Vow to Protect

by J.L. Beck

The thought of her fiancé’s blood spilling across black concrete chases away the sour mood I felt building. I usually didn’t take joy in killing. If I had to do it, I had to do it, but him...no, I’d be more than fucking happy to insert a bullet into his pervert of a brain and then watch him shit himself as he dies.

For a second, I entertain the idea of going to the casino, hunting down a girl with wild curls and a petite frame to slack this knife in my gut. But even the thought of it feels like a betrayal to her. A betrayal. To a fucking woman I have no claim over. At least not yet.

Fuck, yes. There she is. Not just an angel then…an angel of death. My angel.

“Get thoughts of him out of your fucking head right now. I said I’m not that shitbag fiancé of yours, and I mean it. You will belong to me, and you’ll be treated like the angel you are.

“Let’s be very clear. If anyone touches her or so much as looks at Valentina, I will kill him.”

“Don’t speak, Angel. You need to rest your throat. I’m bathing you since it gives me pleasure and calms me down, and because I want you healthy again. As for where you are, you’re in my home, but I’ve told you this several times, and it keeps slipping your mind. Don’t worry, though. The doctor says it’s normal, and you should start recovering soon.”

“Rest, Val. I’ve got you. No one is going to hurt you ever again.”

I knew she was so much stronger than she looked. If anyone decides to test her strength again, they’ll find me answering the challenge instead of her.

The need to touch her is overwhelming, but I won’t hurt her, not like he did.

“I just…don’t want to get hit anymore.” I know I sound defeated, and I hate the thread of it in my voice, especially in front of him. He sinks slowly onto the bed, his hips almost against my knees. “I don’t fucking hit women, Val. And I would never ever hurt you.”

“You’re scared, but you don’t have to be. When I let you leave that night, I was stupid enough to think you’d be safe until I did the job you asked of me. That was my mistake, and I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. But when I say I can keep you safe, I need you to listen and believe me.”

I don’t get out of this bed, I’m going to go insane. When it’s time to eat, Adrian wants to feed me. When it’s time to clean myself, Adrian is there to carry me. When it’s time to see the doctor, Adrian hovers, waiting for the verdict. It’s not that I don’t appreciate the tender care he’s given me so far; it’s just that I’m not used to not doing anything.

“You will belong to me and only to me. No one will touch you. No one will so much as breathe too close to you. Do I make myself clear?”

“We aren’t having sex right now, Angel. Don’t worry. Some things need to be taken care of before I sink inside your little pussy for the first time.”

“As the only man who will ever be inside you, I plan to take my time. Sometimes, little angel, I’ll be gentle with you, and others, I’ll take my pleasure from you as surely as I’ll force yours upon you.”

“Right now, we are going to take a shower while the staff comes in and cleans up. Then we’ll make arrangements for our wedding. Once you have my name and my official protection…then I’m going to sink deep into that hot cunt of yours. After that happens, there’s no going back for either of us.”

I need to know exactly what Sal and her father did to her. Both of them will die when I get my hands on them,

Giving her time won’t change what I’m going to do, but if it gives her comfort, then I’ll use these little pauses to my advantage.

“Your pleasure belongs to me and no one else. Not even you. If you need a release, you come to me, and I’ll give it to you.”

“Imagine it, think about it…how much pleasure I give you with my tongue. You writhe against my mouth, your fingers tangling with my hair. If I pushed into your wet little channel, I’d make you come in a few short pumps. It’s nothing like you’ve ever felt before.”

“Once I’m inside you, I’ll take my time, pulling in and out of you to make you so wet it’s dripping out of you down my shaft. I want you soaked for me.”

“I can’t wait to make love to you. Ease you open, slip inside you, and gently show you how sex can be when two people are on the same page. I want to kiss every inch I can reach, and while you’re clinging to me, I’ll take my time with your body so that when we are done, you won’t ever think about anyone else.” “I don’t want to think about anyone else.”

I want to take you against the window of our bedroom with the curtains open. No one can see inside through the tempered glass. I’d rip anyone’s heart out who tried, but I want to imagine they can, and that they covet you. That they want you for themselves yet will never have you.”

I know it’s not easy, but you will always tell me when you want me, and I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”

“You are my wife. You’ll be the mother of my children, and you should keep your chin up. No one talks down to you, no one touches you, and no one but my team goes anywhere with you alone. Understood?”

“Explain. Why the fuck was she alone in that bathroom? I know damn well it’s not against your delicate sensibilities to be in the ladies’ room…you’ve fucked enough women in there that no one bothers calling you out when you enter. So explain why my wife was almost killed…because I’d really like to fucking hear it.”

“Let’s get one thing straight. I want you more than I want my next breath. I want to shove into your tight little body until you scream my name. And when I spill my load, I’ll stay inside you until I know my child is growing in your womb. You’re mine, and only mine, Valentina. I won’t be letting you go anywhere.”

I can’t take my eyes off him when he’s like this. Like he lives and breathes just for me. No one has ever looked at me like this.

When he stops, everything is hot and sticky between us. He moves our legs around so he can stare down between us. There’s a white splotch of his cum on my thigh that he scoops up with his fingers and presses back inside me. “This stays inside you.”

I take the gun off the table he loaded himself and press it to the center of his forehead. “He almost let you get raped or killed. He deserves more than a few bruises and a busted nose.”

The sight of her touching him makes me want to rip his arms off and beat the shit out of him with them. It’s stupidly irrational, but I can’t help myself. The only person who should touch her is me.

“Don’t fucking touch him,” I grit out, forcing everything in me to focus on something else. She enters my field of vision and takes my hand in her own, then presses another ice pack to my skinned knuckles. “I won’t touch him again. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

I grab her around the throat, only hard enough so that she understands how serious I am. “If you touch another man, ...

What do you think I’d do if I ever found another man touching you?” “Umm…” “Use your imagination, Angel, because I promise you, if anyone so much as looks at you, I will definitely use mine. No one better so much as breathe in your direction.”

don’t…I don’t even have the power to be gentle with you. I won’t ask for your forgiveness for what I’ve done and what I will do again. I need you, Valentina. You’re mine, my wife, my fucking heartbeat.”

“I won’t stop until you come again. I’ll fuck you all night long until you’re nothing more than a mess of tears, my cum, and flesh.”