14.1

I resume my position on the seat and watch as he slides her panties down her long legs and lets her step out of them, her Valentinos still strapped to her feet. He trails kisses up her legs until he reaches the apex between her thighs. I watch him run his nose against her bare pussy and she spreads wide open for him. She watches me as he darts his tongue out, sending shudders through her body.

Watching the lust simmer in her eyes, I know I need more of her. I need to feel her blazing hunger, her fire, and her passion. She will come to me and she will burn for me before I take her and make her mine. For now, I will watch her be consumed, taken to the brink, and finally allowed to fall. I will watch and I will control because I’m in charge, and it’s time Valentina sees this.

My eyes burn into Leonardo. “Take her to the bed and restrain her hands.” The thickening in my pants is so hard it’s painful.

In one swift motion, Leonardo is back on his feet, his hands gripping Valentina’s waist, pushing her back towards the king-size bed. She lands on her back, her breasts bouncing from the movement. My eyes eat up every inch of her breasts, sending waves of agony to my dick. I’m going to need a long hot shower after this show.

Leonardo slides off his boxers, his hard cock springing free, and crawls over her, pinning her to the bed. She squirms under him and I hear a faint giggle as he settles between her legs.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you?” He says as he reaches around her back and unclasps her bra, pulling it off and wrapping it in a figure eight around her wrists, and securing the clasps around the headboard. She pulls at the restraint as he kisses her neck and trails his tongue down between her breasts and over her flat stomach.

“Leonardo,” she breathes and pulls at her wrists.

“Shh, baby girl,” he chuckles as he grabs her legs and spreads them wide, bent at the knees. His tongue running up and down her slit while her stiletto heels dig into the bed.

“Get her to the brink but don’t let her come,” I say as I watch her body quiver.

Leonardo’s gaze snaps to me, holds, then he nods slowly before he returns his mouth to her wet pussy. Ignoring Valentina’s death glare, I watch him start to suck and lick her clit as she gyrates against his mouth from the pleasure. After a few minutes of her soft moans, her muscular thighs tighten on either side of Leonardo’s head and her body starts to shake.

My cock strains against my pants but I ignore it. “Stop,” I growl, afraid she’s about to go over the edge.

Like a personal puppet, Leonardo stops and kneels up between her legs.

“Fuck.” Valentina’s voice is almost demonic, her body is covered in a sheen of sweat, and her chest rises and falls as she takes in gasps of air.

“What do you want next, all-mighty one?” Leonardo turns to glance at me, gripping his dick and stroking it to relieve some of the pressure.

My eyes take in her beautiful body, tanned and toned, laying with her legs spread wide and waiting. “Make her bleed.” The sadistic monster in me needs to see her blood.

Leonardo’s eyes regard me for a second longer than necessary, like he’s trying to figure out what kind of monster I am. “You’re a sick fuck.” He shakes his head at me and lowers himself on her body.

“Don’t even fucking think about it.” Valentina wraps her legs around Leonardo’s waist, pinning him in place.

“I’ve made you bleed before.” Leonardo kisses her mouth and moves his hips against hers.

I watch her hands tug on the bra, but it’s pointless, the harder she pulls the tighter the knot gets. Her hips start to move in time with his, and soon she forgets to hold her legs tightly around him. He moves down and takes her nipple in his mouth, working her clit with his fingers, her breathing becoming louder.

“Shit,” she cries out, and her whole body bucks off the bed. “You fucking bit me.” She tries to throw him off her.

“Only a little bit,” he leans back down and laps up the blood from her pebbled nipple. He slides his fingers deep inside her, working her up to an orgasm.

“Please, Leonardo, I need to come. Make me come,” she begs and moves her hips in time to his hand.

“Capo over there said I’m not allowed to.” A feral grin spreads over his face as he circles her clit.

“I fucking hate both of you,” Valentina groans and tries to press against Leonardo’s hand for relief.

“Sorry, babycakes.” Leonardo slides out his fingers and leaves Valentina panting like an animal about to lose control.

She kicks out at him, managing to kick him in the ribs.

“Fuck, do you want to stop?” Leonardo is at her side at once, cradling her face in his.

She looks up at him, her eyes gleaming with desire. “No,” she whispers.

The mere sound of the word no from her lips has me crazy inside. A need to make her scream for me not to stop, while I take what will be officially mine, has me shifting in my seat. Dark thoughts cloud my mind as I watch her sweaty body lying there tethered to the bed, unable to move. A sense of delicious victory slams into my chest. That one whispered confession, tainted by vulnerability and lust, proving what I knew all along. She is mine. I may not be the one giving her pleasure but she will feel ecstasy at my commands.

“Flip her onto her hands and knees. I want to see her pussy weep.”

Leonardo plays my command without skipping a beat, like the good little puppet he’s proving to be in the bedroom. Valentina turns without fighting it, unable to resist much with her hands still bound, and not mouthing off either. Like that little whispered confession meant as much to her as it did to me. She proved she wants this, more than she would care to admit.

Leonardo positions himself in the gap between her and the headboard, his throbbing cock teasing her mouth, her pussy and round ass facing me. She’s soaked and I can see her lust dripping down her inner thighs as Leonardo lazily strokes his cock in front of her face.

“Look at you, Principessa. On your knees with your pussy dripping.” My voice comes out all harsh and I try to control my need to release my pent up desires.

“Fuck you, Giovanni,” her voice is feral, trying to convince herself that she isn’t enjoying this. I know better. I can see the wicked ways her thighs tremor every time Leonardo touches her skin.

“Gag her with your dick.” I slice my gaze to Leonardo, he looks as pained as me.

He twists her hair in his fist and angles her face in line with his dick, pressing it against her sultry lips. She darts out her tongue and licks the tip, evoking his animalistic nature as he slams his whole length into the back of her throat, making her gag. He controls his movements and lets her adjust as he slides in and out in smooth even strokes while gripping her hair tightly.

The wet sounds coming from Leonardo fucking her mouth reignites the throbbing pain in my pants. My dick is so fucking hard it feels as though it’s about to explode. I watch intently as he drives into her mouth over and over again, making her moan louder. He snakes his free hand over her cheek and down her throat until he finds her bleeding nipple, pinching it between his fingers, making her jerk from the pleasurable pain, driving her lust higher.

“Free her hands and spin her to look at me,” I grit through clenched teeth.

Leonardo removes his dick from her mouth and unclasps the bra from the bed in one smooth motion. He grabs a hold of her face and kisses her deeply, their tongues dancing in a lust-filled haze. He pulls away and turns her so swiftly she lands on her hands and knees facing me, her nipple dripping blood spots onto the white sheets.

I hold her gaze, a rally of hatred and ecstasy bouncing between us. “Now, fuck her.”

“Thank fuck,” Leonardo groans as he slams his dick into her wet heat and throws his head back in relief.

Valentina’s eyes flutter closed and she braces herself against the mattress with her arms as Leonardo punishes her from behind, his fingers working her clit. He thrusts into her relentlessly, driving his cock harder and harder, the sound of flesh on flesh pounding in my ears.

“Watch me while he fucks you.” I lean forward and rest my elbows on my knees, impressed that her knife still sits snuggly against her thigh.

She defies me and bends her head down to look at the sheets below her, pissing me off. I launch out of the chair and grab her by the throat, raising her so she’s eye to eye with me. Her gaze holds mine in a show of defiance and passion. Her erratic pulse thunders under my fingertips as Leonardo continues his vicious assault on her pussy and clit. Her gasps turn into soft moans as her pleasure heightens and she grips my shoulders for support.

“Whose are you?” I growl in her face and squeeze her throat tighter, watching her eyes go wide in fear. “Answer me.” I pinch her bleeding nipple and smear the blood around her breast.

“Yours,” she whimpers, her mouth remains open as Leonardo never eases up on his pounding.

“You’re fucking mine, Principessa.” I lift my thumb to my mouth and lick the blood off, my eyes remaining on hers. My need for her turning into something savage and primal.

Her body starts to shake uncontrollably as tremors rip through her, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

“Holy fuck,” her garbled moans fill the room as her orgasm shatters her into oblivion. Her head drops forward, and I lift her chin so her eyes are locked onto mine while she rides the waves of ecstasy.

A low depraved growl erupts from Leonardo’s mouth as he spills into her in hard jerking thrusts. His gaze flickering from my hand around her throat to her ass against his pelvis, as he drives the remaining orgasm from him.