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Nicholas
Sometime in the present
Valentina Russo, as I have always known has always been a tease.
And tonight...she is taking it a step too far.
The moonlight shines through her window, giving me a perfect view of her. Not that I need one. The image of her is branded into my brain, just like everything else about her. She's an obsession that seems to grow more and more every day.
Downstairs, my half-brother Cielo's engine roars to life, and I hold my breath as he drives out of the mansion into the dead of night. He won't be returning anytime soon; I am sure of it. And so I can have my way with Valentina, his soon-to-be wife.
The girl that's always been mine.
Lying on her back, Valentina's legs are spread just enough to get a nice peek at the pussy into which I'm going to unload all my cum. My balls ache, they feel so full. Reaching down, I toss my gun aside and pull down my suit pants, the Calvin Klein boxers which I've already leaked precum into following right after. The head of my cock glistens in the moonlight. I grab my balls and give a little tug, but it does nothing to stop the ache. No, but her pussy will.
Why shouldn't it? She's the reason for it. Since she came stumbling into my life a little more than ten years ago, I've dreamt of this day countlessly. The day I claim her body as mine. The day she becomes mine.
Body, soul and mind. Like it was always intended to be.
Her chest rises and falls with soft breaths as she lies there sleeping, her big tits straining against her tee, her hard nipples trying to break free. She looks like a sexy innocent angel that was sent to bait a man's will, and she has.
I have always been her protector.
But tonight? I'm a different man.
Tonight, I'm a wolf. And I'll go insane for her.
Before she can react, I press my body against her, one hand over her mouth, the other around her throat. Cielo is not home, but the guards he's placed to watch over her are just outside the door. I can't risk them knowing I'm here. Her legs spread wider for me, and I feel her pulse pick up in her throat, but she doesn't try to scream. My cock is already rubbing against her pussy, the wetness turning me on even more. It takes me a moment to catch it, but I realize that it's too wet to just be my cum leaking from my cock — something that seems to happen when she's near me, even when we were younger.
She's wet. No, she's fucking primed and ready for me. I tighten my grip around her throat a little more, and I growl in her ear, her soft blonde curls tickling my face, "Mio caro," I whisper. Her green eyes turn glassy with unshed tears as I release my hand around her throat and replace it with my mouth. The need to leave a mark on her rides me hard. She moans into my hand, making me suck her harder. One she has this effect on me. Only she.
"I've missed you," she managed to say in between her soft moans. "I've missed you so much, Nicholas."
The sound of my name on her lips for the first time in ten years drives me even more insane. Using my free hand, I push her tee up to grab onto one of her tits. I knead and pull on one, making the nipple even harder. Her legs spread wider for me, begging me to take her.
It's like my cock knows where it belongs. Slipping through her pussy lips as it slides right home, thrusting to the hilt and her tight little pussy clenching around my dick. I close my eyes, trying to get myself under control, but she pushed me too far. I'm afraid I'll fuck her so hard she won't be able to walk tomorrow. And Cielo would know. God, I want to see his face so badly when he realizes.
I look down into Valentina's eyes and note the tinge of sadness in them. She's always had sad eyes, and tonight isn't any different. I also noted a different emotion. A newer one. Trust. Here I am, looming over her in the middle of the night, feeling dominant but I think I just played right into her hands. Not that I can blame her. I had pushed her away. Left without saying goodbye. She should hate me. Scream, hit me. But here she is, trusting me.
I can't fuck this up a second time.
"You're mine. Have been from the moment I laid eyes on you, since I sank into you years ago, took your cherry and claimed you. Do you understand me?"
She nods her head again, removing my hand from her mouth. I don't give her the opportunity to speak because I know questions will pour from her mouth. I still don't know what's happening, or what is going to happen. All I know is that she is mine. Cielo would have to kill me first before he gets to claim her as his wife.
I take her mouth with mine. Slow and sweet, letting her know this is more than just getting off, that I've missed her, and that she has driven me to the edge. She soon takes over, thrusting her tongue into my mouth, clinging to me like she never wants to let go.
I feel her trying to move her hips, wanting me to move with her. I'm barely hanging on to my control, and it doesn't help when she comes at me like she's starved. I release her mouth and flip us over, but before she can protest, I plunge my cock inside her.
"Ride me. Show me how much you want me." I've never sought out a woman's attentions before. I didn't have to, and I never craved the need to know one wanted me, but with her I need it. I love seeing how much she wants me. It's like an addiction. I feel like a puppy begging for a scrap.
It's not long before she's sliding back and forth on my cock, her juices coating me more. She looks like a goddess on top of me. Her hips sway, her tits softly bouncing, her nipples hard and begging for my attention, her head thrown back, her curly blonde hair so long it brushes my balls as she rides me.
Releasing one of her hips, I slide my fingers between her pussy lips, finding her hard little clit. Her body jerks in response, her juices covering me, making me wish I'd had the control to have eaten her cunt before I took her. I could have her taste on my mouth right now.
"Tell me you're mine, not his. You belong to me. This pussy should be filled by only me."
"I'm yours, only yours."
I strum her clit a little faster, her words almost sending me over the edge. I need her to cum, for her to milk my release out of me.
"Then cum for me. Work all that cum out of my cock. Take me deep inside you," I grunt. I marked her neck, now I want to make that same mark inside her; cover the walls of her pussy with me.
I feel her pussy tighten, and I know she is going to go off. I rise and pull her to me, catching her mouth with mine, swallowing the sounds of her orgasm. Her body jerks against me as I cum hard, deep inside her. Just when I think I've emptied all I can into her, my cock jerks again, releasing a little more inside her.
She collapses onto my chest, and I wrap my arms around her. "I missed you so much," she says again so quietly I almost don't hear her. I'm not even sure she knows she said it. Her breaths grow deeper, and I know she has fallen fast asleep.
I draw the blanket over her and wear my pants. Standing to stare at her for a few minutes.
I'm back, Mio caro. And I'll do anything not to leave your side again.
And that's a promise.
ValentinaA light goes on in the cottage and I jump, remembering how he'd caught me watching them that first day when they all moved in. What he'd said to me, his cryptic message to a twelve-year-old girl:Some things are better left unknown.Thinking back on it now, it's like he was reading my future.Someone moves around inside. I guess it's the new staff who live on site. Esmerelda Hendrick was staff, and often, Nicholas was treated as staff. I'm not sure how Mira could stand having them on their property, actually.I turn to go, not wanting to be here any longer. It's all too much. I set the binoculars on top of one of the boxes, deciding I don't want them after all. I take the photo with me and walk out of my house and into my car. I put the things inside, grab my dress out from the back and walk across to the Ricci house.There, I climb the stairs to the imposing front door. When I look at the sculpture beside it, I remember how Dad had lifted the heavy thing out of the arms of
ValentinaPresentI unlock the front door of my childhood home. I haven't lived here for over three years, but it's always been home. Now, though, since Dad's arrest and very public trial, since the federal agents trampled through every room, pried into every corner, and dissected every aspect of our lives, I feel more like a stranger here than ever. It's almost like they somehow erased the past. Like that past doesn't belong to me.I leave the lights out for a minute and lean against the closed door. I take a deep breath in, exhale. I need a few minutes. I want to hear the stillness of this place, smell the familiar smell of the house, and memorize it all before it is no longer mine.Moonlight shines in through the windows, illuminating the multitude of boxes packed and ready to be moved into storage. Whatever the FBI didn't seize, that is.It's only slightly warmer inside than outside. The central heating has been switched off for weeks. I unwrap the scarf from around my neck and se
Valentina"Cielo, come here and meet Tina, darling."Cielo looks up at his mom, then at me and he smiles, but there's something about him that makes me feel weird."Hey, Tina. Nice glasses," he says.I'm pretty sure he doesn't think they're at all nice.I adjust them, pushing them farther up my nose as my cheeks burn. "Thanks," I say, although I'm not thankful. I'm embarrassed. I should have put on my new glasses. They make me look a little less nerdy.Cielo's dad clears his throat. Cielo rolls his eyes but holds out his hand for me to shake. I take it and do the shaking because he just lets his hang there, limp."What's in there?" Cielo asks.I look down at what he's pointing to and remember the cookies. It feels stupid to have them now. I feel like a little kid."Tina baked some cookies to welcome you all. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" Dad says. He squeezes my shoulder encouragingly. I'm sure he knows I feel embarrassed. We're close, my dad and me. I guess that's normal when you do
ValentinaDad and I head out the front door, across the porch and down the long stairs that lead to the sidewalk. There's no fence between our properties, and each is set on a large parcel of land so even though we're neighbors, our houses are not that close—which is why it helps to have the binoculars.Gardeners and movers are all over the place as we make our way up the stairs toward the front doors of the Ricci's new house. They've redesigned everything. Our houses used to match almost exactly, but now where the stairs lead us to a cozy front porch with a swing and big, comfy furniture, theirs leads to a set of grand double doors in dark wood. It's pretty, and inside is really nice, but I like ours better. It feels warmer.Dad rings the bell just as two women open the door, carrying a heavy sculpture out. The thing looks like it weighs more than both of them together."Let me help you with that," Dad says without missing a beat, and he takes it from them.The women seem surprised b
ValentinaPastI watch out the window as the second moving truck pulls out of the driveway of the house next door. The driver takes the turn a little wide, and the front tire jumps the curb before he's out of our private little cul-de-sac. The house sold a few months ago, and I've been keeping an eye on all the construction. I even snuck over a few times to have a look around, but my dad doesn't know about that. I'll have to pretend I'm seeing everything for the first time when we go over to meet our new neighbors later today.Through my binoculars, a birthday gift from Dad, I zoom in on the movers carrying box after box into the house. I even get to look inside some of the rooms as a legion of workers unpack all the nice, new things. Downstairs is easier to see into since the windows are floor to ceiling. Upstairs, I can almost see into one of the bedrooms.Movement along the path from the swimming pool to the detached and much smaller cottage catches my eye, and I turn to see two bl
NicholasSometime in the presentValentina Russo, as I have always known has always been a tease.And tonight...she is taking it a step too far.The moonlight shines through her window, giving me a perfect view of her. Not that I need one. The image of her is branded into my brain, just like everything else about her. She's an obsession that seems to grow more and more every day.Downstairs, my half-brother Cielo's engine roars to life, and I hold my breath as he drives out of the mansion into the dead of night. He won't be returning anytime soon; I am sure of it. And so I can have my way with Valentina, his soon-to-be wife.The girl that's always been mine.Lying on her back, Valentina's legs are spread just enough to get a nice peek at the pussy into which I'm going to unload all my cum. My balls ache, they feel so full. Reaching down, I toss my gun aside and pull down my suit pants, the Calvin Klein boxers which I've already leaked precum into following right after. The head of my







