Zoey p. o. v
As Marco carried me to the car, I couldn’t help but giggle at his stern expression. “You’re so cute when you’re angry,” I teased, my head spinning from the alcohol.
Marco raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “You think I’m cute?”
I nodded, my lips curling into a smile. “Yeah, especially when you’re all possessive and protective.”
Marco’s expression softened, and he leaned in close. “You’re mine, Zoey. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”
I sighed, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. “I love you, Marco.”
“I love you too, Zoey,” he whispered, his lips brushing against mine.
As the car drove us home, Marco held me close, his arms wrapped around me like a shield. I felt safe, protected, and loved.
When we arrived at our penthouse, Marco carried me straight to the bedroom, laying me down on the soft sheets. He gazed at me with a tender expression, his eyes filled with adoration.
“You’re so beautiful, Zoey,” he whispered, his fingers tracing my face.
I smiled, feeling my heart flutter. “You make me feel beautiful, Marco.”
Marco leaned in, his lips claiming mine in a gentle, loving kiss. I melted into his embrace, feeling our love surround us like a warm embrace.
“You still needs to be punished for allowing another man lay a finger on what’s mine.” His hoarse voice murmured against my lips, he left another deep kiss on my lips before pulling away.
I giggled watching him take off his suit and shirt, leaving me to feast on his rock hard chest that’s already making my nipples harden. He also took off the leather belt on his waist.
And lean forward towards, I was preparing to feel his hard chest pressed against mine only to be flipped over on my stomach. I now had my back to him, with him hovering over me on the bed.
“What are you doing?” I let out a breathy laugh.
“Dishing out your punishment.” With that his belt connected on my butt, it stung but also made me wet as fuck.
I moan in pleasure and pain, it was a mixed feeling. Marco repeated the action a couple of times, each time soothing my ass with his hand and dropping a kiss on it after each whip.
His large hand wrapped around my slender throat and then flipped me on my back, he hover over me like a dark storm. I leaned up to receive a kiss that I desperately ached for, but Marco had other plans.
He held me down and his eyes darkened as the roam over my now naked body.
I reached out and unzipped Marco’s pant and pulled his hard length from his boxers. Once his thick cock slid inside my soaked pussy, I gasped my breath cutting down in my throat. He captured my wrists and pinned them above me, with his other hand wrapped around my throat.
He thrusted in and out at a fast, rough pace, my back arched at the delicious sensation as I writhed on the bed.
“Never let another man come close to you again unless you want me to fuck that pussy until you can’t move without thinking about how hard I slam into you.” Marco grunted slamming deeper into my heat.
“I won’t, baby.” I moaned rubbing my reddish, ripe nipples against Marco strong chest. He let go of my wrist and reached down to stroke my clit.
“I should get that tight pussy pregnant, I should fill you up with my seed again so every male will know who you belong to.” Marco growled looking dead serious.
This should have scare me but instead I instantly screamed and creamed at the dirty words. Marco didn’t relent, continued to aggressively push and pound into me.
“Do you understand? You’re mine forever.” Marco continued. He bent down sucking on my creamy, pale boobs waiting for attention, only coming up when they were properly claimed and marked.
“Oh, yes! Baby, deeper.” I pleaded with so much need, making my dark-eyes man pound into me faster and harder.
Marco tightened his grip on my Theo until I could barely breathe.
“Beg me to let you breathe.” I moaned and thrashed with pleasure, feeling the buildup of an orgasm.
My hands clung to Marco’s massive and veiny biceps, as I hung on for dear life.
“Beg me to fill your lungs with air,” Marco whispered with satisfaction, his long fingers flicking my clit, filling me with sensations I could barely contain.
“Pl.. please.” I rasped stuttering, “let me breathe, please.” I begged, I could feel my climax close.
Marco loosened his grip but still held my neck possessively. He took my lips in a dominant kiss lovingly.
“Marco!” I screamed out my orgasm, Marco grunted and slammed into my wetness one last time as he emptied himself inside me. Marco went roll off me after a while of us stay in the same position, that is still have his cock fill me up.
“Do you feel okay?” Marco cupped my sore pussy and dropped a kiss on my head, his other hand cupped one of my boobs.
“You really do want to get me pregnant, don’t you?” I mumbled, completely exhausted.
“You’re too sweet not to.” He commented.
And as I drifted off to sleep, wrapped in Marco’s arms, I knew that I was exactly where I belonged in the arms of the man who loved me unconditionally.