CHAPTER 63

Book:Mine, Peaches Published:2025-3-31

CAILY GALILEO
I grumbled softly, feeling the bed and not being able to feel Pietro next to me.
“Pietro” I mumbled his name, my eyes slowly opening to confirm that he really wasn’t on the bed next to me.
“Pietro?” I called his name again, my voice a bit hoarse.
There was no response, still.
I had no idea where he could be but I knew he would not be far away. He would just definitely be around. I was almost taken aback at how much I trusted him.
Perhaps I could hurriedly take a bath before he returned because I knew I looked like a complete mess right now.
Pietro was an animal, a complete one and yes, something had told me that about him all these while but I didn’t expect the extent I had faced overnight.
He… That hot, sexy animal had fucked me overnight, ramming his cock into my pussy over and over again. And even more unbelievable was how much of an animal I was for him too, loving how he fucked me raw and came inside of me over and over again.
Heavens! I was crazy!
“Ah.” I groaned softly, realising that I could not move my legs.
Apart from my sore pussy, my legs had gone through too much shaking climaxes over the night. I wasn’t sure how long it would be before I would be able to use them.
“That petty bastard” I muttered, suppressing a giggle as I rubbed my thighs before giggling and tucking a stubborn hair behind my ear.
“Let me take a guess. I am the petty bastard.” Pietro walked into the room with a breakfast tray and I immediately felt my face going red.
I suddenly had no idea how I was supposed to face him. Everything had happened so fast last night. Confessing my feelings to him, him kissing me in the rain, fingering me and leading me in here to fuck the hell out of me. It had all happened so fast that I had not been able to think for a single second but now that I wasn’t so overwhelmed with all the emotions and horniness, I felt so… So shy?
“Is my woman being shy?” His voice had a chuckle to it as he walked towards me, clad in nothing but dark trousers.
“I… I am not shy.” I stuttered the words out in an attempt to cover up my shyness which seemed to heighten by the fact that he was shirtless and now close to me.
“Doesn’t look like it to me.” Pietro reached a hand to my face, gently cupping my face in his hand and I felt my heart pounding more with my face getting hotter.
“You look so pretty.” His gaze bounced off to my nose and my lips as he spoke as if I wasn’t a complete mess right now, as if I wasn’t human, as if he spoke of an ethereal being
“I look like a mess right now, Pietro” I said to him, my voice soft and the tip of my ears, red.
“Hmm, right. A very pretty mess.” he ran his thumb over my upper lip to my lower lip, his gaze on my lips and then he looked into my eyes.
Heavens! Why was I feeling so jittery? Why was his eyes doing things to me after I had been fucked so much over the night?
“Fuck. You look cute with your eyes dilating that way. I could fuck you right now.” He was serious. He was serious with those words and his eyes said it. He could really fuck me right now and he looked like he was trying to fight with a part of him.
Eventually, he groaned and tore his gaze off me.
“Let’s get you all washed up and then you’d have breakfast” he said, pulling the sheets off me entirely. I was completely naked under the sheets and Pietro’s eyes ran over my body before he picked me up into his arms.
“Ah” I winced a little, as the movement made my legs hurt a little.
Pietro kissed my forehead and walked over to the bathroom.
“There” he mumbled as he gently dropped me into the couple sized bath tub. The bath was filled with rose petals and the beautiful scent of it soothed me as my body sank below the water level.
I looked at Pietro with a smile on my face and he reached a hand out to my hair, ruffling it just lightly before gazing downwards.
His gaze moved from my face, downwards to the top of my tits which was still a bit visible. He was looking at me like he was about to devour me over again and I just watched his face, feeling my body heat up just from watching the desire flash across his face.
His gaze rose back up to meet my eyes.
“But I could really fuck you right now, Tesoro.” His thumb caressed my face and I felt my body reacting to his touches.
Wait a minute. Wasn’t my body supposed to be too tired to respond to his touches right now?
He looked like he was lost in my eyes and he moved closer to me. My breathing got heavier as the distance between us closed up and then our lips brushed, ever so slightly. I leaned a bit more, trying to feel more of his lips but he pulled away with a small smirk on his lips.
“Stop teasing me, Pietro” I slapped his arm and then lowered my red face, hearing him chuckle at my reaction.
“I could do with a soak too” he got up on his feet while I kept my face lowered.
I could hear the soft rustling of fabric as he surely got rid of the piece of clothing of him. I gulped down, knowing that he was now naked right beside me.
I could feel my nipples pebbling from just that knowledge. Pietro got into the bathtub next to me but he was only next to me for a second before he picked me up and dropped me in between his legs.
My body froze like it was the first time he was touching me. His fingers pressed into my waist as he adjusted me a little bit.
I was sitting right on him and his cock was between my thighs. God! I could feel how hard it was between my thighs. Hard, thick, girthy. And all for me.
“Hmm, isn’t this just way better than you having a bath alone?” His deep voice came, his warm breath caressing my neck.
I puffed out hot hair from my mouth and decided to go a little bit stubborn, a little mischievous.
“Not better” I said, almost disappointed at how much my voice was giving me out.
“I think I prefer having a bath alone. But maybe…” I moved my thighs around his cock a little and heard him suck his breath in.
Knowing I had these effects on him made me feel hot. So incredibly hot.
“Maybe what?” His grip on my waist turned even firmer by a hand while the other hand trailed upward, toward my tits.
“Maybe if you can show me the advantages of bathing with you, my perception might… Might change a little.”