Chapter 34

Cole's POV

Selfishly speaking, me wanting to ravish Cassie in front of Viktor is more to do with showing him who she belongs to – a show of dominance – than anything else. I would gladly worship Cassie anywhere in front of anyone, but I'm doing it here and now as a statement to the scum chained to the ceiling.

Cassie.

Is.

Mine.

He will never lay so much as a hair on her, ever again. And he needs to get used to it.

Hearing Cassie proclaim her love for me and willingly letting me have ownership over her, it sent a rush of pride and heat through me. Heat that is still very much present and making itself known as my cock strains against my joggers. Cassie is wearing nothing but my shirt and her underwear, giving me deliciously easy access to her.

With my hands still wrapped around Cassie's waist, I lift her up and angle her so her back is against the wall and her heat is directly in front of my mouth. I briefly look up at her to check she has enough room above her head, then I dive in. One of Cassie's hands lands on my shoulder, the other tangled in my hair as I latch my lips to her clit, sucking it into my mouth with the right amount of pressure that I know drives her crazy. Her moans and the noises she makes only serve to egg me on as I use my tongue to lick up and down her slit. When I reach back up to her clit, I let my tongue unleash its assault on her. With my tongue, I thrust up into her. And then a second time.

Then a third.

A fourth.

A fifth.

By the sixth thrust, I've lost all patience.

I can't hold back anymore. My need for her is too strong.

I raise her higher up, positioning her so my cock presses against her hot core. Wrapping one hand underneath her ass to hold her up, I use my other to rip her underwear off of her and toss the torn fabric carelessly on the floor somewhere. After I rub myself through her wetness, coating my head in her slickness, I line my cock up with her entrance and drop her, slamming her down onto me. She gasps at the sudden sensation, her hands flying around my neck and clutching onto my shoulders.

With both of my hands encircling either side of her waist, I ram into her. My hips thrust into her, back and forth, at lightening speed. Hard and fast, just how she loves it. Cassie's loud moans echo off of the walls throughout the entire basement, and God, do I love hearing them.

"Fuck, gattina. That's it, squeeze me tight." I say when I feel her walls clamp around me.

I thrust my hips even faster and mia gattina's eyes roll into the back of her head as she cums.

"Yes, my little slut. Coat my dick in your juices. That's it. Such a good girl."

I rub her clit with the amount of pressure I know she loves, and she screams, squirting all over me.

"Daddy, please. Non posso. È troppo." [I can't. It's too much.] she pleads, her tears welling in her eyes as I don't let up.

"Si, piccola. Puoi. Oppure avresti usato la tua parola di sicurezza." [You can. Or you would have used your safe word.]

Cassie whimpers and I lock eyes with her.

"Hai bisogno di usarlo?" [Do you need to use it?] I ask as I take my hand away from her clit, leaning in just mere inches from her lips as I slow my thrusts.

She shakes her head and I spank her clit.

"Words." I demand.

"No Daddy, I don't." she breathes out, breathless.

"Then shut the fuck up and take it like my good little slut."

That makes her moan, and she begins to gyrate on me.

"Good fucking girl."

I pick up my speed again and as I bring my hand up to her throat, I hear chains being rattled around from behind me. I stop with a thrust so deep, Cassie gasps and puts her palms on the front of my shoulders, as though she's trying to push me away, and I smirk. Leaning in so my lips skim Cassie's ear, I feel her shiver against me.

"Do you trust me, gattina?" I whisper in her ear.

"Si, Daddy. You know I do."

Putting her down on shaky legs, Cassie looks at me with scrunched brows, clearly confused. I turn her around so her ass is resting against my dick, and I spin us both around so we're facing the scum strapped to the ceiling.

Bending Cassie over, I grab the inside of her elbows and secure them against her waist, my hands easily wrapping around her small frame in one swift motion. Using my hips, I guide my cock to her entrance and shove myself back in, savouring the way she gasps and moans in this new position. I pull her back into me every time I thrust forward, forcing myself deeper into her until I feel her clenching, clearing on the brink of her orgasm. Pulling her up so her back is flush to my front so we're basically fucking standing up, I lean forward slightly, tilting my head down until my lips skim the edge of her ear.

"You wanna cum principessa?"

I release one of her arms to wrap my hand around her neck. Cassie follows me, her hand coming to grasp my bicep. Whether that's because she needs the extra support in order to stand, or because she can't bear to be apart from me, the move has me groaning.

"Yes. Please-" she gasps as I squeeze and hit that spot deep inside her, "please Daddy. I need it." She whimpers, the sound making me feel even more savage than before.

"Look at him. Tell him who you belong to and cum, my good little slut." I whisper in her ear.

With a loud moan, I feel Cassie's walls squeeze around my shaft as her orgasm hits her.

"DADDY!" she screams, her body convulsing as she comes.

I hear a growl in front of me, and I look up at him, a smirk gracing my lips.

Viktor's eyes are dark with murderous intent as he looks at me. I remove my hand from Cassie's neck and grab a handful of her hair, pulling her head back towards me.

"Good fucking girl, gattina." I say quietly, kissing the column of her neck and causing her to whimper.

"That enough!" he declares like I'm supposed to give two shits.

"You're right." Cassie pants, taking me completely off guard.

"Gattina?" my grip on her hair loosens and I can hear that my voice is laced with a hint of anxiousness and nervousness, but I don't think anyone else picks up on it.

"He's seen enough. I can't be around this scumbag anymore." Cassie turns her head to the side, looking at me as she continues. "I want you to treat me like your fuck-toy, lupo. But him? He doesn't deserve the luxury to see it."

I lean down to capture her lips. Cassie turns around, making me slip out of her as she brings her arms up to wrap around my neck. Wrapping my hands around her waist, I lift her up and she wraps her legs around me, our lips staying connected the whole time. Turning around without another glance, I walk down the walkway and head out of the basement, ignoring all of Viktor's protesting and shouting.

As I walk us out of the basement and through the house without a care in the world that anyone could see us like this, Cassie begins to kiss down my neck, shoulder and chest, making me growl as my cock begins leaking more and more precum. After practically leaping up the stairs, I manage to kick the door open. Once I'm close enough to it, I throw Cassie down on the bed. Turning around and locking the door, I look at her. The way her lips are slightly parted from anticipation, how her thighs are covered in her own juices, and even her nipples are standing at attention for me.

"Do you remember earlier when I told you I was still mad?" my voice is deep with lust as I stare at Cassie, her throat visibly moving as she gulps.

"Si."

"Well, gattina," I start as I take slow, measured steps towards her. "I do believe I've just found my outlet." I lick my lips as I reach the end of the bed, eyeing her delicious body.

Her eyes widen and, from the corner of my eye, I watch the flattening her foot on the bed as though she's about to run from me. I reach down and grab her by her thighs, pulling her whole body to me so her core is directly underneath where my cock is jutting out. Leaning down, I keep one hand on her leg and bring the other up to wrap around her throat, squeezing with enough pressure to cut off her air supply without crushing her windpipe.

"Oh gattina." I chuckle. "You have no idea what I'm about to do to you. Once I'm through with giving you the thorough fucking you deserve, you won't be able to walk straight for a week."

I release her throat and, using the grip I have on Cassie's leg, flip her on her stomach. Before she can even squeal, I pull her up by her waist. I hum, looking at her as she rests her head on the bed, her back arching and ass in the air.

With one hand on her hip, I grip myself by the base with my other, guiding the tip to hover millimetres away from her entrance.

"What's your safe word, gattina?"

"Rose." she whispers, breathless with anticipation.

The second that word leaves her lips, I thrust into her, unremorsefully.

I harshly grip onto both of her hips, pounding into her like there's no tomorrow. I thrust against her spot, and she looks like she needs to burst open.

"Oh, oh, OH." she screams.

"Si, gattina. Scream for me." the slap I land on her ass echoes loudly in the room.

"DADDY! Please, please can I cum? PLEASE?!"

"Already?" I laugh at her mockingly.

"Please Daddy! PLEASE! PLEASE CAN I-"

"No."

"PLEASE! I can't hold it in, Daddy, I can't. Please, please can I cum for you?" she pleads.

From the sound of her voice, she won't last much longer.

"No." I repeat simply.

She groans out in disapproval as I continue attacking her g-spot with inhumane speed and force. Gattina begins to contort her body away from my assault, seemingly trying desperately not to cum.

Slap.

"Stay the fuck still." I demand of her.

"PER FAVORE! Ti sto implorando. Per favore, lasciami venire. I don't know how much longer I can hold it." [Sir, PLEASE! I'm begging you. Please let me cum.] she cries out.

Slap.

"You wanna cum, gattina?" I taunt her.

"So badly. Così malamente." [So badly.] she whimpers.

I grab a handful of her hair, pulling her up so her back is flush against my chest.

"Cum for me, gattina." I say as I lick the shell of her ear and squeeze her throat with just the right amount of pressure.

Cassie finally releases, cumming so hard that she begins shaking against me and arching her back at the same time. Her high fades out after a while, and I begin my assault again, rigorously abusing her swollen core. I restrict her hands behind her back, making her fall forward slightly so her torso is in the air and her knees are spread out on the bed.

I reach a hand around Cassie's front, bringing my hand up to wrap around her throat as I pound into her from behind.

"Fuck gattina. You're squeezing me so tight, I have to fight your pussy just to fuck you." I rasp in her ear.

My words cause her to clench around me, suffocating my cock and trying so suck me in as I pull out.

"Yes, principessa, just like that." I groan, which only seems to make her moan louder.

"Daddy…" she whimpers.

"Talk to me, gattina. Tell me what my good little girl wants." I thrust harder– deeper – making her gasp.

"Oh my God. Daddy, I'm gonna cum. Please can I come?"

"Hold it for me gattina." Cassie groans in response, and I slap her ass.

"I'm almost there. You can do it for me, princess."

I slide my hand down from her neck and start playing with her clit. Cassie bucks against me as I play with her sensitive bud, rubbing it in circles. I pound into her faster, feeling myself right on the brink of my orgasm.

"Cum for me gattina. Scream my name and cum." I bite into the side of her neck and – like my good girl – she cums for me.

Her core clenches around me, setting me off as hot stream spurt into mia gattina. I pump into Cassie a few more times before we both collapse, my slipping out of her in the process, much to my dismay. I lay on the right of her, careful not to fall on her and crush her under my weight. Encircling an arm around her waist, I pull my kitten against me, both of us still out of breath and panting.

Cassie turns in my arms, bringing us chest to chest, and burrows her head into the space between my neck and shoulder. Our breathing evens out after a few more moments, and so I stand from the bed.

"Daddy? Where are you going?" mia gattina asks, eyes drooping and very clearly on the verge of sleep.

"Shh, baby. I'll be back in a second. I'm not going far." I assure her, pressing a soft kiss against her plush lips.

Going into my en-suite, I take a clean towel and wet it, cleaning myself off and rinsing it out. With the damp cloth in my right hand, I go back into the bedroom and find Cassie exactly how I left her.

Her left arm bent and hand resting by her shoulder, her right elbow resting on her waist and the rest of her arm resting on the bed, her left leg is almost straight, and her right leg is bent, her knee and thighs parallel with her waist.

The picture of pure perfection.

Walking over to the bed, I sit down next to my sated fiancée, lifting her leg up. As the cloth touches her legs, she begins to stir.

"It's okay gattina. Shh, it's just me." I say when she tries moving away from me.

"Hmm." she smiles, looking down at me.

After throwing the cloth to the corner of the room – having decided to deal with it tomorrow – I push myself up the bed, lying next to Cassie and dragging her into me. She nestles into my chest, her head resting just below my own. I press a kiss to the top of her head, and I just know she's smiling.

"I love you, lupo." she mumbles, sleep coating her voice.

"I love you, gattina." I whisper as I close my eyes, peace surrounding me that my girl is safe in my arms.

Where she belongs.

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