My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 11 Consummation (2 page)

Frano pulled on the hand brake and
unbuckled his seat belt. He leaned over and cupped my face again,
giving me a kiss. “I’d love to live with you,” he murmured against
my lips.

He pulled back and
got out of the car.
Ecstatic over his words, I jumped out and went around the hood,
stopping in front of him as he started unbuttoning his shirt. He
smiled at me, the teasing look in his eyes turning me on. My gaze
moved to his muscular chest, enjoying the slow striptease he was
doing for me.

He slipped off his shirt, letting it fall
to the ground. “Get naked; I want to do some skinny dipping with
you.”

I shook my head, still shy about getting
undressed in front of him. I loved it when we were in the moment,
especially when he ripped my clothes off. I felt too self-conscious
to take them off myself, even more so since I didn’t have the best
figure. I was a bit podgy around the middle, my stomach not flat
like Angelica Rosso’s. Frano’s fiancée had the most beautiful body.
She had the biggest breasts and the tiniest waist, not to mention
the prettiest face. It made me wonder what Frano saw in
me.

My eyes
lowered down him as he removed
his pants and underwear, kicking them off. His body was stunning:
his muscles, his smooth dark-olive skin, and his large... His cock
started to fill out, making me look up at his face. His eyes were
glazing over, which meant—

I jolted as he grabbed me,
kissing me hard.
His hands moved all over my body, pulling my clothes off,
almost ripping them in the process. Before I knew it, he had me
naked. A second later, he pulled away from me, leaving me dazed and
breathless.

Grinning
wickedly
, he
turned and ran for the water, yelling out as he jumped in, no doubt
because it was cold. I snapped out of my stupor and laughed,
thinking it served him right for turning me on, then taking off. He
scrambled out of the river, shivering like crazy, but all I could
see was his dripping wet body. Like the first time I saw him emerge
from water, I wanted to lick every drop off his body, quenching my
thirst for him—if that was even possible, since I didn’t think I
could ever get enough of Frano.

Noise came from my left, making
my head snap around. Several birds emerged from
a bush, and flew off. I
breathed out; still worried that someone would see us. I bent down
and grabbed my underwear off the ground, not comfortable with being
naked in public. Even though we were surrounded by trees and
bushes, we could still be caught.

Frano rushed
forward, making me
shriek, his sudden movement startling me. “No, you don’t,” he said,
picking me up. He carried me past some bushes and laid me down on
the grass, blanketing me with his body. I squealed, his skin cold
and wet from the river.

I batted at him to get off. “You’re
wet!”

He ignored my protests
and
started
kissing me, stealing my breath away yet again. I stopped batting at
him, forgetting what I’d been complaining about. He continued
kissing me, those lips of his taking me to Heaven. It was corny,
but I didn’t know any other way to describe it.

He pushed my legs apart and prodded my
pussy with his cock, then thrust inside of me, groaning as he
entered. I stiffened, the realization he wasn’t wearing a condom
snapping me out of my bliss.

“
Frano! What are you doing?” I
said, shoving at his shoulders.

“
Making love to my
amore
.” He took a hold of my hands and pushed them to the
ground, his mouth going to mine once more.

I jerked my head to the side. “You’re
not wearing a condom.”

“
Because I want nothing between
us.”

I stared up at him,
taken
by the
possessive look in his eyes. “But you’ll get me pr-pregnant,” I
stuttered out, starting to not care, because when he looked at me
like that—I would do anything for him.

“
Then I will have to marry
you.”

“
But you said we can’t marry,” I
breathed out, not sure if I’d heard right.

“
I spoke too soon.” He ran a
hand down my face. “That was a thoughtless thing to say before
about living together. I don’t want to live in sin with you, you
deserve better than that. I want us to live as husband and wife,
and if I get you pregnant, my father can’t refuse our
union.”

“
But my parents will kill
me.”

“
They will get over it, and once
we’re married, neither your parents nor my father can interfere in
our lives. It’ll just be you and me.”

I smiled at him. “Really?”

He laughed
softly. “You say
really
a lot, and
yes,
really.
” He bent down and kissed me, then started moving his cock
in and out of my pussy, making me keen into the kiss. The first
couple of times we’d made love it had hurt, his cock so big, but
now it was more pleasure than pain. Although I was starting to
wonder whether I was a masochist, because no matter how hard he
took me, I still loved it.

I clung onto his back as
he
made love
to me, my man needing me as much as I needed him. He picked up
speed, hitting my pussy harder, sending me into ecstasy. I cried
out as pure bliss shot through my body. He roared, arching his neck
up as we came together, his cock pumping freely inside of me,
filling me with both love and a future together.

After he was finished,
he
rolled
off me. “You’re everything I want in a woman,” he said, breathing
heavily. He slung an arm over me and pulled me closer.
“Everything.”

“
And y
ou’re everything I want in a man,” I
replied, this time not caring as more birds flew off.

Frano frowned. “The birds are
skittish, ma
ybe a storm’s coming. We should probably head
back.”

“
I’d much rather lay here and
kiss you.” I leaned over to kiss him, jolting at the sound of
footsteps.

Frano jerked
around
. He
pushed up and peered over the bush, slowly rising to his feet, his
eyes going everywhere. “I can’t see anyone, though, stay here while
I double-check.” He rounded the bush, reappearing several seconds
later with our clothes. He handed over mine. “Get dressed, we
should leave.”

“
Did you see someone?” I
asked, now worried.

“
No.” He looked up at the
gray sky. “I’m more concerned about the weather. I think it’s going
to pour down.”

“
Then, what was the
noise?”

“
Probably a wild
animal.”

Disappointed we didn’t get more
time together, I
quickly dressed, then followed him to the car. He started
up the engine as I clicked on my seat belt. He did a U-turn,
heading for the tree-lined road. Something in my peripheral vision
caught my eye, making me look out my window. A flash of movement
cut between the trees.

“
What’s that?” I
said.

Frano
glanced past me. “I can’t see
anything.” He continued driving, appearing unconcerned.

“
Well,
I definitely saw something,” I said,
looking in the rearview mirror.

“
Like
I said before, probably a wild
animal.” He turned into the adjoining road, the sky now heavy with
rainclouds. After a short ride, he pulled up next to the rundown
cottage. I went to get out. He placed a hand on my lap, stopping
me. “Meet me here tomorrow?” he asked.

I nodded, happiness flooding me once more.
I prayed I was pregnant with his baby, because then no one could
stop me from being with him.

No one.

2

J
AGGER

Present

I was sitting at the table,
eating my breakfast
, not thinking about anything. I was just doing things on
autopilot, the way I preferred to pass time. Thinking was bad,
because Alberto always came to mind, what he’d done to me making me
want to swallow so many pills that I didn’t wake up. I swore,
realizing he’d crept back in, the man an eternal
nightmare.

I caught movement out of the
corner of my eye. I
glanced to my left, seeing Camila heading towards me. She
was wearing a slip of a dress, which didn’t cover much; her
jiggling tits capturing my full attention. I couldn’t help it. Her
body was voluptuous, with more curves than a race track.

She smiled at me,
the look on her
face a definite come-on. I didn’t know what she was playing at
doing it in front of the Landi soldier, because she was meant to be
Frano’s fiancée—
not
my lover. Or maybe she was giving the soldier a show,
because he was staring at her peachy ass, looking like he wanted to
plow it. I glared at him. His gaze shifted to me. He was the tall
man with the scar across his face, the one who’d been here prior to
the fallout with Pedro. He gave me a shrug, as if to say he
couldn’t help it, then looked away, at least giving us some
pretense of privacy.

I turned back to my meal and scooped up
some egg, stuffing it into my mouth. I looked up as Camila sat
across the table from me. She reached over for a pastry, leaning so
far forward I could see down her dress, her huge tits practically
popping out. She settled back in her chair and put the pastry in
her mouth, moving it in and out of it, the sexual overtones
blatant. I grimaced at her, not appreciating what she was doing. I
wasn’t interested in sharing another woman with Frano, no matter
how much I wanted to fuck her. I would always come second to him,
especially with women like Camila. She was more interested in
power—which I had none of.

I picked up my juice and finished it off,
wishing she would just leave me in peace. I jolted as her foot
touched my leg.

I
put my glass down. “Don’t touch me,”
I gritted out.

“
Are you sure about
that?”
She
licked her upper lip.

I glanced
at the soldier. He was leaning
against the wall, talking on a radio, thankfully not paying us
attention. I refocused on Camila. “If you value your life, don’t
come onto me in front of the soldier,” I whispered.

“
Oh, he’s fine; he
won’t cause me
trouble.” She leaned towards me, whispering the last part. “He’d
rather look at my ass than see it shot.”

“
All the more reason why you
need to be careful.”

She smiled. “Are you
jealous?”

“
No, I’m concerned for your
safety. A man like him could take what he wants and make it look
like it’s your fault, so don’t tempt him. He’s not a mafia soldier,
he’s a real one. They don’t play by the same rules.”

She scowled at me. “Mafia soldiers raped
my sister, so as far as I see it, he’s better than them. He
obviously has some integrity, since he hasn’t touched me
inappropriately since I’ve been here. Even when I was walking
around naked as a slave, he only did what he was asked.”

“
Because Frano was in power
then. Pedro wouldn’t give a
merda
if the soldier hurts you; if anything, he’ll pay
him more.”

“
Not if it upsets
Frano.”

“
You do realize that Frano
doesn’t even like you? He only saved you because he didn’t want
your blood staining his floor.”

Her jaw clenched. “Why are you being
so cruel?”

“
To knock some sense into you.
You’re walking a fine line between life and death in this
house.”

The kitchen door
opened, pulling my
attention away from her. Honey stepped into the dining room,
stopping when she saw me, her expression of longing making my
stomach churn. I turned back to my food and resumed eating, hoping
she’d leave without causing trouble. Footsteps sounded behind me,
quickly petering out. I glanced over my shoulder, relieved she was
gone.

Camila’s foot touched my
leg
again,
making me want to yell at her.
I pushed up from my chair, angry that she
was ignoring my advice.

She sprang up
and shot around the
table as I headed for the staircase. “What are you doing today?”
she asked.

“
Nothing with you.” I stopped in
front of the soldier, who was ogling Camila again. “Keep your eyes
off her! She’s the Don’s woman. Show some respect.”

The soldier lowered his
eyes.
“
Mi
scusi
.”

Satisfied wi
th his apology, I left the
room, heading up the staircase. A hand brushed my ass, Camila not
letting up. Ignoring her, I turned into the passage, already
regretting bedding her. I’d enjoyed fucking her more than I cared
to admit, and ached to do her again, I just wished a Donatelli
hadn’t been the one to set me on fire. I hated her
famiglia
, they had ruined my life. They had raped both my body and
mind, then had gone back for more.