Venice Vampyr (Venice Vampyr #1)

he’d seen in the corner, high enough so he could remain standing when he fucked her. Then he tossed up her skirts and reached for her drawers. With one swoop, he ripped them into shreds, ignoring her surprised look. He had no more patience than a sailor who’d spent the last months at sea.
    Her arousal engulfed him. “Now I’ll fuck you, my beautiful whore! I’ll fuck you until you scream.” And with one single thrust he seated himself in her drenched pussy. She convulsed around him, making him still instantly. “Oh, yes, you love being ravished out here, don’t you?” When she didn’t say anything, he ordered, “Answer me!”
    Isabella’s breathless “Yes” was more of a moan than a word. It suited him just fine. And strangely enough, it helped him gain his control back. No, this delectable, passionate woman would not gain the upper hand.
    Slowly, Raphael pulled his cock from her silken heat, only to let it slide over her little pearl. She twisted underneath him, but he held her hips in a vice grip so she couldn’t escape his torture. He would make her confront her desires. Now. Here. He would break down her defenses and free the passionate woman inside her.
    Not giving her any indication of what he was about to do, he plunged his hard length back into her, making her release a startled cry. “Oh, yes, never think you’re safe from my cock. Because I’ll take your wet cunt with it whenever and wherever I want.”  He deliberately used crude words to shock her, all the while sliding back and forth in her tight sheath, her honey so slick, he felt like drowning all over again. Only this time, it was a pleasurable kind of drowning.
    When he heard a sound behind him, he twisted his head. “It appears we have company.” He briefly glanced at the well-dressed gentleman, who’d entered the covered archway and was looking at them.
    Raphael felt Isabella’s instant reaction and recognized it as her flight instinct. But he wouldn’t allow her to follow it. Instead, he continued to pump into her sweet depths and reached for her ample breasts, which bobbed with each of his thrusts.
    “When you’re done with her, I’ll take her,” the man behind him offered.
    Raphael growled. “I won’t be done with her for a long time.” A very long time. “She’s mine for the night. I bought this whore, and I’m going to make certain I’ll get my money’s worth.” He grinned at Isabella when he noticed her shocked face. “So, no, you can’t fuck her, unless, of course, she consents.”
    Isabella’s protest was instant. “No!”
    Raphael chuckled. “As you can see, she only wants my cock. But if you care to watch, step closer for a better view.” He didn’t care whether the man watched or not, but he would never allow him to lay one single finger on her. Isabella would not be shared with anybody. But while her mask provided her anonymity, and him as well, he would drive her lust higher by the knowledge that they were being watched.
    The man’s footsteps confirmed that he’d accepted his offer. Raphael could see how he stood only a short distance from them to the side, so he could see both Isabella’s naked breasts as well as her cunt and how Raphael’s cock plunged in and out of her.
    “She has a beautiful cunt, this whore, don’t you think?” he asked the stranger as he sliced back into her heat, kneading her breasts in his palms.
    But the man didn’t answer. From the corner of his eye, Raphael could see why: the man’s hand had freed his own cock. Hard and thick, it strutted from his breeches as he now pumped it in his right hand.
    “I see you agree,” he commented and brought his attention back to Isabella, who’d followed his glance. Her mouth dropped open.
    “Yes, he’s stroking himself, wishing it was your hot cunt he’s pumping into. Does that excite you?” He delivered a hard thrust, and she snapped her gaze back to him, dropping her lids as if in shame. With another thrust, he jolted her. “Oh, no, you won’t turn away. I want you to watch him watch you as I fuck you.” Her eyes went wide behind her mask. He knew she wanted to watch, but was too ashamed to admit it.
    He pinched her nipples hard until she cried out, her lips quivering, her breath at a fever pitch. “Now watch him. But remember, it is my cock that’s inside you. My cock that fills you.”
    He wanted to possess her, every cell of her. And he wanted the whole world to know she was his, his to drive to