Eco's Heart
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“So fucking sweet, baby. I should make you gush for me and use it as syrup on my pancakes. Stick a spike inside of you and catch it as it drips like a tap in a maple tree. All this sugar.”
“Yes, Daddy. Do whatever you want. Just don’t stop.” His tongue goes inside my cunt, moving around and everything inside me begins to warm. When he pulls out and I hear his belt buckle, my mouth begins to water.
“Not right now baby. I need to fuck you.” He says, letting me know my mouth will not get this one. He enters me in one movement and my back comes off the counter. “How the fuck are you still this tight. Fuck!” He growls. I can tell this one is going to quick by the way he moves, rapidly, like he is racing toward something. I hear a creak above my head and a gasp. Before I can say anything, still inside me, Eco has his gun pulled and pointed at the busboy.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” He bellows at the boy. Oh, good Lord. I move myself on and off him, this whole scene making it an urgency. His gun drawn, cock inside of me, my sugar dripping in my asshole, I feel so fucking dirty. It's amazing. My pussy, with a mind of its own squeezes his cock. “Fuck. Shit. Eva stop squeezing my dick so I can kill this dead fuck.” He says, gritting his teeth trying not to move. My mind right now could care less about anything else, but the feeling of him inside of me.
“I don’t care. It’s not like he can see me. Fuck me, Eco. Daddy, fuck me.” I beg as my hand moves between us and plays with my clit. I am delirious. Overflowing with want and need. My body is a temple of lust and desire and only he can sate it.
“Fuck baby. Greedy cunt can’t wait a minute can it? I know he can’t see you...ah shit...your pussy is so good. Fucking bad girl.” He says pinching my nipples with his free hand.
“No. No. It can’t. Now. Now. Now.” I chant over and over, sweating and out of breath.
“If you value your life, you will walk out of here right now, and let everyone know not to come into this kitchen until we have left. DO you UNDERSTAND?” he growls at the boy, his hips back to moving in and out of me.
“Yes. Yes sir.” Is the last thing I hear before the door closes and he bends his mouth to mine.
“I will always protect you. No matter what. You are mine, Diosa. Always and forever.” He pulls all the way out, his mouth meets mine and he rams back inside, and I scream my release into his mouth. “Ahhhhh shit shit shit!!!!” He grunts as he shoots his warmth into me. He lays his head on me for a few minutes before he pulls me up to right myself. His hand wrapped around my neck, he looks me in my face to make sure I am ok and once I smile at him and touch his cheek, he kisses my head and we begin to exit.
As we reach the door, I hear all the commotion in the other room. I know immediately what it is, and I giggle. I must have put more in there then I realized. Eco looks down at me and chuckles shaking his head. I lean into him, breathing in the night air and give thanks for him finding me. My life would have been so different.
I have always been the Princess. Shielded, pampered and then paraded like an object.
My voice, never heard.
Eyes, never sought.
Feelings, never acknowledged.
Until him. My Eco. he made me feel like a woman. His woman. I am his Queen. I will honor him, until my last breath. Til’ death do us part.
Epilogue
Eco
Two Years Later
“Sit your ass still Diosa before you hurt my daughter.” I say to my wife as I pull her on and off my cock. Her greedy little snatch needs to be fed at least four times a day or she is a grouchy pain in my ass. Especially when we have just killed people.
Though our lives have continued to move as she gave birth to our son, Escobar Alejándro Valladares II, neither of us forgot how much we almost lost. We have treasured every moment we have had both together and with our son and the rest of our families. But the truth is, we have continued to spend this time tracking the remaining members of Igor’s family so they can be exterminated. We got word two weeks ago from Levi, that his family was gathering to honor their fallen relatives on a Russian holiday known as Maslenitsa. We have infiltrated the catering company they hired for the event with people of our own to carry out the hit, by mixing another concoction of my wife’s. Some shit called a Botulinum Toxin. They are to mix it in the soup, which according to the order Igor’s brother Maksim placed, is only for adults since it contains alcoholic properties. This is the only reason she did it. Because she knew the kids would not be eating it. We don’t hurt children. Even ones with scum for parents.
She is heavily pregnant, could go into labor at any moment which is the only reason we didn’t go ourselves. We got word ten minutes ago that they are all dead and now she is in a heated frenzy. “Faster, Eco. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” She says, her hand playing with her clit.
“Calm down, Diosa. I got you baby.” Leaning over her back, I whisper in her ear as I put my thumb in her tiny asshole.
“Yes. Oh God. I’m cumming Eco.” She screams as she begins to contract around my cock and finger. Nowadays, with the pregnancy, she is literally a hair trigger away. As usual, once she has cum, she turns over on her back and opens her legs letting me know it my turn now and I can take my time. I kiss her, with all of the urgency and love I feel whenever I look at her. My sun, my moon, my life.
“I love you baby.” I say to her, entering her once again, as she puts her legs high on my hips.
“I love you too. Thank you for taking me.” Is how she always responds.
“Always my love. Always.” There in this room, with my son in the other, I make love to my wife, until I feel the rush of liquid and I know.
“Eco, it’s time.” I get up, grab her things and our son and together we go to the hospital to welcome baby Arianna Noraly Valladares into the world. Looking down at my wife, covered in sweat, so fucking beautiful, I simply say, “Thank you.” To her, to God and the universe for giving me everything, I never knew I wanted.
About the Author
A little about me. I live in Illinois (hoping to move soon). I began writing when I was 14 and was published in my first poetry anthology at the age of 15. I graduated with my master’s degree at the age of 26 in Psychology with a concentration in Child and Family.
In September of 2017 I published my first novella and still can’t believe it. Writing is my passion, but I have been blessed enough to not have to do it for a living. I get to embark on both my passions every day.
I write stories with strong h’s though they don’t often know it at first. Alpha H’s with a heart of gold and eyes only for their woman. Filthy, raunchy, sex. Usually there is a great conflict, dire situations, and a resolution, though not always a HEA. There will never be cheating, and I can almost guarantee you, there will be babies. Babies are a must.
Signings have become my escape from my everyday life and how I meet you. My amazing readers and followers. I have been blessed to have made some of the best friends in this industry and without their support, I might have given up. I love readers and can be found interacting with them, having a great time online and in person when they find me at signings. I can’t wait to meet you too.
Acknowledgments
To my mom. Thank you for still believing and laughing at the insanity. I love you!!
To my kids: All of you give me a reason to believe every day. Your smiles, laughs, intelligence and the love you show me. I love you four so much.
To my girls. My squad. My clan. My protectors. My confidantes. My best friends. My sisters. My ride or die b******! You make me laugh, smile, shake my head, close my eyes and continue to dream. You tell me the truth, hold fast when I can’t hear it and make sure I know I am loved. Thank you for being my sisters. I love all of you. Vanessa, Trisha, Diana, Amy, Mercedes and Fabiola, Evangeline and Jenni.
To Pixie Chica, MK Moore and KL Fast. Thank you for seeing my vision and bringing it to life. Swapping ideas with you ladies and translations and excitement as it all came together has been a blast.
KL Fas
t, thank you for the covers and everything that went with it. You are truly talented.
ARCangels. Your support, loyalty and honesty mean more to me than I can say. Thanks for sticking around after the changes and still supporting me!!! I love all of you.
Last but not least, LIFERS!!!!! What can I say? You all are my own personal therapists. You are there for any and everything and without you, I wouldn’t be ChaShiree M.
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