Page 114 of Bound in Obsession
It doesn't take long before I shatter a second time, sobbing with pleasure, my whole body convulsing. Still, he doesn’t slow down. He fucks me through it, harder, deeper, until I’m a trembling, oversensitive mess in his arms.
Only then does he let go.
With a deep, animalistic groan, he buries himself to the hilt and comes hard, flooding me with thick, hot pulses of his cum. I moan weakly, feeling every spurt as he fills me completely.
We stay like that for a moment, him still inside me, both of us breathing hard and trembling. Then he collapses into his office chair, keeping me straddled on his lap, my head falling against his chest.
I let out a breathless laugh. “That was… something.”
“Yeah,” he murmurs, voice rough as he caresses my hair, pressing soft kisses to my temple. “You’re my fiancée now.”
I lift my head to look at him, still dazed and glowing. “Yeah… I am.”
He kisses me deeply, tenderly this time, his hand cupping the back of my neck.
“We’re getting married,” he whispers against my lips. “You’re mine. No one else’s.”
I smile softly, resting my forehead against his. “I’m yours. Only yours.”
It feels so right saying it.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Eleonora
I wake up wrapped in Nico’s arms.
There’s a deep, peaceful bliss settling over me that I’ve never felt before. His warm, solid body is pressed against my back, one strong arm draped possessively over my waist, holding me close like he never wants to let go.
His breath fans softly against the back of my neck. For the first time in a long while, I feel safe. Cherished. Home.
I stretch slowly, a contented sigh escaping my lips. When I tilt my head up, I find him already awake, watching me with those intense dark eyes. There’s a softness in them I’m still getting used to.
“Hey,” I whisper, smiling shyly.
“Good morning, baby,” he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep. He leans down and kisses me slowly, lazily, like he has all the time in the world. His lips are warm and gentle, coaxing mine open until I melt into him.
When he pulls back, I rest my hand on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my palm and tracing the beautiful tattoos that cover his skin. That’s when something catches the light on my finger.
I jerk my hand back slightly, eyes widening.
A stunning engagement ring sits on my finger. A large, brilliant-cut diamond surrounded by a halo of smaller diamonds, all set in a delicate platinum band with intricate filigree details. It’s elegant, and breathtakingly beautiful.
I stare at it in stunned silence, then look up at him, eyes wide with disbelief and joy. Nico’s lips curve into a small, satisfied smile.
I laugh softly, still in disbelief. “You… you put it on me while I was sleeping?”
“I did,” he admits, brushing his thumb over the ring on my finger. “Do you like it?”
“I love it,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. “It’s perfect.”
He searches my face. “So… you’ll marry me?”
I smile, leaning in to kiss him softly. “I already said yes, remember?”
“I love hearing you say it.”
“Yes, I will marry you.”
