"Fuck." She cries as my finger enters her wet cunt, fully. "More." Giana demands. "Yeah?" I mock. "Beg. You know how this works Giana, you don't make the demands, I do." "I'm not going to beg you." She answers breathlessly. I instantly pull my finger out of her pussy-that was desperately calling for me. I start trailing a finger up and down her slit, teasing her, knowing she will eventually cave into me. "I'm going to fucking kill you-" "What was that, baby?" I cut her off by pulling my hand out of her panties entirely. She huffs after realizing I'm being serious. "Nico, please." She mutters, lowly. "No. Try again." I tell her as I start sucking on her neck again, leaving more of my marks on her. "Fuck- please. Nico, touch me." She whines as my teeth dig into her skin. I stop and smile against her neck, loving the way she begs for me. I lean back to take her in. She looks so damn good right now. A desperate mess, a hot desperate mess for me, and just for me. "Was that so hard, Gia?" I rhetorically ask in a teasing and mocking tone after being slightly satisfied. _________________________________________ Two people who were forced into a marriage, yet somehow they turned out to be each other's rightfully divine soulmates. She wanted to hate him with every bone in her body, but he replaced all her hate with sweet nothings. ꨄ "It would take too long for me to explain." I sigh. "And I'd listen to you, baby." He mumbles, leaning his forehead against mine. "Now, talk to me, please."