The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 208

Book 3 Chapter 44

~WILLOW~

I gasp when I felt myself grow extremely wet between my legs just from Dante’s words.

Did he want to f-fuck me? Why did that turn me on so much? At the academy, you learned plenty from the girls in the bathroom. I even heard this from them as well. I knew what it meant. At least, I think I did.

“I don’t understand,” I say. “Why is that such a bad thing? Doesn’t that also mean consummate our marriage?”

“Willow.” He groans. “You’re not a girl that’s meant to be f****d. You’re the kind of girl that you worship. You’re the kind of girl that deserves love. You need someone to make love to you, not f**k you. And right now, that’s all I’m capable of doing. And I won’t f*****g do that to you.”

Here goes my heart again. Why does every single thing that he says to me have such a strong effect on me?

“What if I want you to f**k me?” I ask.

Dante snaps his gaze my way at my question. I don’t think either of us realized I was still very n***d until now. We’d left so quickly that I didn’t bother covering up myself.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for, Willow.” He growls. His nails were digging into the sides of him, and I knew I was pushing it.

I wasn’t crying anymore now that I knew why he was pushing me away.

“Please, Dante,” I whisper. “I want this.”

He shook his head and covered his face with one hand. “Stop saying that, Willow. You don’t know what you want.”

I turn towards him, knowing exactly what affected him. He glances at me, and I can see the worry on his face.

“I know what I want.” I insist.

“Willow—”

the second time tonight. I wasn’t scared that I was doing

as a whirlpool of emotions runs

before he grabs my legs and pulls me towards him. My back hits the door as he

What was he doing?

I felt his nose right in

“D-Dante—”

smelling me down

that realization. I hear another low growl before I felt something that sends my a*s off the

It’s inside my p***y.

I don’t know what to do with myself. I can feel something begin to grow inside of me. It was so strong that

my thighs tightened as he pulled me closer so his tongue could

Dante roars against me. His voice vibrates against my p***y, and I

continues to taste me with his tongue. “It’s wrong. It’s so f*****g wrong how perfect you are.

it. It felt more like him making love to me. I must be crazy for thinking this. But he was so gentle. He wasn’t rough. He wasn’t hurting me. He was giving me so much pleasure.

tells me how perfect I am. No one

please,” I beg for something I didn’t even know I wanted. I’m moving my body faster against

begging him, and I’m unaware

begins to move faster inside of me. I can’t help but stare at him while he slides his tongue in

of me as his mouth would let him. I

away from me without any warning and covers my body with the

I can ask him what was

pants. I could still see the big bulge.

say anything as I watch him jump out of the jeep and look around