answer. Nothing comes out of their mouths. “10, 9, 8. Come on boys, if you answer me this will go easier. 4, 3...
“Okay, who wants to go first…” I give them two more seconds to answer or grunt anything, still getting nothin’, so I make the decision for them.
“Spooky, for the win. You’ll go first since you were the fucker that laid your goddamn hands on my wife, my ol’lady.”
I grab the rope out of the water and start hitting him along the front of his legs, breaking his skin in the process as I make my way up his body. Striking his stomach, groin, at his groin he finally growls at me, but he’s too weak to pull away from my hits.
For the next thirty minutes, I go to town on his body. Sending blow after blow to his bare skin, hammering the front and back of his body and small dick, breaking a couple of ribs in the process, I’m sure. I get nothin’ out of him, but a few weak grunts and moans. Sorry, the little bitch is trying his hardest to be a real man, that he certainly is not.
I go to move on to Devil, but before I pick up the rope out of the bucket, in front of him, Ace stops me grabbing my wrist.
“He’s mine. Since Devil had his hands on my girl, I’ll be doing the honors, Beast,” Ace growls.
“Sorry, brother, I got caught up in the moment. By all means, take your hits,” I grumble, handing the rope over to him.
He is all Ace’s to deal with after what he did to Jules.
See, this is what happens when I’m in my zone, it’s just me, and I go in for the kill. I know how to share, it’s not that, it’s just when I’m consumed with anger, it blinds me.
Ace proceeds in the same manner as I did, asking Devil the same question. This time Ace doesn’t wait long for an answer, though, and starts his beating on him right away. While he continues with Devil, I continue with Spooky and resume my interrogation and beat down on him.
Bo hands me the jumper cables, and I get to work placing them on Spooky’s chest, his right nipple with the negative and the left nipple with the positive.
We repeat the questions a few more times, while slashing the ropes across their chests and backs, still with no reply.
Spooky passes out, but Bo is right there with the bucket of water, to wake his ass up before I shock him again.
Devil’s next to pass out and Torch has his bucket ready behind Ace to wake his ass up too. The cycle continues with Torch right there with the water and the charger.
This goes on a few more times, then we end up turning the chargers up to the highest setting and electric shock them both at the same time.
Buzzzzzz is all you hear and burnt flesh is all you smell.
We pause, still getting no answers from these shitheads.
They look like hell, and I need to move on. I’m tired of the silence and need to break them soon. A man can only take so much before he breaks and spills his guts, literally and figuratively. We will have this asshat talking and telling us all their dirty secrets and more, I can feel it in my bones. The damn revelation we all know ain’t going to be good. Not one iota. It’s gonna be earth-shattering, lemme tell you.
We’ve been out in this damn shed for hours now. It’s early morning, and we’ve got nothin’ out of them, yet.
We continue beating and shocking them for a couple of more hours still with no answers.
Now, it’s early afternoon, and it’s time to move on.
We need to know what’s going on with those girls if we can track the other girls down, and maybe we can send them back to their families.
This shit can never happen in our territory again.
These shitheads are swollen, bruised, with broken ribs, bloody faces, and bodies, and still will not give us any goddamn answers!
I’m done playing! It's time to pull out the big guns and get creative. The beast is coming out to play, it’s time for some hard-core play. No more holding back, time for some adult play.
“Okay, Ace, I’m done with this child's play. Time for some hard-core adult play. Let’s paint, shall we? I feel like making a motherfuckin’ masterpiece out of these two assholes. How about you, bro?” I look over my shoulder at him with an evil grin on my face.
“Sounds good to me, brother. I’m not the best like you, but I can hold my own. Let’s do this shit, man.” He gives me the same evil grin.
“Bo, Torch, keep the ropes wet. I think I’ll let you boys have a little fun when we’re done,” I say devilishly, grinning evilly from ear to ear.
Time to make these fuckers talk by carving their shit up and beating the shit out of them some more. Since we can’t kill them, this is the best we can do.
I grab my knife out of my boot and look over to Ace seeing him following my lead. I think I’m in the mood for some sadistic artwork. A nice demonic carving on this fucker's chest, this should be good. I’ll tear up his abs and stomach while I’m at it, not like anyone is ever going to see them again, right. Ha, ha.
We’re going to go nice and fuckin’ slow until we get the answers I’m craving.
I start on the fucker in front of me, then Ace goes to town doing the same. I start with a huge circle and star covering his whole torso.
Don’t judge me. I want this bastard to burn in hell, so I’m sending him directly to the devil himself.
I drag the blade across his stomach, into his muscles, going deep, but not deep enough. I repeat my actions a few more times.
Holy shit, we finally hit a small victory. Spooky screams like a fuckin’ girl for the first time.
I move to his back, making sure not to insert the knife in any major arteries as I continue my masterpiece. I’m carving the shit out of his body and making a bloody mess.
Now, I’ve had my full, and I need to step back a minute to observe my work.
“Okay, Gator, boys, it’s your turn. Take your wacks on these sick fucks.”
I step back and give the guys and Gator their dues before moving on.
They throw the ropes and their fist at them, aiming for all the cuts we just made on their bodies. We get some more screams, grunts, and moans from these shitheads. Their breaking point is coming, it’s written all over their faces. Their pain level is at an all-time high, and they can’t take much more. After a while of watching them have at it, I stop them.
I’m ready to cut him up some more now. Yes, literally. I still have a big fuckin’ knife in my hand, and I want him to suffer. I press the tip of the blade into Spooky’s big gut before pushing it in further. I’m about to drag the blade up when he jerks back with a bit more energy than he should have. Then he screams like a little girl again. Yes, like a little fuckin’ girl, full on squeal and all. Straight out of a horror movie, the girl being chased by the killer scream, causing us all to laugh hysterically.
“Fuck, man, stop I’ll tell you whatcha wanna know,” Spooky squeaks out. Devil growls next to him after having the same incision done to his gut, but is still holding it together. He’s holding out for a quick death, that’s not coming anytime soon.
“Keep your goddamn mouth shut, just let them kill us,” Devil says through short breaths. Before I can punch him in the face to shut him up, Ace throws his fist striking his jaw.
“Not happening on my watch, buddy. I’m gettin’ my answers one way or another from you pricks or should I say this prick in front of me.”
I turn my attention back to Spooky getting in his battered face.
“Talk, motherfucker. All your brothers are gone, and soon you will be too, so spill.”
And that’s exactly what he does, for the next few hours, he gives us all the answers we require. He squeals like a mother-fuckin' pig while his friend tries to bitch and yell at him to shut up.
We keep Devil somewhat quiet, Ace and the boys shut him up with the wet ropes by giving him a beat down every time he opens his mouth. Devil is in bad shape, a few breaths away from his end, but still alive. The way Gator wanted him, for a few more days in case we have more questions for these two. Not like he’s giving anything up, though.
After hours of back and forth with this shit, we finally have all our answers. We now know who is involved in buying all the missing girls. Where they were sent, and what exactly is being done with them. It’s worse than we could have ever imagined.
The Hernandez Cartel has been paying the Macks Club to kidnap young girls. For the last year, and they have been shipping most of them to Mexico.
From there, the Cartel auctions them off to the highest bidders, around the world, and sells them essentially into sex slavery.
The girls they have been taking that are in their late 20s are sent to Germany, among other things, shipped out from the port in Miami. The shipping container I found on my honeymoon, that we couldn’t explain at the time, that is what it was intended for.
There is no way to get any of those girls back once they’ve left the U.S., sadly. There is no trace of them after they went missing, let alone when they entered Mexico, Columbia, Germany, or wherever the fuck they were sent to.
All the girls that have been taken are gone for good, they have vanished never to resurface again. It’s a damn shame, and unfortunately, this happens all the time, and we can’t stop it on our own.
The girls we saved in Georgia were damn lucky, but regrettably, that’s not always the case.
Fuck, this is horrible. That is a fate worse than death for those poor young girls.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. What the fuck is taking over our world? The devil, he must be walking among us, leading this shit show that is happening to those innocent children and women. The fuckin’ devil, I tell you, God save us all or take us all before its too late. Is the world coming to an end from all this shit or what?
Spooky also tells us the Mendez’s Cartel in Mexico has joined forces with the Hernandez Cartel in Mexico and Columbia months ago. Around the time Antonio staged his attack on the Castellani Estate.
The worst part of all this is that Antonio has been working with the Mendez’s, and is involved in all this shit. That’s how they found my Bella and Jules, he was the buyer for the girls.
Antonio’s plan was to get the girls, and he would keep Bella and sell Jules off. He has a man in the Hernandez Cartel that wants her immediately and is paying top dollar for her purity. I’m pretty sure that ship has sailed, but I can’t confirm that just yet.
With all the trouble my Club and I caused him, he wanted to teach us a lesson. He also has plans to sell off Gigi for marriage, being that she’s a young virgin. One of the men in the Mendez Cartel wants her. Selling both the girls off to Cartels it will cement their alliances and take them off his hands. He won’t get them, ever! Ace and my brothers and I will see to it that all three girls stay safe with us.
Fuck, fucker, fuckery. This cyclone just keeps gettin’ bigger and has become a fuckin’ Tsunami in no time at all.
The girls have to stay on lockdown until we end this. They are not safe outside of our fences or away from Ace, Blaze and me. No prospects can be alone with them either anymore, a patched member will only do.
Hell, maybe the whole Club should be placed on lockdown to keep all the women and children safe and away from this mess, at least until we end this shit once and for all. That’s Gator’s call as Club Prez, though.
We’ve known that each one of the girls had a purpose for Antonio, and none of them were good. I always knew he only wanted Bella to take over the Families. He wants Jules for money and the same as Gigi, but I didn’t realize how far he had gone to make all this possible. He doesn’t care about any of them, only his own fuckin’ greed. They are all a means to an end for him. Money, power, connections and fuckin’ greed.
What the hell happened to the boy I grew up with? When we were growing up together, I never saw this side of him. Especially, not with my Bella, I thought for sure he was in love with her, in his own twisted way.
I'll tell you one thing, and it’s that I never saw this coming in a million years. I’m sure Uncle Dominic and the guys didn’t either. What the hell happened to him to make him turn to the dark side? I’m at a fuckin’ loss for words here, blind sighted, hit over the goddam head, knocked on my fuckin’ ass by all this.
Now, I really can’t wait to get my hands on that sadistic sonofabitch and tare his ass up, literally. Death is too good for that bastard. I’m gonna torture him for weeks, no months, then pull his body apart and keep him alive while doin’ it all. When I’ve had my full, I’ll be burning the fucker alive.
I’m done with this bastard, for now. I need to clear my head. A shower is a good start and disposing of my clothes with all this blood on me. Then I’ll be able to see Bella and Gigi.
I have so much anger built up inside me still, I should probably hit the punching bag first, for a while. Oh wait, lookie what we have here, it must be my lucky day, I have a human punching bag right in front of me.
I spend the next hour or so, beating the shit out of Spooky with my fists, trying to get out all my aggression. It doesn’t work, and both men are a hairs breath away from their end.
Reluctantly, Gator orders me to stop, for now, and go cool off.
By the time we leave the shed, it’s early evening, and the sun is starting to go down. I text Dusty and Red to find out where my girls and mom are. I need time to run into the apartment and shower without them seeing the mess I am. I look like I just committed mass murder. Dusty tells me my girls are on an evening ride with the horses, then they are supposed to go back into the main building for dessert. So, they should be out for a while longer. Red is with mom in the main building, she’s making dessert for everybody.
I run to the apartment needing some time to myself to think. When I walk in it’s quiet, just the way, I require it right now.
I throw my clothes in the garbage bag in the bathroom, turn the water on steaming hot, then step in. I stand under the blistering hot water for a long time letting the heat soak into my sore, tense muscles. I need to concentrate on sending the beast back to his cage for now.
When the water begins to run cold, I get out and wrap myself in a towel.
Making my way back to the bedroom, I sit at the end of the bed. I get comfortable with my elbows on my knees, head bowed and my face in my hands with my eyes closed. It’s almost 8, and I know the girls and mom will be home soon. Gigi will want to see me and spend time with me before she has to go to bed for the night, she has school with Rosie tomorrow. Bella and I agreed her bedtime should be 10, Rosie likes to start at 8 in the morning and work her till 3. I know she hates it, but she knows it's only temporary. Next year, hopefully, we will be able to register her for her sophomore year at the local high school, and she can be around kids her own age.
I’m reflecting on the last 24 hours, trying to make sense of everything Spooky had to tell us. Probably the last thing I should be doing, but I can’t stop my mind from replaying it.
Thinking about Anton is not a good idea right now at all, it will only bring the beast back out. I need to calm my shit before my girls get home. My breathing is heavy, and I still want another round with my fist on that asshole.
We have Church scheduled for early tomorrow morning, and Gator will announce to the guys what we got out of Spooky. From there we will figure out together what course of action to take, where the Cartels are concerned.
Out of nowhere, I feel a silky, soft tiny hand on my bare shoulder, startling me. I was so consumed by my thoughts, I never heard the bedroom door opening, closing or her footsteps approaching me.
As soon as her hand makes contact with my skin, all the anger evaporates from my body and sexual tension takes its place. The beast is back, but this one isn’t angry, he’s horny and in need of release. My cock is hardening by the second. I need her closer to me, skin to skin, but I still fear I may hurt her. So, I move my hands to my sides, on the bed, and into fists not to touch her just yet.
She, on the other hand, has no such reservations what so ever as she moves closer to me, sliding between my legs. She takes a steady hand to the side of my face, gliding her fingers down to my chin. Raising my head to look at her, into her beautiful, loving, honey colored eyes and her gorgeous face. Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail.
Then she gives me a sexy, mixen smile as she kneels before me, ready to worship my cock.
I stay frozen, locked under her spell, watching her carefully run her tiny fingers down my chest, drawing her fingers around her name over my heart, along my nipples, and every defining line of my abs.
She makes her way down to my navel and stops to regard my eyes. When she see’s I won’t stop her, and I’m enjoying her touch, she continues.
Then she slowly moves her fingers to the top of the towel, around my waist. My breathing hitches, she gingerly moves them to unknot the towel, throwing it open. I’m wide open and exposed to her in more ways than one, and she has no clue what she’s doing to me.
She glides her soft fingers, lightly along my shaft. I was semi-hard from just her hands on my upper body, now I’m rock fuckin’ hard and throbbing, pulsing for more of her sweet touch.
She doesn’t break eye contact with me, nor do we talk. She grabs hold of my root in her tiny hand and strokes me a few times.
Licking her lips before leaning forward to kiss my tip, then drags her tongue around my mushroom head.
My heart is rapidly beating in my chest, and I gasp for air in my lungs, watching her like this is erotic. After circling a couple of times, she opens her mouth engulfing me between her luscious, pink lips, taking all of me into her warm mouth.
She’s only done this a few times, but damn is she a fast learner, knowing just what I liked already. Not like it matters, she’s all he wants, anyway she wants to give it to him, he’ll take.
She’s playing me like her own personal fiddle, running her tongue around my head again and into my slit around my piercing, then down and up the underside of my shaft. Shivers run through my body, and I can feel my nails in my palms as I tighten my fist. Her tongue is magical, and I’m mesmerized as I look in her eyes and watch her.
She loves to play, and before her, I wasn’t a big fan, but with Bella, everything is different and incredible. Everything feels a million times better with her, she holds all the power over me and my body.
She opens her mouth wide and takes me in slowly, nine inches all the way to the back of her throat. Her nose is getting tickled by my pubes. I absorb all the pleasure of her lovin’ on my cock, trying my damnest not to blow down her throat. Her pussy is the only warm hole that is getting my cum until I put a baby inside her.
She takes all of me in again, then comes back up and moves back down. She builds a steady rhythm, sucking on me hard, humming as she moves up and down at a moderate speed. Then she moves faster soaking my pubes with her saliva, bobbing her head faster on my shaft.
Taking one hand to my balls, massaging them, just the way I like it, and the other tracing along the inside of my upper thigh with her feather-light touch.
After a couple of more minutes of enjoying her mouth, I can’t take it any longer. I can’t hold back if she continues and I need my tasty treat first, her delicious pussy. I’m a starving man for her sweet cream.
“Stop, baby!” I say startling her. “I don’t want to cum in your mouth, I want your hungry pussy to eat up all my cum. Strip for me so I can eat that luscious, tasty pussy, baby,” I coo and she moves slowly back up my shaft with her mouth, but not away before placing a kiss on his head over my piercing. She slowly rises up from the floor before me, at a snail's pace, strips off her jeans and tank top. In record time, because I couldn’t take the deliberate torture any longer. She stands in front of me in just her pink lacy bra and matching thong. Then, with keeping up the same pace, she shimmies her panties, over her heavenly curves, and down her long slender legs.
She needs to be faster, the beast inside me is ready to tear her bra off and pounce on her. I’m yearning for her body, now!
I haven’t touched her yet, I’m longing for that first touch of her silky body. To feel every inch of her sun-kissed skin, and suckle on her breast.
Once she’s upright, she unclasps her bra in the back, the straps fall forward off her shoulders, and she removes it from her body. Then she finally throws her bra to the side with all her other clothes.
Standing completely naked at last, looking gorgeous with her sensual smile. I rise up from the bed, finally taking her in my arms, smashing my mouth to hers, spinning her around, and guiding her onto the bed. I break our kiss once I have her lying on the bed where I want her and stare into her eyes. I take her lips again for a slow, passionate kiss and her hands find their way to my hair. She runs her fingers around my scalp.
I keep my hands around her, on her back. Feeling her smooth skin is arousing.
Then I move down to her neck, licking, nibbling and sucking, working my way down her sinful body, till I land on my intended target. Her beautiful, pink, bare, soaking wet, delicious pussy. She smells sweet like honey. I can’t wait any longer to taste her, but I do tease her. I start with running my tongue on the outside of her lips, then I flatten my tongue along her seem and work my way down to her entrance before opening her flower. I devour her, swallowing up all her essence, slowly and tortuously making my way to her pulsing, throbbing, swollen, waiting clit. The second my tongue touches her pearl, her hips jerk up off the bed and she moans so loud, I hope no one is in the apartment to hear us. I love to make my girl sing like this for me, but no one but me gets to hear the music I make her body play. Her moans, gasps, screams are all mine, only mine forever.
I suck her little, throbbing nub into my mouth and show her no mercy as I gobble her down. I take every drop she drips into my thirsty mouth, like a man who’s been on a desert for months. I suck, nibble, working my tongue in every direction, writing her my own personal, private, love letter and a promise of a spectacular future together.
Inserting two fingers inside her warm channel causes her to witter, and she’s at my mercy as I rub against her tight walls. Working her g-spot fast, pumping my fingers in and out, in and out. Her hands tighten in my hair, grabbing ahold of chunks.
My tongue moves faster up and down, side to side, circles, and before long she's exploding in my mouth, raining out all her sweet juices all over my face. I eat up every drop she squirts into my hungry mouth, working her through her orgasm as she screams out my name in ecstasy. Her hands finally drop from my head to her sides.
This is one of my favorite things to do every day. Eating her sweet, tasty pussy, and ease her through her orgasm, I give her while sucking up every last drop of her delicious arousal, her body makes for me.
I crawl up her sensitive body with kisses, stop to suckle her nipples, waiting for her breathing to regulate. Then I make my way to her lips before slowly watching every inch of my cock disappear into her warm, tight cave. Heaven, that’s what I feel when I’m snug inside her warm body that I own every inch of, and her other most precious part, her heart.
I want to go slow and make love to her, but the hungry beast inside me wants more, needs so much more. I don’t want to fuck my wife, but I need to devour her fast and fuckin’ hard. I start off at a moderate speed, then I build it up faster and faster. It’s not fast enough for me, but it will have to do. I won’t push her too far just yet.
I clamp down on her hips in a painful hold, her hands make purchase of my arms, and she digs her nails in. Holding on for the ride and trying to pump her hips along with me.
“Harder, Gio, harder, I can take it. Please, take me the way you desire!” she shouts at me, sensing my need, and shocking the shit out of me with her willingness to please me. I look into her eyes and can see she wants it just as bad as I do. She can take all I have to give her. So, I do as I’m asked and pound her harder and faster, love-fucking my wife with everything I have in me. Tearing up her tight pussy, taking what I need and want from her body. Raising her legs over my shoulders and plunging into her with no mercy.
She purrs-moans loudly, loving the shit out of me tearing her up this way. It doesn’t take long for her to cum, so hard, squeezing the shit out of my dick it actually hurts. She screams so loud, her voice cracks out on the ‘o’ of my name, and it just spurs me on to go faster. Skin slapping skin, faster and harder as I go balls deep chasing my own finale. I’m so close, I can feel my balls tightening up and my spine tingling. I need this release to expel all my tension and toxins in my body.
Propelling into her at an ungodly speed, harder, faster, back, forth, in, out. She moves right along with me, wild for more. Clawing at my arms to help ground her.
God, I love how she lets loose with me and becomes an animal in the bedroom just like me. I give, and she takes it all with a wild twist. I’ve turned her into my little sexy, wildcat, mixen.
Two more thrust and I’m cumming so forcefully, losing my hold on her ankles and myself. I fall on top of her with all my weight, losing my vision and my breath in the process.
She’s still convulsing, clenching around my cock, or maybe she stopped and started again, I don’t know. All I know is my world goes black as I roar out my release for the world to hear.
Once I regain control of my body, I reluctantly withdraw from her warm body and turn us over on our sides. Scooping her up into my arms, we stay put for a while in the darkening room. I pull out her hair tie and run my fingers through her hair for a while. Sleep finally takes us both over for a few hours, before I consume her mesmerizing body again and again and again.