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He waisted no time as he picked me up and sat me on the counter like I weighed nothing, his hands working to rip off his button up that was already half destroyed.

I fumbled at the zipper to my dress, as he set his hand on my exposed thigh, stroking up and up until His hands intertwined with my panties and he was pulling at them.

his large hand that was free ripped down the bodice of my dress to expose my bare chest to him.

He stopped for a moment, eyes lowering and turning into a sinful gaze. His breath catching as his eyes landed on my chest, and they flashed with desire so hot it burnt my skin.

He forced my back against the mirror swiftly, and I moaned as he threw himself onto me and bit down onto my exposed neck.

His eyes were dark, sinful, and both our hands were covered in blood. My hands smearing it onto the glass as I called his name into the silence

I was dripping. So fucking desperate.

His teeth bit down hard, and I yelped and I surged forward, as his hands continued to pull against my dress until it was hiked up at my knees.

The fabric keeping my legs closed he growled. "Stupid fucking dress." He hissed, as he ripped it down, causing one of my heels to fall off in the process.

"You picked it." I moaned with a laugh, causing him to look at me.

His face splattered with blood, he looked like a fucking masterpiece.

"Shut the fuck up." He hissed, before smashing his lips onto mine and once against grabbing me into his arms, pushing into the shower he throws us against the tile like he was just as desperate as I was.

We were covered in death. And he placed his hand on my cheek, and I could smell the crimson iron.

I let out a hearty breath at the impact of him, and another when cold water waiting a few seconds before turning warm sprayed down on us.
A gasp leaving my lips, as he tugged my bottom lip and pulled at it.

"I want you." He growled, as he let me down and caged me. He still had his pants on, and my underwear were so soaked both from his doing and the water that the sheer skin tight material had now become almost see through.

My hands fumbled at his buttons, pulling them and his boxers down he stepped out of each, as the water washed away the blood, turning the floor of the shower red.

"I'm yours." I said, as I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer.

The shower with glass walls cages us, and I could see our reflection as he bent me over against it.

Tossing my head over my shoulder I looked back at him as he lowered to his knees behind me, and pulled my hips back.

The sound of Ripping fabric echoed, as he tore my underwear away and tossed them over his shoulder. His tongue quickly finding my clit, making my back arch as I spread my fingers against the foggy glass.

"Lorenzo." I cried, thinking I was going to explode as he wrapped his forearms around the inside of my thighs to pull my cunt closer onto his mouth.

He dragged his mouth slowly against my folds, his stubble rubbing against my throbbing pussy. I hummed, which made his fingers dig into my skin harder.

But that only seemed to be the beginning of my devastation as his tongue then dove into my wetness, stroking up inside me with a rhythm that rivalled any song, until My legs shook.

He moved it up inside me, exploring. Like he didn't care if I was trembling like a leaf against him. He pulled me closer, and I cried as his wet hot tongue moved deeper inside my hilt.

His teeth dragged across my folds, as he licked up my cunt, spitting onto my clit as he pulled the bulb between his teeth just to make me moan his name once more. He liked when I did that.

"I need it." My voice was in shambles, as I reached back and gripped my finger into his soaking wet dark hair.

"I don't give a fuck what you Think you need." He growled against my pussy. "I will give you what you deserve." He smirked, and The way he was gripping me, I knew he was hell bent. Angry. Territorial and rash. Demonic, just the way I liked him.

As he pulled away from my centre, he was breathing heavy, and in mere moments he was standing behind me and he gripped my hair and wrapped it around his palm, pulling me up and towards his chest.

I resisted begging him, as I climbed down from my orgasm, wanting to hit him For edging me.
But I only yelped, as he walked us forwards and made my body press against the clear glass.

"You are mine." He then growled into my ear, as he bit onto it and stroked up the curves of my waist with his hands. "Your cunt is mine. I tell you when you get to cum. Do you Understand me?"

"Am I yours?" I purred. Making him laugh sinisterly into my shoulder, as he kissed my skin.

"You make jokes about fucking men Serina." He hissed, "you make jokes about fucking Christian." Lorenzos body was flushed against my back, and I felt his massive erection against my ass. And I closed my eyes and pulled my lip between my teeth, in an attempt to compose the thoughts and desires that rushed through me. "But at the end of the day, who's cock is always going to be inside your tight little pussy?"

"Yours." I breathed, "Lorenzo I'd never have fucked Christian."I continued.

And a Yelp came from my mouth as in an instant he'd picked me up again, walked us out of the shower and tossed me onto me bed. The mattress welcoming me.

"I don't want to hear that bastards name when I'm about fuck you." He hissed, as my back writhered against the mattress, as he stood between my bent legs, leaning down to grip my neck and tilt my gaze behind me.

"Christian—" I said. Just to spite him. Just to rile him.

He squeezed harder

"Serina—" he began but I finished my words faster then he could his.

"—is nothing. Nothing, compared to you." I moaned. Savouring the silence of his answer. And despite not being able to see his face, I knew he must've been smiling with that same smirk he had on when Id slit Veronica throat.

Just like she'd tried to with mine.

"I want to kill him." He then said, as he released his grip on me and I gasped, as he moved away and across the room.

I propped myself up on my eyebrows, my eyes questioning him.

But he only looked at me, as he reached onto the under side of the dresser, and pulled a dagger from a hidden sheath.

"Serina." He smirked, as he twisted the knife in his grip. His eyes so dark and sinister that I almost wanted to drag my hands between my legs, and finger myself just by looking at him.

"Lorenzo." I said, breathing heavy, as he slowly walked to me. Each step like a predator, until he stood over me, with eyes as black as midnight and a dagger that made my heart speed up just a bit.

"Please." I whispered, as he came back between my legs

"Wrap your legs around my hips Serina." He demanded, and I did, causing me to feel the tip of his cock against my clit.

He bent down just a little, enough, so he was in my sight, and took the sharp edge of the dagger and pressed it against his thumb.

Causing him to prick his finger, And bleed, and it dripped onto my stomach—hot, and vile.

"You know I would bleed for you, don't you?" He whispered, as he then took the bloody dagger and wiped it against my cleavage.

I gasped, thrusting my hips upwards against his cock that was resting against me, and he groaned lowly.
"Of course I know that." I purred, desperation and pleasure overwhelming me.

And with his free hand, his drove four fingers into my pussy. Not waiting for me to adjust to the pain of their thickness, as he curved and scissored them.
I moaned, and he chuckled. Knowing I liked it

"You are so fucking sensitive to my touch sparrow." He smirked. As He dragged the end of the dagger down my skin, slower then his fingers were entering me. The blade was kissing me, and I moaned into the darkness.

He pressed it deeper at my expression of my pleasure, not enough to cut me, but enough to remind me that I belonged to him. everything I was.

"Fuck you." I moaned with a smile.

"Shut up." He growled, but I know by the way his eyes glistened that he was amused by me. Completely and utterly obsessed with me, "keep your mouth shut." He ordered. As he pressed the dagger a little harder as he dragged it up and between my tits, drawing a line up my cleavage again.

Drawing something.

I bit my lip, preventing a moan, a smile on my face because I—well I think I like the pain.

He smirked, as he drew the letter L into my skin. Not deep enough to make me bleed, but enough for it to scratch and take a week to heal.

"Tell me in words...." He hissed, as he pulled the knife around my erect nipple, making my back arch from the mattress. "...How much you want me."

His large hands quickly grabbing my ankles, and In Mere moments I was on my stomach, his nails digging into my hips as he said.

"Lift your hips up into me." He growled, and I did, so obediently.

"I want you." I said, sticking my ass up and into the air for him.

"Slut." He growled as he bent down and kissed my skin.

I moaned.

"My slut." He then whispered as he thrusted deep into my hilt, surging me forward and making my hands grip the sheets.

He took the dagger that was In His hand, and threw it across the room, and it planted itself inside the drywall beside the window.

"Lorenzo!" I screamed, as the fullness of him made my head spin. His large length, making my body clench around him.

The shimmering of the dagger in the wall, catching my eye, as he grabbed me by the hair mercilessly and yanked me up. Keeping my back against his sweaty chest, as he fucked me backwards.

"Lorenzo." I begged, as I reached back to touch him, but he gripped my wrist and held it flat against my chest.

He didn't say word, as he increased his pace, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoed around the room about as loud as my moans did.

He threw his head back, letting out a heavy breath, as he brought his hand to my neck and squeezed it.
"No matter how many times I'm inside you." He growled in pleasure "it always drives me crazy." He admitted

"You have no idea" I begged, "How crazy you drive me." I continued, making him drop me back down.

I whined as he pulled himself out, only for his hand to wrap around my ankles gripping the sides with flat hands. And with a Yelp, he flipped me once more.

His eyes beading down at me—He came crashing down onto me, as he forced my legs apart with his hand and slammed into my throbbing cunt with no hesitation.

I closed my eyes, and he growled "open your pretty eyes for me. I like to see what the look when I'm inside you."

So I opened his eyes, just as he forced himself out and in again.

I threw my head back, the wet sheets cradling my head as I moaned in desolation as he thrusted once before stopping. Making my eyes come to his, as his face rested just above mine.

Nose brushing over me.
His eyes sharp and sinful.

"You belong to me." He hissed. "I own you. From the top of your fucking head to your feet you are my fucking property Serina. Do not ever forget that."

The air around us was filled with the sinful sounds of his body meeting mine, flesh hitting flesh, and the groans and pants that left out lips.

His body gave me no time to delve into thoughts, if I was even able to have any except for him now anyways

"I know." I moaned. Barely able to contain myself with his cock so deep inside me that I believed that it'd reach into my stomach. "I'm yours. Only yours."
My words made the speed of his cock increase, And the rough feel of him entering me made my eyes water.

"So good." I screamed, as I pulled him closer to me and rocked my hips against him. He dipped his head into my shoulder, biting and ripping at my skin. My hands drawing animal like claw marks up his back and chest, and he shivered at my touch.

"Only you get to touch me." He said to me with a breathless voice, as his length slipped inside me. "And You know that."

"I know." I moaned, my legs trembling around his hips as I clenched my cunt around his cock just to hear him growl.

He threw his head back at my motion, the growls coming from him made my mouth go dry.

"Lorenzo—" I began, feeling a rise in me that I've never felt before.

"No." He growled. "Hold it." He demanded.

"I can't. It's—oh god it's so good. Fuck." I screamed, arching my back up, my tits moving into his face.

"I fucking told you that you cum I when I say." He hissed, bitting harshly onto my nipple, making my scream.

"OH MY GOD CUM IN ME BABY." I screamed.

Oh Well, No wonder he got me pregnant.

"Fuck." He hissed with a clenched jaw, as he "I need more."

"Take whatever you want." I told him. Knowing that id cum all over his cock if he did. Whether he told me I was allowed to or not.

"Fuck." He growled, moving faster if that was even possible, the friction of him moving in and out within me made my eyes tear up and spill down my cheeks.

I could feel every inch of him, as he drove up inside me, hitting my G-spot I could feel myself begin to shatter.

"No." He demanded, wrapping his hand over my mouth and jaw. "Do not cum."

My body trembled under him, and yet I still managed to nod.

My eyes rolled into the back of my fucking skull, as I clenched my walls around him once more.

He laughed, covering a moan as he took his hand off my mouth and shoved two of his fingers inside my mouth. Pressing them down on my tongue.

"Look how submissive you are to me." He smirked, as he pressed his fingers further. "My submissive little wife." He smiled

And with a smile of my own, I bit down on his fingers.

He let out a gasp, as I bit harder—and harder, until he shivered and I released. "When this is over I'm going to ride you, and we'll see who's more submissive then." I told him, as He thrusted into me deeper.

"You want me to let you cum, yet you have the fucking audacity to challenge me?" He hissed, with a smile of course. He liked my playful side. He loved it.

"No. Never." I breathed, knowing I'd done just that.

"You are lucky I love you." He smirked, as he moved his hands down and pressed his thumb against my clit.

His face hovering over mine, I breathed his name shamelessly as he stared into my eyes.

"I love you." I told him, it echoed. Or Maybe I just said it more then once.

"I love you. So much. Too much." He told me, as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up.

"Lorenzo harder. Please I need more." I begged. And he smiled and in an instant I was in his arms as he pressed me against the wall, driving upwards, and deep.

So deep, that my mind spun and I saw stars.

"You feel so good around me my love." He breathed into my skin with a clenched jaw. The pounding of him, seemed to make the room shake. If not the walls.

"I need to cum." I cried, with tears in my eyes from the way my body began to demanded it.

"Then Cum."he told me, whispering it into my ear like a sin. "Do it on my cock Serina."

And I did, I shattered against him and the wall. Spasming around his length, my wetness making him slip deeper—and letting him move faster.

And the mirror, that was against the wall beside us, fell off its balance and shattered at the same time that I did.

He laughed, trying to contain himself. But failed as I rocked my hips against him.

And then, with a final stroke, he planted his cock deep inside me, so deep Another rise hit me. I felt him. His cum, hot inside me, mixing with mine. His strong body tightened against me, his muscles moving under his skin as he growled my name over and over as he rode through his climax.

We were a mess of sweat and breathe and words that made no sense.

And I collapsed into his arms. Into nothing.

"Fuck." He seethed. Gripping onto me tighter, and resting his forehead against mine, breathing hot air onto my face.

"Fuck." I answered back, as I cockwarmed him.

His eyes looking up and into his, I watched them flash.

"You are everything to me." He said, out of the blue as I crossed my legs around his hips, his hands holding me—he hoisted me up further. "Everything." He whispered

"You and this baby Serina—" he began

"I know." I said

"No you don't." He whispered. "Serina I didn't think I'd get this. I Didn't want it. Ot well convinced myself that I didn't," his eyes were flashing with a million different things. "I was terrified that I'd be like my father. But as soon as I saw you, I knew that I have never wanted anything more then you."

A tear fell down my cheek and I shivered at the sweetness of his words.

"I want you. Always. Everyday. For the rest of our lives." He whispered. As he wiped away that tear that fell from my eyes. "I might not be deserving of you, but I'm going to try everyday to show you that I want to be."

"You deserve me. You deserve everything." I cried. And he kissed me.

A kiss that made me melt into him, made my body ache for him despite how close he was to me already.

And when we broke the kiss he laid me down on the bed once more, and bent down—kissing my stomach

"I might not be the perfect husband, and I'm scared to death that I won't be the perfect father—but baby I'm going to try."

"I know." I cried with a smile as he hesitantly rested his hand on my stomach.

"I love you" he whispered "I love you Forever..."

"...Sparrow" he whispered once more into the silence

...come to an end

I think ending these stories is one of the hardest thing about writing. Because I get so attached to my character that it breaks my heart to have to finish their story.

Sparrow is everything to me. I love Serina. And Lorenzo is so dark and fuck up and broken that I love him too. And I hope I made you love them as well.

Thank you so much for reading my work. Crying with me. loving me. Hating me. Cursing me. And laughing with me.

I write to inspire and make you feel all kind of fucked up

Thank you for Reading SPARROW,

I have another book out on my page called KILL ME SOFTLY, and it is also a mafia romance so please check it out if you want hehe

Goodbye for now my lovers

Xoxo—AbigalKnightly