Protecting Her

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Jezzabelle's POV

2 of the best weeks of my life was now sadly over.

As much as I wanted to stay living in a guarded cabin in the middle of nowhere with my sexy bodyguard that made every single day in there the best days of my life, my father called in the morning while we were having lazy sex to announce that he had just landed with my mother and was already heading over to pick us up.

I have never seen Domenico jump up and run around so fast to get ready before my parents found us naked and sweaty together in a broken bed.

I always thought it was an exaggeration for people to break their beds while have sex, but I guess that was before I was trapped in a cabin alone with a sexy man that fucked with a stamina of a horse and the same size of their genitals as well. I mean, this man was gifted by the gods when it came to both his size and stamina.

I've never been so very sexually fed throughout the past 2 weeks. I was gonna go home with a worn out vagina and every one of my dirty dreams fulfilled.

Domenico had taken me on every wall, corner, surface, room, and even one time in the woods when he sent the men in the backyard away so we could privately collect wood for the fire place in the cabin. Little did they know what type of wood I was going to get against the side of the big tree in the back of the large cabin.

One of the pros of having to live with my main bodyguard, was that he could easily send the men away if they tried to intervene with something we were doing together. He even had access to the camera footages which he used to delete any footage of our little sexual rendezvous inside and outside the cabin.

Now that both Domenico and I confirmed how serious we were about each other, I guess our sexual hunger had come into view and taken over us these past 2 weeks. I barely did anything other than get ravished like there was no tomorrow, eat and sleep. Then wake up and repeat it for 14 straight days in a row.

And now that I had a taste of how our relationship was going to be like if me and Domenico were together, I knew I had to figure a way out of my arranged marriage.

I was fine with the marriage before I met Dom, but now that I had a small taste of what it was like to be with a man that I truly loved, I know I couldn't stay in a forced marriage to a man I wasn't in love with.

Now that my parents were back to bring me home with Domenico, I had to figure a way out of this damn thing without ending both my family and Domenico's life.

"You ready to head out Dolcezza?" Domenico asks as I slipped into a comfortable pair of sweats.

It was a long ass drive to get here since we were in the middle of nowhere, so I knew I had to wear something comfortable on the way back home.

My gunshot injuries were healed pretty quickly, even with the way Domenico was throwing me around the whole time we were in the cabin. I guess he really was up for the whole rough sex thing I told him I had a thing for.

I was fine with making love but rough sex was what made me the horny little freak I was in college. There was just something when you're being plowed to oblivion that made me crave it more than the usual slow strokes and sensual feelings making love had. I love Domenico but if he wasn't pounding away into me like a sex doll then I might as well shoot myself to death. My libido was always high and it was only fed with hard thrusts, sweaty bodies, and fast orgasms that were best when I was overstimulated.

Domenico gladly accepted my sexual hunger and needs and I couldn't love him anymore when he said that. There was nothing I hated more than vanilla sex. So having a big man like him that was very well endowed accept my crazy sexual needs, it was like the gods blessed me with the best man I could ever have in my whole life.