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☾︎ Maeve ☽︎
I narrow my eyes up at him, keeping eye contact as he wanders the gun up to my collarbones.
I lay my dagger back in between my bra and his head cocks to the side, "Why are you so stubborn?" He questions.
I scoff, "Why are you so high of yourself, baby?" His eyebrows raise at my mocking tone.
He strokes the gun up the side of my neck before positioning it in front of my mouth.
He taps the metal weapon against my lips, a playfully smirk on his face, "Open for me, amore." I examine his face before shrugging.
Two can play that game.
I smirk and open my mouth, taking his wrist and guiding the tip of the gun in my mouth.
I close my mouth around the gun, coating it with my saliva.
A heavy breath exits Silas' mouth at my actions whilst I raise my brows at him. He breaths in deeply as he retreats the gun from my mouth.
He smirks and clicks the safety on, this asshole could've shot me?
He puts the gun back in his holster before smashing his lips against mine, not giving me a chance to speak.
Silas tugs at the coat I'm wearing, letting it fall on the ground. I inhale heavily as his tongue touched mine, a sweet taste filling my mouth.
His hands grip my hips tightly, shifting my body closer to his. My hand is tangled in his smooth black hair, tugging and pulling.
Silas moves us towards our bedroom door, opening it as his lips are connected to mine.
We stumble inside while he shuts the door, locking it.
I whimper when he kisses up my jawline, resting a warm kiss under my ear making goosebumps rise on my skin.
My back crashes with the wall again as Silas kisses his way from my neck to my collarbones, leaving his marks on my skin.
"You love me?" I whisper, the sentence barely coming out of my throat. Silas pulls his lips away for a second, looking at me like I was asking him something dumb.
"So much," He breathes, his hands digging in my hips.
I smirk and hum, caressing my lips over his neck as his breath hitches.
My mouth strokes over his ear as I whisper, "Allora mettiti in ginocchio, vita mia.[Then get on your knees, my life]"
I force myself to pull away from him, only to see a teasing smile on his face.
His head is leaned to the side, his tongue rolling against the inside of his cheek as he lifts his eyebrows.
"Qualsiasi cosa per te, amore mio.[Anything for you, my love.]" His husky voice teases me, catching me off guard.
I didn't know he would actually do it?
Just kidding, I know he would do anything for me.
My eyes expand when he slowly begins kneeling before me, his eyes glued on my face as he does so.
"You look so good under me," I flirt and he hums, "Mhm, I do?"
He shakes his head slowly before his fingers hook around my pants, "May I?" His voice is sweet and pleasant.
"Yes." I breathe, looking down at him, "Also, weren't you angry five minutes ago?" I chuckle.
He unzips my pants, pulling them down harshly, "Amore, who says I'm not angry anymore?"
I ignore his words and step my legs out of my pants before throwing them somewhere in the room.
My heart starts racing in my chest when Silas rubs my thighs before spreading my legs.
"Already soaked I see," He chuckles, noticing my damp underwear.
My whole body shivers when his lips brush over my right thigh, kissing it gently.
He pulls his head back again, his hands latching around my underwear as he jerks them down in an immediate motion.
I pull them off completely, tossing them on the ground too.
The coldness touching my core makes me want to press my thighs together but before I could, Silas' hands are already wrapped around them.
"Put your leg on my shoulder." He demands and I inhale deeply before doing as he said.
I put my right leg over his shoulder, leaning my back against the wall.
A shiver rides up my backbone when Silas presses his lips to my thighs, leaving sweet kisses on the delicate skin.
I throw my head back heaving a sigh when I feel his soft lips come intact with my clit that's begging for his touch.
I hear him chuckle before he places another kiss on the bundle of nerves. I whimper at his actions while he grips the leg that's over his shoulder tighter.
A moan escapes my mouth when his wet tongue flickers over my clit, licking down my folds as he opens my legs wider.
My hand unintentionally land in his hair, tugging him closer.
I can even feel his smirk against my cunt as he licks his way back up my slit, his warm tongue whirling around my clit making me moan louder.
My chest rises and sinks too fast as the grip on his hair only tightens. His tongue makes its way back up to my clit, giving it more attention.
My eyes urge shut when I feel his fingers stroke up and down my slit.
A scream fills the room when he enters two of his fingers inside of me without a warning, not giving me a chance to take in everything that is happening.
I whine when I feel his tongue leave my clit but a moan flees from the back of my throat again when he speeds up the pace of his fingers inside of me.
My body jerks when he pushes them knuckles deep inside of me, hitting my g-spot on purpose.
My eyes open widely when I feel a cold touch on my clit, my eyes staring down at Silas who is now holding his freaking gun against my nub.
His eyes find mine as he smirks, a hint of anger also visible on his face.
Shit.
I don't get the chance to speak when he rubs the base of the weapon against my clit.
The cold touch of the metal makes it feel even better as I jerk my hips away from him, but he only grips my leg over his shoulder tighter.
His eyes maintain on mine as he warns me, "Tap any surface twice and I'll stop,"
I close my eyes at the pleasure when he continues grinding the gun against my clit, his fingers repeatedly hitting a spot inside of me that makes me see stars.
I whine when his fingers withdraw from my entrance but soon enough gasps are filling the room when Silas runs the tip of the gun down my slit.
My head is heaved back when the gun is placed against my entrance, unhurriedly circling it.
"You like that, hm?" Silas hums enjoying this too much.
I chuckle, my eyes fluttering close, "Seeing you on your knees? Very much,"
I notice the tiny smirk on his lips as he scoffs. My words can't seem to leave my throat when Silas pushes the base of the metal weapon inside of me.
He then adds his left hand, rubbing my clit with his fingers. I jerk away from his touch, the pleasure being too much for me.
The feeling in my lower stomach already tells me that I'm about to cum.
I'm about to come whilst Silas fucks me with a gun.
His gun.
"Look at you," He chuckles, fastening the speed of his fingers on my clit as he pulls the gun out of me, only to push it inside of me again.
"You want to come?" He teases and my eyes want to roll to the back of my brain, "Yes, fuck." I cuss, my breathing hastening.
I gasp when I feel my stomach start to untighten but the sensation is washed away too soon when Silas' touch leaves my body.
My eyes open in confusion while I see him smirk up at me. He stands up from the ground, tilting his head to the side.
"Too bad you can't," He whispers, placing the gun on the furniture next to him.
I breathe heavily, my glare piercing into his skin, "What?" I manage to ask only making his smirk grow wider.
He dips his head closer, brushing his lips over my ear, "Or you can beg and I'll reconsider making you come?"
Beg?
His words are throbbing in my head as I broaden my eyes at him.
"You want me to beg?" I whisper and he shrugs, "That's what I said, didn't I?"
"You're crazy if you think that I'm going to beg you," I snap and he chuckles as he tells me, "Your choice."
I slowly nod, my hands skimming over the belt he's wearing.
I push him back, making him walk towards the bed.
"If I beg you," I breathe and push him back as his back collides with the mattress.
He chuckles as he adjusts himself on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard.
I straddle his lap kissing his neck as I undo his belt, "Will you let me come?" I question, the belt is now in my hands.
He chuckles his black strands falling onto his forehead, "Only if you're a good girl,"
I hum, "And what do you think about this..." I place a kiss on his lips to distract him.
I then take his hands and lift them up towards the headboard.
I quickly wrap the belt around the headboard and his wrists before securing it so he couldn't break free.
"Be a good boy," I whisper while he glares at me, his jaw clenched as he tugs on the belt wrapped around his wrists.
"Maeve." He snaps meaning that I pissed him off even more, he rarely calls me by my name.
He inhales deeply, "If you don't loosen this fucking belt I will fuck you until you're crying, got it?"
I smile nodding, "What if I want that?" I whisper moving my hands underneath his shirt.
"What if I want you to fuck me until I can't walk anymore?" I tease, stroking his chest as I feel him harden beneath me.
"Don't ask for something you can't take," He breathes heavily. I tilt my head and chuckle, "I know that I can take it, amore."
I curl my hands around the pants he's wearing and raise my eyebrows at him, "Will you allow me to pleasure you now?" I ask and he throws his head back.
"You're going to be the death of me," He whispers, "Is that a yes?" I again raise a question.
"Cazzo, yes." He answers and I hum.
I pull down his pants and boxers as I gulp at his huge size, he doesn't fail to amaze me every single time.
He inhales deeply as I dip my head down, pressing a soft kiss on his lips and then his neck.
"Maeve, don't fucking tease or I'll-," He threatens before I cut his sentence off, "Or you'll what?"
"If I'm not wrong you're tied up now. You can't do shit," I smirk before kissing his neck again.
"Is this your favourite t-shirt?" I mumble, touching the black shirt he's wearing.
He sighs, "No, why?" I smile at his answer and pull out the dagger from my bra, positioning it at the top of his shirt.
Like that, I make a huge cut for me to rip his shirt open completely.
His abs caught my eye as I trail the dagger over them. Silas raises his hips, breathing heavily.
"What is it?" I tease, "You like my dagger?"
He scoffs before firing a comment back, "You like my gun?"
ϟ Silas ϟ
I'm about to fucking explode.
My breath is caught in my throat when mi amore sits on the mattress next to me, not straddling my lap anymore.
Her hands find the base of my hard dick, the muscles in my lower stomach instantly tightening.
She holds eye contact, smirking as she spits on my now swollen groin.
Her hand begins moving up and down, pumping my length in her hands.
Cazzo, she's so breathtaking.
I'm still fucking pissed at her, only if she knew what I would do to her the moment she unties me.
I will fucking ruin her.
Her cunt, her neck, her breasts, her whole body is going to be ruined by me.
I throw my head back in pleasure when her thumb swipes over my reddened tip, quiet moans leaving my mouth.
I'm already used to moaning around her so I don't even try to hold it back.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" She tilts her head as she begins stroking me faster, edging me to my orgasm.
"Fuck, I need-," My words flee from my mouth automatically but I cut myself off, not wanting to give in.
She hums, "You need what?" Her eyes gaze back at me, innocence being displayed in them even though she's nothing close to it.
"My mouth? You need my mouth?" She says, almost like she read my mind. I shut my eyes close when she circles my tip with her thumb, teasing me.
"Yes. Yes, I fucking need your mouth," I finally give in and I spot the minor smirk on her lips as she bends her head down.
She glimpses back at me before she takes me in her mouth, her back arched as she gives me a better look at her ass.
Cazzo, I can't hold myself back if she does this.
Her tongue swirls around my tip, stroking down the noticeable vein in my dick.
She lowers her head further, resulting in her mouth taking me deeper as I reach the back of her throat. She begins bobbing her head and swirls her tongue around my tip.
Her hands cover the rest of my dick that doesn't fit inside of her filthy mouth.
I clench my jaw when I can't grip her hair like I always do.
Who knew that this gorgeous woman would enjoy having control?
My eyes press shut when I feel myself start to come, my body going out of control as moans leade from my mouth.
"Cazzo, amore." I moan out and she does the same, the vibrations of her mouth making me lose my mind.
I buck my hips to meet her mouth and right when I'm about to come, she stops.
Her mouth withdraws from my desperate length, leaving a trail of her saliva behind.
I tug on the belt that is encircled around my wrists, a groan leaving my body.
I'm going to fucking kill someone.
☾︎ Maeve ☽︎
I smirk as I see him only get pissed more, his hands tugging on the belt as his dick is swollen begging to be taken care of.
"Now you know how it feels," I smile, swiping the pre-cum from his tip with my thumb before placing it in my mouth.
His body shakes and I don't know if it is because I just didn't let him come or maybe because he's angry.
"You're asking for it, aren't you?" He snaps and I laugh, "What if I am?"
"Should I let you come?" I tease him, gripping the base of his dick. His eyes close again as he mutters a yes under his breath.
"Mhm, I don't know." His eyes are forced open at my words, "Perhaps you should beg."
He blinks, his mouth falling open like he is comprehending what just came out of my mouth.
"Maeve," He warns me but I ignore him, "Beg-,"
"-Like the good boy you are for me," I add and he moans quietly even though I still heard it.
"No fucking way." He spat causing me to nod, "I don't do begging." He grits.
"Your choice," I mimic his words from earlier, "Now if you don't mind, I'll be in the shower pleasuring myself." I fake a smile at him and stand up from the bed.
I walk into the shower but stop again when I hear him groan, "Fuck this, come back." He demands and I turn around, tilting my head at him.
"Yes?" I ask while he throws his head back, "Cazzo, you'll regret this." He mutters before speaking up again.
"Please make me cum, please. I beg you," He almost cries out and my jaw almost reaches the floor.
I freaking did it. Holy shit.
But like I said, he would do anything for me.
My smirk grows wider as I head over to him, straddling his lap as I feel him underneath me.
He stares up at me with anger before he nods towards the drawer signalling where the condoms are.
"We don't need them," I breathe and he narrows his eyes, "And why is that?" He talks, sassiness in his tone.
"I'm on birth control for almost two weeks now, but I wanted to make sure that it was effective," I explain to him.
You know what they say, always be careful?
His mouth opens but closes again, "Or do you want to use the condom?" I ask and his eyes snap up to mine.
"Fuck, no." He whispers and I chuckle.
"But it's your choice, amore." He whispers, his voice soothing before he has a glare on his face again.
Did I piss him off that much?
I smirk and wrap my right hand around the base of his length, a heavy breath leaving his lips as soon as I do so.
My whole body shudders when I stroke the tip between my folds, teasing the both of us.
"For fuck sakes, Maeve." He snaps, "Put me inside of you." He demands and I roll my eyes at his despair before placing a kiss on his lips.
I position his tip at my entrance before slowly sinking down. My eyes widen as my breath hitches in my throat.
I didn't expect this.
Silas quietly moans out as his eyes are forced shut, his hands pulling and tugging on his belt as he tries to break free.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He chants as I sink deeper, feeling him hit a spot deep inside of me.
I clasp my hands around his shoulders, gasps exiting my throat as tears begin forming in my eyes.
I clasp my hands around the sweater I'm wearing pulling it off my head as I unclasp my bra.
"Oh, shit." I moan when I lift myself up, only to bring myself back down again. My hands travel to the back of his neck, landing in his black hair.
I tug his head back, kissing his adam's apple as I continue to ride him. The sensation of his length only intensified.
Wet sounds are heard through the room every time I sink down on him, my eyes rolling back as I only get wetter by the sight of Silas underneath me.
His head is thrown back, his black hair sticking to his forehead as his adam's apple bobs now and then.
His abs are on display for me as the veins in his arms are even more noticeable right now.
"Maeve," Silas whispers but his voice is stern, "Untie me," He pressures and I hesitate, still moving against him.
"Untie me." He repeats and I heave a sigh before reaching for his hands. I open the belt, his wrists finally free.
He throws the belt on the floor before wrapping his hands around my back, kneeling on the mattress.
Silas then moves to lay me down, my back meeting the mattress as his right hand holds both of my hands above my head, pinning them on the bed.
My back arches when he thrusts inside of me, slow and hard, "You wanted to be fucked so hard that you wouldn't be able to walk, right?"
He repeats his actions, hitting my g-spot, "This is what you asked for,"
I scream out when he pulls himself out of me completely only to thrust himself back inside. His hands let go of mine as I wrap my hands around his torso.
He dips his head down, placing his lips on mine. The kiss filled with hunger, with need.
I moan between kisses, my nails scratching down Silas' back, "Silas." I gasp, moaning his name.
Silas detaches his lips from mine, his dick hitting a spot inside of me causing me to see stars, "Good girl," He breathes.
"Keep moaning my name like that," He bucks his hips harder, "Remember who's fucking you like this."
He takes his left hand, pinching my nipples with his thumb and index finger resulting in my hands automatically scratching down his back.
"You know, I don't like the way scars look on my body." He breathes in my ear as my nails continue to scratch down his back.
"But for you, it's an exception," He whispers making me moan at his words.
He pounds into me before he speaks up again, "Mark me, amore. I'm all yours."
Tears fall from my eyes as he opens my legs wider, licking the pad of his thumb as he begins rubbing my clit in furious paces.
"Silas," I scream out but he doesn't stop, he pounds into me faster now but still hard. His thumb circled my clit in figure-eight motions.
"You're going to come for me, hm?" He asks and I nod repeatedly even though I don't certainly know what he's saying.
"Then come for me, amore." He demands and with one hard thrust, I do exactly that.
My legs are shaking as Silas continues to pound inside of me, chasing his own orgasm.
Not even a few moments later a moan leaves his mouth as he covers my lips with his.
He pulls himself out, coming all over my stomach. He gives himself a few strokes, spilling all his white liquid on me.
I breathe quickly as he places his forehead against mine muttering a fuck under his breath.
I inhale sharply, the aching between my legs not going unnoticed.
"I'm having the feeling that you enjoy it too much when I punish you," He chuckles and I roll my eyes.
"Why wouldn't I enjoy it?" I breathe, still trying to regain my normal pace of breathing.
"Let's get you cleaned up," He places a kiss on my forehead before he lifts himself off of me, standing up from the bed as he carries me bridal style in his arms.
My eyes flutter close, my legs proceed to tremble.
Silas brings the both of us into the shower and turns the water on, cleaning me up.
~ ~ ~
"We'll start with something easier to make, alright?" Silas tells me as he gathers all the ingredients.
I'm sitting on the kitchen counter not being able to stand anymore. Silas told me that we start my making lasagna because it's easy.
I'm just looking at what he's doing, trying to remember everything he does.
But his arms already caught my attention, his sleeves are pulled up as veins make their way up to his arms.
Holy fuck.
I watch as he cuts the ingredients, stirring some of them together.
He glimpses back at me, smiling as he shows me his dimples.
He approaches me, wrapping his hands around my waist before placing a light kiss in the crook of my neck.
"Try to remember everything I do-," He whispers against my lips.
"-Because we'll be making things like this for our future kids." He caught me off guard as I choke on air.
His arms retreat from my waist as he continues cooking.
He didn't just... He did.
"I love you so much," I throw my head back, unintentionally speaking what I was supposed to be thinking in my mind.
Silas laughs, "I love you too."
His laugh- Just kill me already.
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YALL SO THIS CHAPTER. YEAH, THIS CHAPTER... WAS SOMETHING ELSE. 😳
I hope it didn't disappoint, anyway this chapter took me a fucking whole day to write?! I'M TIRED BUT IT WAS WORTH IT.
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