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One thick finger, then another slide inside me with care, gently stroking and scissoring up my passage as Lucca praises me in a flatteringly hoarse voice, “Good girl. Now you’re going to give me another one.”

“Oh, I…” I moan, back arching as he finds that soft spot inside that he scratches very gently, with just the tip of his fingernail and it sends me into a spasm. My fingers spread out over the skin of his back, absently marking the scar tissue and beautiful musculature of his shoulder, and my palms smooth down the bulk of his biceps and warm flesh. “Come here, velikolepnyy,” I pant, “I want to kiss you some more, okay?”

But as he slides up, I slide down, winking on my way before my mouth latches on to the thick head of his cock. “Oh, you bad girl!” he groans, and then louder as I smoothly slide him to the back of my throat, and then down it, not stopping until my nose touches the crisp curls at the base of him.

Pulling air in through my nose, I sigh happily. Lucca is thick. Impressively, perfectly, wonderfully, porn-star worthy, well, way past porn-star worthy thick. And throbbing in my mouth and I am going to make sure the first time he comes tonight is as strong as the ones he’s given me.

Cupping his heavy balls, I gently roll them between my fingers as I feel the thick muscles of his thighs tighten around my shoulders. “Mmmm-hmmm,” I hum helpfully, pulling off his cock, suckling the tip, and diving back down again. I can feel his sculpted abdominals heaving against my cheek. 

I want to make Lucca feel as overwhelmed as I do, knowing that I can make him feel better than any woman ever could. Any man, either. Anyone. And as he comes, I gleefully swallow him down, hearing his gasp as his beautiful body shudders. “You’re going to…” he pants, “you’re going to pay for that, piccolo bacio.” 

Rolling me over, he cages my head between his forearms, stroking the hair out of my eyes.

“I love you.” He says it so sweetly, this man who I know can decimate a dozen enemies in minutes, and I know this because I’ve seen him do it, but his fingers are so delicate that I can barely feel them. “I want to be inside you, but…” Lucca swallows, staring down at me.

“But what?” I ask, stroking his shoulders, and running a finger over his lips. This beautiful, perfect, kind man.

“Only if you’ll marry me. Not today. But soon. Because you are mine and no one else’s, not someone your brothers can promise to someone for an alliance,” he spat. “Mine forever.”

I put a hand on the side of his face, thumb tracing his cheekbone. “I only want you. I want to be your… I’ll be whatever you want. Your wife, your intended. I just want you.” The relief in his eyes makes me tear up a little, but I spread my thighs invitingly as he moves between them. The thought of looking a lover in the eyes has always seemed too… personal. Too intrusive. But Lucca and I stare at each other, mapping each expression and savoring each moan as he slides inside me, painfully slowly, one taunting inch at a time. “Um…” I wheeze when he stops at the top of me, groaning and dropping his head onto my chest. “You’re… give me a minute, dorogoy, sweetheart…”

“Dio, tesoro. God, baby… you’re so good,” he whispers in a newly dark tone that makes me shiver. “I’m going to fuck you senseless.”

“Oh- okay,” I whimper as this gorgeous, gigantic man begins moving inside me, agile hips sliding in, then scooping up and back to do it again. It stings. In the best, possible fucking way it stings and that is perfectly fine because the piercing on his cock is sliding along inside me, striking nerve endings like match tips and I am on fire. 

He waits until I come the first time, groaning as I tighten hard enough to hold his cock at a standstill until I can relax my convulsing muscles enough. It’s hard; I want to keep him inside me, feel the ring on his cock rub me into madness and he feels so perfect where he is. With a mischievous wink, he pulls me up, sliding his hands under my butt and standing, thick legs planted, and begins bouncing me up and down on his slick cock, making my thighs and his wet from my finish. 

“Go ahead and wrap your arms and legs around me like a howler monkey on a palm tree,” he laughs, “I love it.” 

I gasp and moan my way through another orgasm before his fingers tightened painfully on my ass and he joins me.

Barely conscious, I feel my beautiful, wonderful Lucca put me on the bed and wipe me clean with a warm cloth. “I love you,” he whispers, “I’ll love you forever.”

“I love you, sweetheart,” I mumble sleepily, “thank you for not giving up on me.”

“You never told me,” he says, rolling me on top of him and tracing shapes on my back. “What did your brothers ask about us?”