UNHOLY DESIRE

MATTEO POV

Vittorio groaned, stumbling out of the hut. Then he straightened, “I could have killed you!”

“No, I could have killed you,” I retorted, then narrowed my eyes at him, “I thought we were a fucking team. Why the fuck did you take off in that manner?!”

“I fucking had everything under control, and I knew no one was in there; that was why I ran inside.” He said.

“Whatever, De Luca,” I said, “You should have responded when I called you. And the mistake you made was pointing a gun at me. If you weren’t someone I knew, you should be in your pool of blood right now.”

I walked away from him, hearing him curse. But I wasn’t fazed.

He did deserve to be shot. I wished I could shoot his ankle at least to teach him a fucking lesson, but I couldn’t.

There would be consequences.

“Come on, let’s check the rest hut. We’d definitely find something.” I said to him.

Vittorio and I searched the remaining huts, and we did find something: a map. Also, we realized that they didn’t actually leave because their belongings were still intact.

There was no way they could have left the map behind. They must have gone hunting or something.

“A map,” Vittorio’s eyes widened as he stepped closer. “What does this mean?”

“Our freedom, De Luca,” I grinned. “However, we need to decode it first.”

I couldn’t read it. It was in a language that I didn’t understand. It wasn’t as though I didn’t understand it at all. I could speak the basics, but that wasn’t enough to be able to read a map.

“What language is it?” Vittorio asked.

“Armenian,” I murmured.

Vittorio frowned, “Armenian? What exactly are they here for? Also, we don’t have anyone who can speak that. Perhaps waiting for one of them to arrive, capture them, and force them to translate.”

I shook my head, folding the map neatly into my pocket, “I think I might know someone who can.”

“Who can?” Vittorio asked.

“My wife, come on, let’s leave here,” I said.

“Deirdre?” He asked stupidly, as if I had more than one person I called a wife.

“Of course,” I said.

“Wow, she’s really smart,” He muttered.

“She is,” I grinned. “Really smart and amazing.”

Deirdre was many things other women in my circle weren’t. Even though she might not pass for the sophisticated women that were in my class often were like, she was still very much refined to me.

She was intelligent, gorgeous, headstrong, and above all, she was pure when I first met her.

I was her first. That alone kept my interest in her for a long time before her disappearance.

Right now, I couldn’t exactly tell what dream me to her after meeting her. Was it her sexual allure? The child I was dying to meet? Or the need to punish her for what she had done?

Perhaps it was all three combined. I had punished her, taken my child, and tasted her over and over again. Yet, I wanted more.

She made me greedy, yet after each sex, I became satisfied until I became aroused again.

Snapping my head towards Vittorio as he tapped my shoulder, he sighed, “I wanted to know if she’s going to do it now or if we could find somewhere more private and…”

“I need to get it to her first. I am not very much certain she can, but she should be able to, and one doesn’t just decode a map that easily.” I said.

“You’re not even certain,” Vittorio groaned, “But you sure do trust her a lot.”

Of course, I trusted Deirdre. Even more than I trusted myself, but there was no way I was going to tell her that.

We arrived at the village an hour later. The journey was even faster than when we set out. I believed it was due to the urgency of the situation that made it that way.

Vittorio and I parted ways. I went indoors directly, and the door was locked.

Knocking and waiting for Deirdre, she unlocked it some seconds later in a towel wrapped around her tiny body.

“You were bathing, off to somewhere?” I eyed her as she dropped the towel to the floor, ignoring my questions.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

She stepped towards the bathroom, and her attention snapped back to me, care to join me?” she asked.

“Certainly,” I said. It was an invitation I couldn’t reject.

I stripped out of my clothes hastily and jumped into the bathtub with her.

Deirdre moved closer to me, her legs wrapping around my waist. Her nipples hardened against my chest as I grabbed her ass, pulling her close.

My lips moved down her neck, then down her breasts.

I sucked one nipple into my mouth, tugging the bud and rolling it between my teeth.

Deirdre’s nails dug into my skin, and I moaned against her flesh.

The water splashed over the bathtub, her legs tightened around my waist, and her head fell back.

I released her nipple with a pop, then took the other in my mouth.

I pulled back, and her lips caught mine, sucking my tongue.

My dick jerked, hard and ready.

I pulled my lips away from her, and she stared up at me, her lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and eyes sparkling with lust.

“Ride me, baby,” I whispered against her lips.

Deirdre kissed me briefly, and her hand wrapped around my cock.

She positioned my dick at her entrance and slowly lowered herself onto my dick.

I moaned, loving the tightness and warmth surrounding me.

She moved slowly, taking me in fully.

Her breasts pressed against my chest as I captured her lips.

The water in the bathtub sloshed around us as her pussy swallowed me, squeezing me tight.

Her moans echoed in my ear, driving me insane.

My hips buckled, slamming up into her.

“Matteo… Matteo,” She cried, her fingers digging into my skin.

My thrusts increased, and my mouth latched onto her breast again, tugging at her nipple.

“Oh yes,” she gasped.

My body tingled as I felt my release close.

I reached between us, finding her clit.

As my thumb rubbed against her clit, she moaned, and her hands tightened around my body.

Her hips rocked faster as her head fell back.

I captured a nipple between my teeth, and her pussy spasmed around me.

“Deirdre,” I grunted my own release close.

She screamed, her orgasm tearing through her, and I followed, my cum spraying into her.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

She sagged against me; her eyes fluttered shut.

My dick was still hard inside her.

I didn’t want to stop.

I wanted her over and over again.

Deirdre pulled away from me and climbed off me.

“Are we done?” I asked.

“No,” She said, then pulled the plug and got out of the bathtub.