Fear me

Set Me Free

Adriano

"Then, what is it that you want?" I walked up slowly to her and brushed one of her curls behind her ear.

"I want you," she whispered. "Even if it is only for one night."

"After this one night, I don't think that either of us can resist wanting more," I quickly turned her around and unzipped her dress. She gasped at my forcefulness. I kissed all along her back. I let the dress fall to her feet. I unhooked her strapless bra and threw it across the room. I kissed her asscheek and pulled down her thong. I turned her around and let her watch me undress.

"Nervous?" I asked.

"No," she said nervously. "This isn't-"

"I heard you were pure, it was part of the arrangement. I wanted a virgin bride," I smirked. She slapped my chest.

"So, it doesn't mean I'm scared," she said.

"You should be," I told her. "I want you to FEAR ME," I pulled her into a fierce passionate rough kiss. I gripped the back of her head with my fingers. I wanted to smother her with my mouth. I don't know what was happening but she was giving me new life. I picked her up and pushed her to the glass doors of the balcony. She gripped the curtains and crossed her legs around me. Without warning, I pushed my c**k into her. She let out a loud cry.

"f**k!" I cursed. I continued to push into her wildly. I didn't want to hold back. She was going to remember this night for the rest of her life.

"Adriano," she cried out. Her back slammed into the glass window over and over. She let her head fall back.

"Enjoying yourself, Catalina," she let out a breath and a moan in response. I knew she was. It was almost time for the show. Besides the one, we were giving to anyone with binoculars. I put her down and slid out of her. I turned her around and slid her hair over to one side of her shoulder. I kissed the bare shoulder before I rammed into her from behind. Her palms hit the glass window hard.

"Oh god," she moaned.

"Oh, yes pray to your god. Let him give you mercy for your sins, for I will not show you any," I said as I slammed into her again.

*BOOM*

Suddenly, a loud boom filtered the air. You could hear screaming, glass breaking, and you could see flames and flying debris.

"Is that? HOLY s**t! Is that the casino?" Catalina asked. If she could see my face, she would see a giant smile plastered on it. The casino was burning to the ground as I f****d my wife endlessly for anyone to see. How's that for an alibi? Catalina suddenly got goosebumps on her arms.

"Are you scared?" I asked.

"No," she whispered.

"I did that," I admitted.

"I know," she replied.

"So, you do not think of me as a monster. A cruel killer with no remorse?" I asked.

"No, I know this life too, remember, I know what happens to traitors," she said honestly.

"Yes, traitors," I dug my fingers into her hips. She gasped and then turned to look at me. I kissed her deeply. I pushed into her over and over again. She was slumping on the window.

"f**k!" I groaned as I came inside her. I pulled out of her. She fell to the floor and was panting uncontrollably. "One night alone, right?" She looked up at me with gleaming eyes. She crawled over to me and took my c**k in her hands. She pumped it as a few more drops of c*m came out. I cursed and she took my hard c**k in her mouth. She licked it all over and sucked on it until it was cleaned. She looked up at me through her lashes. I couldn't help but see how perfect she was. I picked her up and carried her over to our bedroom. I laid her on our bed and opened her up to me. She looked scared or nervous. I don't know. The look on my face had to be between hungry and needy. I did to her as she did to me. I cleaned her wet p***y. I made sure I was gentle and rough when needed. She curled her toes in response. She arched her back and closed her eyes when she was reaching her climax.

"I am scared," she whispered. I had gone to the bathroom to get cleaned off. I came back and she was just staring at the ceiling.

"Why?" I asked.

"I have never wanted anything so much," she said on a sob. "I am trying to be brave but you hold all the cards."

"I can't give you anything more than this," I told her.

"You say that but,"

"Catalina, even if your father hadn't betrayed my family, I never wanted a wife or,"

"Me,"

"I won't apologies for not feeling as you do,"

"You still want me dead?"

"Not at this very moment," I told her.

"I am already drowning," she said. "I am drowning in this love. This unrequited love I have for you."

"Catalina,"

"I had to say it," she wiped away her tears. "I think you already knew anyway."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Nothing, just set me free, I will beg if necessary, set me free," she cried. "I can't take much more of this." I climbed on the bed and got on top of her. I brushed her hair off her face.

"Perhaps, when this is all over, you don't need to die like your father," I said softly. I kissed her forehead and then her lips. "We still have two days. Let's enjoy them." I turned and put my back on the bed. I pulled her closer to me. Her head was resting on my chest.

We fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up at 3 am. My phone was ringing insistently.

"What is it?" I asked.

"There was an attack at the house," my father said. "They think they were trying to get to him."

"Nicolau," I huffed. "I will be home soon."