A SCENE FROM CHAPTER 41

BONUS CHAPTER 2: LAST FIRST

HAVEN'S POV

A SCENE FROM CHAPTER 41

I nervously glanced at Allessio who was standing beside me. We're both bidding our goodbyes to our guests. After the wedding reception, the yacht docked again to drop off the guests who weren't coming with us.

Allessio was not oblivious to the looks that I'm giving him. The dangerously playful smile he has is enough to prove that fact, as well as how he's almost rushing everyone to leave.

Even his mother only received a quick kiss on the cheek, while his father got a pat on the back. The knowing glances his mother sent my way made me flush red from head to toe.

The line gradually thinned until we were on our last guest. My eyes automatically narrowed when I saw Alexei holding a scowling Azelea by the wrist.

Seeing my reaction, Alexei smiles as if he finds my annoyance amusing. "Congratulations on your wedding, kroshka. At least this time, you have a real one and not a bloody wedding. I'm not a fan of getting messy." Even Azelea gave him a look of disbelief, which made him smile wider. "Unless I'm the one doing the dirty."

The double meaning wasn't lost on me and neither from Allessio. "Get out or I'll throw you out," he growled at Alexei.

The Russian just chuckled as if being threatened by Allessio is so normal for him that he doesn't take it seriously anymore. But he should, because I doubt my husband's words are empty.

A different kind of warmth wrapped around me at that thought. Husband. I love the word as much as I love calling him daddy.

I shook my head and focused my attention on Azelea. Before I could stop myself, I reached out to hold her hand to clasp it between mine. "Can I call you?"

She glanced at Alexei and then at Allessio. I saw her pale a little when she looked at my husband.

I can't blame her for it. The first time she first met him, Allessio and the Idalion members massacred almost an entire room full of people. A bloody wedding indeed.

"W-Why?" she whispered.

"Why not?"

"I'm... I'm related to the Kensingtons."

I gave her an understanding look. "I think we both know that you don't like them that much the way I can say the same to my own family." I squeezed her hand gently. "Call me anytime you need someone to talk to. I'll do the same."

Her lips trembled a little but she nodded. I stepped towards her to give her a hug, which she immediately returned. However, Alexei stopped it before my hand could land on Azelea's back.

He's still smiling, but it looks strained. I could also see a hint of something close to worry on his face. "She doesn't like anyone touching her back."

I straightened to look at the woman who's now blushing in embarrassment. Her head snapped towards Alexei. "I wasn't even going to say anything!"

"That's exactly my point."

I tapped her hand reassuringly before I turned to Alexei to give him a look. He lifted his hands in mock surrender, but he didn't say anything else anymore. Especially since all of us could feel the dwindling patience of the man beside me. They said their goodbyes again and I watched them as they walked away to follow the other guests while they are still busy bickering. Such an odd pair.

Azelea's still young, but despite Alexei's personality... I don't think he's the kind of person that will take advantage of that. He doesn't look at Azelea the way Allessio looks at me. Or maybe, just like my daddy before, he's still also in denial.

Azalea is a very beautiful woman. She's like a precious porcelain doll that could break any moment, and yet I could also see fire burning behind her eyes. With the right push, she's going to explode, and I have a feeling that it would be Alexei that will trigger that.

"Can I have my wife's undivided attention?"

I turned to Allessio, but before I could say anything else, I was greeted by his lips that came crashing down on me.

It wasn't just a touch, nor was it just a taste. It was a full-on kiss. It didn't need to go through the process of igniting the fire and making it burn. There were no steps, no system. It was straight on blazing.

"Okay, everyone. That's our cue to go to our rooms, close the blinds, and put on headphones. Unless anyone of you wants to be the next Daredevil, not because you can fight like him but because you'll be blind."

That was clearly Fierro, but I couldn't even look at him or stop Allessio from giving a show to his people. There's no stopping him, and it didn't take a second for me to be the same.

Allessio hoists me up, and I immediately wrap my legs around him while my arms cling to his shoulders. He continued to kiss me like my lips are the source of water in a dry dessert, our tongues clashing desperately, moving in a dance that there's no need for instructions because it's a dance that's only made for us.

I felt the yacht begin to move beneath us, but the man didn't seem to care. The sound of objects crashing to the ground filled the air, and in the next second, I felt Allessio lay me down on a hard surface.

My eyes opened and that's when I realized I was on top of the table that had previously held the desserts. Containers were scattered across the floor, but thankfully, he hadn't knocked over the wedding cake, which was now right above my head.

"Daddy—"

"Shh. Daddy hasn't had his dessert yet." I watched him run his hand through the side of the cake, coating his palm with icing. I gasped when he slid his icing-covered hand under my skirt, his touch landing on my thighs. "I don't like sweet that much, but I think that would change tonight."

A ripping sound cut through the now silent deck. I looked down, and I saw that Allessio widened the slit of my dress.

Our eyes met, and without letting it go, he licked the icing that is now sticking on my thighs. I bit my lower lip, my hands gripping the edge of the table on each of my sides, when he tore my panties from my body.

His icing-coated hand glided up, and he touched my heated center with it. His tongue followed every path his hand went to, and I couldn't help but arch to his touch when his mouth found its target.

Allessio's tongue lay flat on my sex, and he lapped on it as if he wanted to drain every bit of my wetness. He probed the entrance, teasing the fold for painfully long seconds before he went back to sucking my rigid clit. He didn't stop, not until I was writhing underneath him with unmistakable pleasure. When I was near my orgasm, that's when he did. A mewl escaped my lips, but he only smiled in understanding. He went back to kissing other parts of me, raining a trail of fire all over me.

He did it for a few minutes before he straightened. Without taking his gaze from me, he started to unbuckle his belt. Anticipation surged through me when I saw him pull out his veiny cock. He positioned it on my entrance, and the anticipation became an overwhelming yearning.

"Daddy!" I cried out when he unceremoniously rammed his length inside me.

I expected him to start thrusting, but rather he pulled me up into his arms again. Carrying me, he started walking in the direction of our room. The way we are connected while he's walking is a new kind of torture that I just discovered right at this moment.

Desperate for him, I kissed his neck, the side of his face, his ear, and any place that I could reach. Allessio wasn't unaffected. In fact, his steps became so hurried that we reached our room in no time.

When were at the confines of our room, I moan in protest when he lifted me, breaking the way our bodies were connected. He threw me gently on the bed, its softness surrounding me.

"Allessio," I whispered impatiently.

"Do my gattina need to come so bad?" He leaned down and kissed my thigh, which made my lower body raise towards his touch but he just avoided the direction I wanted him to focus on and the next spot his lips kissed is my hip. "My poor baby."

His words were contradictory to the way he's teasing me. His kiss went up to my waist, his hand slowly pushing me so that I would lay on my stomach. "Be patient a little more, wife. Didn't I promise to take your last first tonight?"

My heart started racing inside my chest. I almost forgot the reason why I'm so nervous as the party dwindled into its end. Allessio doesn't make hollow promises the way his words are rarely empty which is why I know what was coming.

"Allessio... I'm not sure..."

"Are you scared?"

"Y-Yes."

He bit the soft curve of my rear. "Do you trust me?"

I look back to meet his eyes. He knew the answer before I said it. "Yes, daddy."

It was enough for him to continue, and it was enough for me to let him do what he wanted to do—something that I couldn't deny that I am curious to share with him too.

My lips parted open as I watched Allessio parted my globes, and he leaned down, his sharp gaze on me. I unconsciously shot forward as if to move away from the unfamiliar touch, but Allessio's hands only gripped my hips tightly.

He pulled me closer to him until both my knees were pressed against the bed as he circled and circled his tongue on my tight bud with no abandon, making me slick with his saliva. When he straightened again, his hand connecting to my behind made a cracking noise that vibrated around the room. "Be good and stay in this position."

The heat of his body went away, but it didn't take long for him to return. I look back to him just in time for him to squeeze a tube he's holding to generously lather his finger with a gel-like substance.

Holding my hip with one hand, he placed his finger behind me. A whimper fell from my parted lips when he slowly eased it in the unfamiliar territory that he's now exploring.

"D-Daddy..."

"It's going to be okay," he murmured as he pushed more of his finger in. "Daddy won't hurt his baby."

I gripped the sheet on both my sides as he started moving his finger. He did it again and again, only to stop from time to time to put more lubricant inside me. It wasn't long before one finger became two, and I felt it get more slicker as the seconds passed.

"Fuck," Allessio rumbled. "Every part of you is really beautiful, gattina."

I heard the sound of a wrapper. I glanced at him, and I saw him rolling a condom on. It was an odd sight. Allessio loves filling me so much of his release that I can't remember if we ever used condoms before I was administered a different kind of contraceptive.

As if hearing my thoughts, his lips tipped up from the corners. "It's our first night as a married couple. I'm going to take your ass, but I'm not coming anywhere else except in your beautiful pussy tonight, wife."

A shiver ran through me, and he definitely noticed. With eyes burning with desire, he coated his length with lube before he threw the empty tube on the bed. His hands went back to my hips and he pulled me closer.

He positioned himself on my back entrance with his right hand while the other traced a path on my side and up to my shoulder.

"Breathe." I did as he told, and he murmured, "That's good, my perfect gattina. Now exhale slowly."

The moment I did, the mushroom head of his cock popped inside the ring of my behind. I moan in discomfort at the burning feeling. He prepared me, but his cock is far bigger than his fingers.

Allessio didn't rush through it. He did it slowly, letting me get accustomed to his size. My breath was ragged, and sweat was beginning to form on the sides of my face when I felt his thigh touch my knees. He leaned forward, his hard chest touching my back.

"Perfect," he whispered in my ear.

He started pulling in and out of me. Slowly at first until his speed gradually increases. It was the same from the pain. It lessened slightly until all I could feel was how full I am with his thick, hot rod.

My back arch in pleasure when his hand glided down the area between my legs that are leaking because of all the pleasure I'm being submerged into.

"Daddy!"

"Want more?" He inserts his finger inside my core. "I need to hear you say it."

"Y-Yes... yes! Please!"

He pulled out at the same time his cock withdrawn until only the head was inside me. "Please what?"

"Please! Please fuck me, Daddy!"

Allessio jammed his cock back inside my back entrance in time with his finger going back inside my center. It was crazy, it was dirty, it was us.

"Harder! I need more!" I screamed.

Doing as I asked, he pounded me with no mercy. He pistoned inside me repeatedly and with so much force that the bed was banging into the glass wall of the room so loudly.

My voice rang out the room as my eyes rolled out behind my back when I exploded into the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced.

This wasn't lost to Allessio. He withdrew again, this time completely taking himself out of me. He removed the condom in one quick move, and in the next, he flipped me so that I'm lying down my back.

Arms darting in his direction, I wrapped them around his shoulders as his thickness entered me again, this time spearing my heated center. His movements were a blur as he rammed his length to the deepest part of me.

My legs gripped like vice around his waist as I could feel my body falling from the edge of the maddening pleasure. "Daddy!"

Allesio roared as he came inside me, filling me with his hot release until I'm so full that there's no way I wouldn't be leaking on our bed. When I felt him stop spurting more of his come, I expected him to pull out of me. But instead of doing that, he raimed unmoving on top of me.

"Allessio?" I gently moved my hand up and down his back. "Are you okay?"

He lifted his head to look at me. "More than okay, gattina. I'm fucking great. So great that I could die right now."

My gaze narrowed into a slit. "You can't die on me." I squirmed underneath him. I gasped when it did things to our connected bodies. "Y-Yep. You definitely can't die on me."

"That's where I'm headed if you don't stop moving. If I get hard again this quick, my brain and any of my vital organs will lose blood just to provide for my cock."

I wrinkled my nose at him which just made him grinned. He pulled out of me and I couldn't hold in a whimper of disappointment. The fire once again burned behind his eyes. Leaning down, he gathered me in his arms so that he could carry me to the bathroom.

"Shower then I'm going to make love to my wife again," he rasped out.

"I thought you can't... you know?"

"I didn't say that, gattina."

He put me down on the shower stall, and he stepped inside to join me. The stall was big, but with both of us in it, it became crowded. He turned on the shower, causing both of us to get wet. Grabbing the shower head, he lowered himself to his knees at the same time he put it directly on my aching core.

I placed my hand on his shoulder when I realized what he was planning to do, causing the corner of his lips to lift. "We're going to take a long shower, and then I'm going to have you again and again until the sun rises, my wife."