Niccolo's POV
I'd fallen in love with her. I knew the moment I almost lost her that I cared. And maybe cared a little too much.

Love.

What a nauseating emotion. It made my heart beat rapidly, and I couldn't think straight. I did coke on the regular, or use to until she became my drug.

And I was currently in need of a fix. I watched her play with herself, eyeing me seductively with those doe eyes. She moaned my name softly, my cock hardening.

She wanted me to show her. Did that mean make love? I've never done that before. I've only ever fucked. Making love just seems too intimate for me. But for her- for her I'll try.

Walking up to her, I cup her face, lean down and kiss her. I kiss her with as much passionate and gentleness as I can, even though I want to bite at that lip. I can feel her softening against my lips. I break the kiss to catch my breath. Ecstasy sparkles in her eyes.

Fuck, she's so damn beautiful.

Leaning back down, I kiss at her neck and shoulders, before kissing and sucking her perky little nipples. She smells like flowers. I hate flowers, but they smell amazing on her.

Kissing a trail down her stomach, I blow air into her belly button. She squirms, giggling this adorable little laugh. Everything I use to hate about her, I now love and can't seem to get enough of.

Ripping the panties off her body, she gasps. I don't give her time to breath before I'm capturing her throbbing bud into my mouth and giving it a light nibble. Her legs clamp shut, trapping my head in between her legs.

It doesn't hinder me in the slightest. Dipping my tongue into her pussy, I taste her juices. She starts arching her back into my mouth, wanting more. So I give her more.

When I suck her into my mouth, she cries out so beautifully. She reaches down, digging her fingers into my scalp. It stings, but I don't mind. Pain has always been a turn on for me.

Maintaining the same rhythmic movement, she pants and comes onto my lips. I lap up every last drop, savoring her scent in my nose, and her taste on my tongue.

She loosens her hold on me, and I pull back. Grabbing her legs, I tug her down closer to me. With instinct, she wraps her legs around my waist and I lift her up.

Slinging her arms around my neck, her fingers play in my hair. She's looking at me in a way no women ever has.

Instead of seeing the angry killer, people are so use to, she sees my soul. A soul that I'd for a time lost.

I don't know how, but she's managed to crack my stone cold heart, warmth seeping through the guard I've placed around it.

Gripping my hair, she gives it a light tug before bringing her lips to me. Our tongues tango, her breath my breath. Our hearts beat simultaneously, creating a song only we can hear.

Carrying her over to the wall, I press my body against hers. I yank my shirt off, tossing it onto the bed behind me. Her erect nipples brush up against my bare chest.

I was still injured, but the pain has become bearable. And for her, I'd endure anything if meant putting a smile on that face.

Dropping her hands down in between us, she jerks at my belt buckle. Once she's shoved my pants down, freeing my erection, she grips at the length.

Her fingers are cool as she begins stroking me. She's rough, causing me to have to press my palms against the wall for support.

"Shit."

My eyes remain locked on hers. I'm struggling to restrain myself from tearing off the oversized tee shirt I put on her earlier.

Giving up, I grab her wrists and pin them over her head. She gasps, her breasts so close to my mouth. Sucking one of her nipples, my tongue swirls over the areola in a circular motion. She wiggles and moans.

"Nic."

"Hm?" I hum, focused.

"I need you."

"Need me to what?"

Her breathing is choppy and labored, as she forces the words out. "I need you to fuck me. And don't hold back."

Taking that as my sign to do what I do best, I snuggle my head into the crook of her neck. My hands fall down to her waist, gripping it tightly.

Mine.

Positioning myself, I don't bother warning her as I thrust my hips forward, ramming into her. I didn't care that I wasn't wearing a condom. And neither did she. She's warm, tight, and wet around me.

"Oh fuck!" She grunts.

Repeatedly slamming into her fully, her ass collides with the wall behind her. She's grunting from the pain, but moaning from the pleasure. Skin collides with skin in a rough heated kiss.

I'm completely mesmerized by the way her face contorts at the feel of my cock inside her. She's loving every bit of it. Her eyes close shut, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.

Still wanting to bite that lip, I plant a kiss on her lips, capturing her swollen pink lip between my teeth.

Mine.

Pulling back, I notice a faint marking in her lip. A single drop of blood surfaces, and I suck it from her lip.

She hums, her finger nails scraping down my back. She's digging so far into my skin that I know she's left a trail of vertical marks down my backside.

Hers.

She's just claimed me, as I have her. It's foreign, confusing, and strangely enough- it turns me on like crazy. To think that I am hers and no one else's. All hers.

Fuck...

"I'm going to come, princess."

"Me too!" She's cries out, moaning so loudly and carelessly that I'm sure her neighbors hear us.

Good, I want them too. I want them to hear me fucking her pussy raw. To know that every sound that leaves her lips tonight has to do with me-

Niccolo motherfucking Fierri.

"Oh shit, shit, shit. I'm coming! I'm coming!"

I give her the release she so desperately needs, not carrying too much about mine. She's shuddering against me. If I wasn't holding her up, she would've collapsed to the floor.

Bringing her back over to the bed, I flip her on her stomach. Lifting her ass, I spread her plump, round cheeks so her swollen little asshole is visible to me.

Leaning in, I lick over the flesh. Her arm shoots back, her hand blocking my view as a surprised gasp escapes her. "Wait! Nic, don't."

"Move your hand."

"No," she says, shaking her head. "My asshole is off limits."

"I said move your hand," I demand with a low growl. She shakes her head again. So I say, "Move your hand or I'll move it for you."

"Nic," she begs. "Please don't. I've never-"

Ignoring her pleas, I push her hand off her to take her pulsing hole into my mouth. She grabs ahold of the bed sheets, her knuckles white.

Forcing my tongue into her, I pump in and out of her tight little hole. "Such a tight filthy hole," I say with a groan. "I'm going to fuck this hole."

"N-nooo," she moans out.

Adding a finger, it slides into her with ease. "Hijo de puta(son of a bitch)!" She squeals in Spanish, trying so hard to deny how much she's enjoying the way my tongue and finger work together to fuck her ass.

Her pussy is dripping wet. I was a little surprised. She's never been this wet before. A knowing grin pulls at the corners of my mouth. What a little freaky fuck.

God, I love her.

Love.

I just said those three words. They may not have been publicly, but I said it. I said it. And for once, I didn't want to put a bullet in my head.

Once she's coming, I position myself so that my tip brushes the entrance. She's too focused on her orgasm to realize when I've forced myself into her ass. She's tight as hell. I can't even move. I need her to loosen up for me, or else it will hurt.

Realization washes over her, a string of curse words floating into the air. She grips the bed sheets tighter. "Shit, it hurts so much."

"You have to relax."

"I-I can't."

It's when the sound of her crying fill my ears that I realize that I've really hurt her. Which for the first time, wasn't my intention.

Damn it...

Cesare was right. She's not as tough as she wants everyone to believe. Leaning down, I kiss away her salty tears. "Hey, hey, hey. Don't cry. I'm sorry." I was genuinely sorry. And I don't apologize often. "I should've listened to your needs instead of selfishly focusing on my own," I tell her. "I'll stop, okay?"

"No, don't. I want you to keep going," she replies softly.

"But I don't want to hurt you."

She glances over at me. "I told you what I wanted and I meant it. Fuck me like the slut I am."

Fuck, if I didn't already love her. Straightening back up, I do my best to ignore the pain I'm causing her, and pound into her.

Sweat sticks to my skin, her pained cries beginning to sound more pleasurable. She's opening up to me, accepting me.

That's when those three words finally leave my lips. "I... I love you."

She's crying again, but this time it's tears of joy. "Say it again. I want to hear you say it again."

I swallow the lump in my throat. My heart feels like it's beating on the outside of my chest. Like there's a spotlight on my heart.

"I love you, Autumn. I fucking love you."

Groaning, her walls tighten around me. She's going to come. Picking up the pace, I decide to switch holes. She's soaking wet, her juices coating the entire length of my cock. I slide my hand down to her stomach, feeling my cock impaling her.

The bed creaks under our weight as we pant, groan, and moan together. "Merda(shit)! Just like that my little slut." She backs her ass into me, wanting me deeper inside of her.

"Yes! Right there! Oh, you feel so good." She winces. "Aye Papi..." She's sucking me in, bringing me to the brink of my release.

Unable to hold on any longer, I pull out of her in time to come all over both her entrances.

Cupping her sex, I help her to reach her orgasm by palming her wildly. She screams, spraying my hand with her sexy juices.

My God.

Nothing can get more beautiful than that.

Breathing heavily, she plops down, her ass jiggling and causing me to grow hard again. She rolls onto her back, zeroing in on my still very erect cock.

She smirks at the sight and spreads her legs, licking her lips. Using a manicured index finger, she motions me towards her.

With her other index finger she pushes it into her mouth, coating it with saliva before slipping it into her come-covered sex.

"Niccolo..." She moans. She tilts her head back, her chin pointed up towards the ceiling.

It's something about the way she says my name. It's so sensual, so inviting. Wrapping my calloused hand around my cock, I stroke the length. Bringing my fingers up, I smear both of our juices onto the tip.

"Tell me, is this what you want?"

She nods, excitement flickering in her eyes. "Yes, oh God yes," she begs, thrusting another finger into her sex crazed body.

"Tell me you love me, and I'll give you exactly what your slutty little body wants."

A wicked grin crosses her face, her eyes now michevious and playful. "Come make me."

"That smart little mouth of yours just keeps getting you into trouble," I say, striding over to her. My jaw is clenched, a surge of anger reaching all the way to the tips of my toes.

She shrugs. "Being a good girl is no fun." She spreads her legs even wider, her entrance shaped to fit my cock, and my cock alone. "Now, shut the fuck up and give me what I want," she barks deamandingly.

How dare her? How dare the princess demand me to do anything? "You're going to regret saying that when I make you choke and gag on my cock."

Her hazel eyes enlarge to the size of saucers, bringing a devilish grin to my face. I can sense the fear coming off of her like waves.

She swallows hard, her cheeks tinged red, as obvious regret etches into her naughty little features. Oh how much fun I'm going to have with this one.