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  There was no one on my short list of possibilities when it came to the happily ever after deal, and when it came to making my cock happy, she had all the others beat by a nose. I could live with that.

  I had the lie all worked out in my head by the time I made it back to the house with the priest. She was in the den, still sitting in front the TV, I felt a moment of guilt for leaving her here alone and didn’t question the feeling too deeply.

  I don’t believe in that love at first sight bullshit, but when she turned and looked at me in the doorway, I swear she did something to my heart. Something I chose to ignore for now. I wasn’t doing this for any other reason other than that it was practical and made more sense. I was doing her a favor.

  “Hey baby, I’ve got something for you.” She looked at me curiously as she stood from the couch and made her way over to me. Here goes, this shit was going to come back to bite me in the ass, but it was the only way.

  “I know you don’t remember this, but you and I were planning to renew our vows. I have the priest here waiting so go on upstairs and put this on.” I passed her the garment bag with the little cream colored cocktail dress I’d bought her.

  Her eyes lit up and she gave me a quick kiss before hurrying up the stairs to do my bidding. No guilt, I’d come to terms with my decision between the jeweler and the dress shop. Besides, why the fuck should I feel guilty, at least I wasn’t just gonna fuck her and put her aside when I was done with her.

  We were married half an hour later. For some reason, I could breathe easier now, go figure.

  The priest had barely cleared the door before I had her riding my cock upstairs. For someone who’d been a virgin just the day before, she sure loved to fuck. And right on the back of that thought, another one hit.

  I flipped her over onto her back and stretched her arms out above her head. “I’m going to give you a son Natalia, my son.” She tightened around me and fucked even harder than before. I guess she liked the idea.

  I buried my face in her neck as I pounded into her, when that wasn’t enough I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and drilled into her deeper. She screeched and reached her hands down to her pussy, I guess I’d gone too deep on that last stroke.

  “Take it.” I didn’t let up on her; she was my wife, my fucking wife. The word seemed to flip some switch in me, because all I wanted to do was to stay inside her sweet, hot pussy for the rest of the day.

  When I came, I held still inside her for a long time after, making sure my seed stayed in there. “I’m going to give you many sons and daughters Natalia, remember that.” She sucked my tongue into her mouth after that and didn’t let up until I started fucking into her all over again. It was going to be another long night spent breaking in her little virgin pussy.

  Chapter 11

  For the next few days, we hardly left the room. When we weren’t fucking, I was conditioning her for the day that her memory returned. Ingratiating myself into her heart, mind and soul, to combat whatever the fuck was coming at me when that day finally came.

  “Gianni…”

  “I know love.” I had her on her hands and knees on the bathroom floor. We hadn’t even made it out of the shower good, before I was taking her down and mounting her from behind.

  “Your pussy feels too good babe, can’t blame me.” Each time I tell myself I’m gonna go easy this round, one look at her, one touch of her pussy around my cock and that shit goes out the window.

  She wasn’t much better, the way she pushed back against my cock and begged me for more. I’d taught her how to play with her clit while I fucked her, and she couldn’t seem to get enough of it.

  “Push your fingers inside with my cock.” She dug her fingers inside her already stretched pussy, the added friction against my dick was almost too much and I had to pull out before I came too soon.

  I went after her pussy with my tongue next, while fingering her tight ass. I’d introduced her to ass play this morning, taking her anal cherry while she sat on my cock. She was a natural. After the initial pain, she’d ridden my cock with her tight ass until she’d passed the fuck out.

  With my tongue in her pussy and two fingers in her ass, she came in my mouth with a scream. I knelt behind her and drove back into her pink pussy, lifting her ass higher so that I could fuck her as deep as it was possible to go.

  Her knees must be hurting against the marble floors, as she skidded on and off my cock from my heavy thrusts.

  “I’ll never let you go Natalia, remember that.” I emptied inside her with my teeth in her neck, marking her, claiming her. My words made her do her screeching thing, as she clamped down around my dick, and flooded me with some more of her warm nectar.

  Everyday I watched her. Looking for any sign that she was close to remembering. When two months, then three went by with still no sign, I relaxed a little, but I didn’t fool myself into thinking that it would never happen.

  My family had come out of hiding and gone to their respective homes. They understood the situation, because I’d explained it to them. Whether they agreed with me or not, no one had said, but they’d agreed to stay away until I told them different.

  I still hadn’t found the mole in my organization as yet, but things had gone back to normal. The talk about the assassinations had died down, and no one seemed to have connected the deaths, so we were in the clear there. No one in the news I should say.

  There was a lot of speculation among the other families though, as to what had really happened. I didn’t need the glory and fame; those two things were a fast way to land someone in my position in the clinker. I was satisfied just knowing that I’d done what had to be done.

  I’d pulled some strings and cleared up her past life. I’d signed her out of school, telling them that we were married and she was putting her education on hold for a while. Of course I had to deal with her disappearance, her father was in the public eye after all.

  I was able to get around that by the skin of my teeth. No one questioned the decorated navy SEAL too closely, when he said that his new wife was in mourning and was too distraught to make any statements. Those who knew of the unsavory connection between my family and her old man, or his dealings with the underworld, weren’t saying shit.

  I didn’t bother with her friends or any of that other bullshit, and the only thing I’d taken from her dad’s house, the one time I’d broken in, were her childhood memories. There was a family album and some journals and other shit I’d found in her room. Those I was keeping for later, I’m sure she’d want them.

  All her clothes and personal belongings had been left behind, she had no uses for them; I will provide everything she needed from now on.

  The day we found out she was pregnant, I kept her in bed under me for hours. She was like a fucking drug. If I’d thought her pussy was gold before, it was nothing compared to the feeling I got, fucking her, while my kid was in her. The shit was like a spark or some fuck.

  “Stay still or I’ll stop.” She was laughing and trying to follow orders, but I knew she wouldn’t be able to. I had her on her back in the middle of the bed, with her legs spread. Lying between them, I was teasing her with my tongue and fingers, driving her out of her mind.

  I licked her deep once, making sure to get her clit with the tip of my tongue on the way out. She loved having her clit licked. “Fuck my tongue, but don’t move anything else but your ass or I’ll stop.” I love these little games we play in bed, can’t say that I’ve ever done that shit before, but with her, I was finding a lot of firsts.

  She moved her hips against my mouth, fucking my face, getting it all wet. When she’d had her second orgasm, I climbed up her body and fed her my cock. Now that she was already breeding, I could spread my seed wherever I wanted to. Her ass, her mouth, her tits. I loved spraying her tits, or the small of her back just before it met her ass. Then again I loved cumming on her tongue too…

  “She licked the pre-cum from my cock, before taking it in her hand and sucking down on it. �
��I want in your throat again baby, try not to gag this time okay?” She nodded around my cock as I fed her more of my eleven inches. She could only hold me in her throat for a short time, but each time she was getting better at holding me in longer.

  It was my turn to fuck her face, which I did by grabbing her hair in my fists and stroking in and out of her mouth. When she reached between her legs with one hand and stroked my excess cock meat with the other, I shot off in her mouth, remembering to pull back at the end lest I choke the poor girl.

  Chapter 12

  We couldn’t spend all of our time fucking, so eventually we came up for air. My family was bitching about meeting her, especially the women, but I wasn’t ready for that. Not until I saw how things played out after her memory returned.

  The stupid fuck doctor would only say that there was no way of knowing when that might be. I had been gearing up myself for it, that’s why I’ve been holding a part of myself back from her. I have no doubt that she was going to hate my ass when she did remember, but I wasn’t about to let that change anything. She was mine and she was staying mine.

  She’s only seen the softer side of me in these last few months. She has no idea of the man that she had told not an hour ago that she loved him. Every time she said it, I stored it away for later. I knew it to be true, she could barely have me out of her sight for more than ten minutes before she hunted me down.

  I was finally making some kind of progress in finding the mole. Through the process of elimination, I was able to narrow the shit down, now all I had to do was draw the fucker out of hiding. Which meant I might have to leave her for a little bit today. I’ve been keeping my travels to a minimum, because I wanted to be there when she finally came back to herself.

  I was pretty well prepared for the fight I was going to have on my hands, but the bottom line was, no matter what, I wasn’t letting her go; ever.

  “I’ll be gone for two hours tops babe.” I rubbed her little tummy where my kid slept, as I fed her my tongue.

  “Where the fuck could this prick be hiding? You guys checked all his usual holes you’re sure.”

  “Yes boss, it’s like he’s in the wind, no one has seen him for weeks.”

  If I hadn’t been so caught up in her, I would’ve figured this shit out sooner and the bastard would already be dead.

  I checked my watch; it was already way past the time I’d told her I would be back. “Let’s go home.” At least I knew who I was looking for now, I could put the word out; it won’t be long before I caught him in my net.

  One of the men I had patrolling around the house approached as soon as we pulled up. “Your cousin’s here. We couldn’t turn him away, he said you two had a meet…” I shot him before he was finished. No one gets in means just that.

  “Get rid of his dumb ass then come up to the house.” Damien dragged him away as I headed for the house. Had he heard us pull up? I calmed my heart as the thought of him alone in there with her made me blind with rage. Never go in with anything less than cold emotion.

  I eased through the backdoor and slipped off my shoes. With my gun at the ready, I made my way through the house. I heard her first, her voice soft and pleading, she was scared. Keeping to the wall, I made my way to the study where the voices were coming from.

  “Not to worry, when I take over, I’ll keep you around as my side piece. You’re the only one of my cousin’s leftovers I wouldn’t mind having. Umm, you smell so fucking amazing. The first thing we’ll have to do though is get rid of his brat.” He made a sinister laugh here and I could only imagine her fear.

  “No please, who are you, why are you doing this to us?”

  I raised my gun and whistled as I reached the open door. That moment of distraction was all I needed to put a bullet in his neck. The look of surprise on his face as he hit the floor was priceless.

  I walked past her on my way to stomp his fucking head in, and that’s when the screaming started. I knew before I turned to look at her, she’d remembered. Well fuck!

  Chapter 13

  She flew at me in a rage; claws bared and tears streaming down her face. “You killed daddy, you murderer.” I let her pound my chest until I heard the others running through the door.

  “Take care of him.” I picked her up, kicking and screaming and headed for the stairs. In our room I laid her on the bed and pinned her there with my body. “Stop it.” I’d rehearsed this shit in my head a thousand times, made my peace with what had to be done.

  Moving to my side I pulled her into my arms letting her scream and punch me until she was hoarse and she had no more strength left in her arms. When she was down to silent tears and hiccoughs, I pulled her head into my chest and started talking.

  “Your ‘daddy’ murdered my grandfather and tried to kill my dad and brothers. I did what I had to do and I won’t apologize for it. You’re mad and you’re hurt, but understand that this changes nothing.”

  “I hate you.”

  “Three hours ago you loved me more than life, you’ll get over it.” I’ll be fucked if I was going to feel guilty for killing that fuck, I felt for her yes, but I would do the same thing all over again.

  When she started her shit again I turned her onto her back and leaned over her. “Settle down before you hurt the baby.” That seemed to knock the wind out of her sails for a second, before she tried to spit on me.

  “Alright then, I was willing to give you time to come to terms with this but since you want to be that way; let’s really give you something to hate me for.” I tore her panties down her thighs and pushed her legs open with my hips. Reaching between us I released my cock, which was always hard these days and surged into her.

  She couldn’t control her body’s natural reaction to mine. I’d programmed her that way in the last few months. “Ah, see, your mouth hates my guts but your pussy can’t get enough of my cock.” I thrust hard into her for emphasis.

  She struggled beneath me, which only sent me deeper into her. “That’s right, fight me, I love the way that shit feels around my cock.” She stopped all movement or at least she tried to. I went after her clit and she was soon fucking me back the way I’d taught her.

  I fucked her into the bed. All the anger and frustration at the situation in each pounding thrust. “It doesn’t matter, nothing else matters but this.” She tried turning her head when I reached for her lips with mine, but being the bastard that I am, I wouldn’t even give her that. Taking her head between my hands I held her in place for my tongue.

  “If you bite me, I’ll fuck you harder, then I’ll tan your ass.” She was breathing fire but she didn’t try to bite me. “Kiss me.” she was playing the buttoned lip role, I wasn’t having that shit. I teased the corners of her mouth with my tongue as I rubbed against her clit as I stroked into her, making sure I hit her G-spot on each inward glide.

  Her anger was no match for my onslaught, I pulled out all the stops, using her own lust against her. She bit me when she came; I bit her back, only I made sure to leave my mark over her nipple when I did. That set her off again and had me following. “Mine, you’re mine.”

  I pulled out and left her on the bed to go see what the guys had done downstairs. My fucking cousin, the little puissant actually thought he could eliminate my whole family and take over. His mother was my mother’s younger sister, she had nothing to do with the family, never had. She was too good for us it seemed, but her fuck of a son had delusions of grandeur.

  I should’ve known the little fuck was involved; he’s always been envious of my brothers and I. Too bad he never outgrew that shit. I called my family with the latest news, at least now they were free to move around without constantly looking over their shoulders.

  Now I had a crazy woman on my hands; from one fuckery to the next, it never ends. There was nothing I could do to change the past, she was going to have to deal with the shit; how she chose to do that was up to her.

  For the months that she’d had no memory, I’d decided on a course of action. She
wasn’t going anywhere, that was first and foremost, and since she already thought I was a bastard anyway, there was no reason not to fuck her into submission. If I had to keep her locked in that room for the next twenty years, so be it.

  “Natalia get your ass back in here.” She was heading for the door; I don’t know where the fuck she planned on going, since she was never going to get off the estate but she had her bags packed.

  “My name is Natalie.” She kept going.

  “Natalia, I’m going to count to three and if you’re not back here you’re not going to like the consequences.” It had been three days since her memory returned, and it has been a constant battle of wills. The only time she wasn’t cussing at me or threatening me, is when I was fucking the shit out of her.

  She fought with the door trying to get it opened. I came down the last three stairs and went after her. “Let it go.” I pulled her hand away from the door and we struggled there in front of the door. “You wanna play? Fine, let’s play.” I took her down to the floor with her back turned to me.

  “Get off me Gianni, I don’t want you.”

  “Too bad, I want you, I always want you.” She was no match for me as I stripped her jeans down to mid-thigh, before plunging into her. “Is this what you wanted? All you had to do was ask.”

  Her pussy was already juicing on my cock. “You’re such a little fraud.” She screamed invectives at me even as she pushed back for more cock. “Yeah, that’s it take my cock, WIFE.” For some reason it pissed her off when I called her that, so I’ve taken to doing it every chance I got.