Luca pressed a kiss to the back of Nadia's neck as he tightened the knot in the tie around her wrists. He tugged her back to his chest and kissed the skin just below her ear. He slid his legs over hers and pinned them apart.

"Tell me your safeword," he murmured as he slid his hands up her stomach over her creamy smooth skin and cupped her supple breasts. She moaned and shuddered as his fingers grazed over her nipples. "Say it, ma petite fleur," he whispered against her ear. 

He planned to take this slow. It'd been a long time since either of them had done this. He wanted her to get comfortable saying her safeword to him before he started breaking down her walls. Luca didn't plan to go too deep tonight, he just wanted to get a taste of her limits.

"Petals," she moaned and slid her slick pussy over his solid dick between her thighs.

He groaned and pulled on the slack in the tie holding her arms tight behind her back. He gripped her hip and growled in her ear. "None of that, petite fleur. You will cum on my dick when I say so. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she breathed and he almost groaned again at the way her body shivered against him.

He took her chin in his hand and turned her face to him, "yes, what?" 

Her spring green eyes were so dark and filled with carnal desire. "Yes, Mr. Underworld," she purred and the way that rolled off her tongue made his dick twitch.

"Good girl," he grinned and slid his tongue over her mouth, coaxing her lips apart. She was eager to wrap her tongue around his and suck it into her mouth as she rubbed herself over his dick.

I'm going to enjoy this tonight.

He bit her lip and gave her pussy a quick slap. She jumped and yelped into his mouth. "Don't move your hips, petite fleur," he growled.

"Yes, Daddy," she whimpered as he trailed his lips across her jaw to her ear.

He caressed his hand over her glistening mound. She shuddered and struggled against her restraints but kept her hips perfectly still. "Good girl," he murmured and rubbed his fingers over her clit. "Mm, you're so wet, baby," he moaned against her ear and thrust his finger inside of her. She gasped and her legs shook as he slowly pumped his finger back and forth.

He cupped her tit and rolled her nipple between his fingers. "Tonight, you're mine," he whispered and bit her ear and pinched her nipple. She yelped and pulled against him as her body trembled in his arms. She bit her lip and tried to close her legs around his thrusting fingers.

He dug his heels into the bed and tightened his legs around hers; keeping them spread apart as he drove his fingers into her slit. She cried out and threw her head back over his shoulder. "I can't," she mewled against his neck. Her hot breath simmered over his skin and straight to his throbbing dick.

Shit. That might've been too much, too fast. Take it slow, Luca.

He slid his fingers to her chin and tilted her face to him."You know your safeword, baby girl," he whispered against her lips, "say it and I'll stop." 

He waited a moment, waited for her to utter the word before he kissed her softly. He slid his fingers from her wet folds and slowly stroked his cock with her juices. She moaned into his mouth and moved her hips with the rhythm of his strokes.

Mm, ma petite fleur says she can't, but her body is demanding this.

He slid his hand to the back of her head and gripped her hair. He tugged her away from him and held her pouting lips just out of reach of his.

Her heady spring green eyes burned over his body. He stroked himself faster and her hips kept in time with his hand. 

"Fuckk," she whined and bit her lip.

"Do you like that?" 

"Yes, Daddy," she purred.

"Did I say you could move your hips?" 

Her eyes grew wide, she bit her lip and froze. "No, Mr. Underworld."

"Mm, I didn't think so." He unhooked his legs from around hers. "I'll have to punish you for that." 

She whimpered before he pushed her forward. He pressed her head onto the soft blankets and lifted her knees so her hips straddled his cock and her ass was on full display. 

He squeezed her lush ass and groaned as he watched her glistening nectar drip over his dick. "How many spanks do you deserve for that, hmm?" He murmured as he slid his thumb over her slit. 

She gasped and gripped the tie around her wrists. "None, it was an accident, Daddy." 

He chuckled, "didn't feel like an accident." He pinched her ass and delighted in the way she yelped and squirmed against him. "Pick a number, baby," he said and caressed her cheeks. "Daddy has to punish you," he whispered.

"No..." she moaned and rubbed her pussy over the tip of his cock.

Mm, yes, baby girl is bad and she wants to play...

He groaned. He wanted to shove his dick to the hilt inside of her and fuck the shit out of her until he came good and hard. 

But tonight isn't about my needs...

He let out a breath and let her tease him before he gripped her wrists. He pulled her up from the bed with her face hovered over blankets. Her back arched and her ass rose above his dick.

"I guess I'll pick a number for you," he growled. "Four spanks and you're going to count them," he said and slapped his hand over her ass. She yelped and tried to squirm away from him. He gripped her hip and wrists tight holding her still. "Count."

She dug her nails into his wrist and shuddered, "one," she whimpered.

 "Good, ma petite fleur," he murmured and slapped her ass again.

"T-two," she gasped and arched her back, lifting her ass to him.

He grinned and caressed her warm skin watching her juices roll down her legs. It was a beautiful sight and he wanted to devour that pussy and sop up that sweet nectar. 

He slapped her ass again and she jerked and cried out, "three!"

Her legs shook and she whimpered holding her head down, "Daddy, I'm...I'm going to cum."

"You better not, baby girl." 

"D-don't spank me again. I can't hold it," she breathed and tugged against her restraints.

A devilish grin curled over his lips as he smacked her ass.

"Four!" She screamed and her legs clenched together as she tried to stop her oncoming orgasm. "I-I can't hold it!"

He watched her shake and pant over him. He gently pulled her back to him and leaned back against the headboard. Her chest heaved as she mewled against his neck. Her body quaked and tensed as she desperately tried to hold back her release.

"Good girl," he murmured against her head as he pulled her legs from underneath her and positioned his cock between her thighs. He hooked his legs around hers again and pinned her legs apart.

"No," she whimpered and struggled against him. "I can't...I want to cum Daddy," she begged and kissed and licked his neck. "Let me cum, please."

Her lips on his neck and the delicious pout in her voice almost made him want to give into her - almost. He craved for his own release but he wanted to bring her to the brink a few more times before he gave them both the sweet liberation they needed.

She jumped and moaned as he rubbed his hand over her slick cunt. He grasped the back of her head and tilted her face to look into her pleading, watery eyes. "No," he growled and shoved his tongue in her mouth just as he thrust his fingers into her wet folds.

She screamed into his mouth as his fingers feverishly fucked her box. He pulled her away from him so he could watch her beautiful face contort into pleasure and agony while he brought her to the edge.

She cried out and bit her lip as she fought her orgasm and his dick twitched at the sight. "Yes, baby, let Daddy take you there," he whispered and slowed his thrust.

God I haven't been this turned on making someone cum in a long fucking time. That look on her face is going to be addicting.

He alternated between finger fucking her and stroking his cock, slapping her pussy every time she moved. She was shaking and writhing in his arms. Tears rolled down her cheeks and mixed with the drool that dribbled out of her panting mouth. "Please, please...Daddy." 

Fuck, she's beautiful.

He licked her tears and smothered her mouth with his as he slipped his fingers back inside her dripping slit. "Cum for me, baby," he whispered against her lips. "Cum on Daddy's dick," he growled and quickened his thrusts. His dick jerk and quivered as her hips gyrated over him.

"Fuccck!" She screamed and spasmed. Her body tensed and her pussy sprayed her juices over his hand and cock.

"Yes, baby, let go for me," he groaned. The motion of her hips on his fingers made his balls tightened and he growled as he spewed his seed. "Fuck, yes," he roared and a fervor took over him. He had to taste her. He unhooked his legs from hers, lifted her gushing pussy to his face and drove his tongue in her slit and lapped up her juices.

She screamed and struggled against him, trying to pull away from his death grip on her hips. He growled and held her tighter. He refused to let her go until he tasted every last drop of her sweet essence.

He felt her hot gasping breath on his quivering dick and moaned as her lips found their way around his dribbling shaft. She swirled her tongue around the tip and sucked him into her mouth as her hips rode his face. He fought the urge to fuck that delicious mouth of hers. 

Not tonight, Luca.  

He slid his hand over her back and grabbed a fist full of her hair. He pulled her head from his dick and slapped her ass before he slid his thumb into her ass hole. 

A beautiful scream ripped from her mouth as he pumped his thumb in her ass and devoured her sopping snatch. Another orgasm shuddered through her body. She convulsed and cried out some incoherent blabber before her body sagged. He released her hair and she slumped forward between his legs, crying and shaking as her orgasm raced over her body. 

He wiped his mouth and slowly untied her wrists. He slid his hands over her legs and moved them to the side. She moaned and shuddered at his touch as he wrapped his arms around her. He gently pulled her up from the bed and cuddled her in his arms.

Her face was stained with tears as she shook and shivered. He slid his hand to her cheek and caressed her trembling lip with his thumb. "Are you okay?" 

She nodded.

"I need to hear you say it, baby," he whispered and kissed her tears.

"Yes, I'm okay," she croaked and a smile tugged at her lips.

Relief washed over him. She didn't use her safeword but he still worried he pushed her a little too far for practice. "I didn't hurt you?"

She shook her head. "No, you were perfect," she murmured and brushed her lips against his. He kissed her back and caressed her dewy skin.

"Mm, how about a shower?"

She chuckled, "yes, but I don't think I can walk."

"You don't need to," he whispered and hooked his arm under her legs. "I got you," he said and stood from the bed with her cuddled against him.

She slid her arms around his shoulders and kissed his neck. "Thank you." 

"Anything for you," he murmured against her head.

He held her against him in the shower and gently washed her, taking great care not to arouse her tired body. As he slid the loufa over her, he made sure to check her skin for any bruises he might have left. 

He held her hips and kissed the fingerprint bruises over her skin. He looked up at her leaned against the back of the shower. Her eyes were closed as she lazily trailed her fingers through his hair. "I...I left bruises on you, I'm sorry." 

His heart clenched. He was always careful not to leave bruises on Ciara. He never meant to do it, but that was one of her many pet peeves and something she'd lash out at him for. He hadn't thought about her or had any reservations all night until this terrifying moment. He held his breath and waited for the same rage from Nadia.

Her tired green eyes slid open. She looked at him and down at the bruises on her hips. "They're just a few love bites, baby. It doesn't bother me," she chuckled softly. "Come here," she murmured and tugged on his hair.

He let out a relieved sigh and stood up, sliding his arms around her. He pressed his forehead against hers and stared into her serene orbs. 

"I loved everything you did. You didn't hurt me or take me too far," she whispered and slid her hand to his cheek, kissing him softly. "But next time," she gripped his chin and bit his lip, "I want some of that D," she growled.

He didn't know why he let that thought creep its way into his mind. Ma petite fleur wasn't like that. She wasn't pretending to like this lifestyle like Ciara.

He chuckled, "maybe next time," he grinned. "But I like teasing you," he murmured and kissed her ripe lips. He slid his hand over her wrists and pinned her arms above her head. 

She struggled and ripped her face away from him. "Petals," she gasped.

His eyes grew wide and he released her. "I'm sorry, baby," he whispered and gently pulled her into his arms. "We didn't talk about that and I shouldn't have done it," he murmured into her hair and rubbed the back of her neck.

Fuck, what the hell was I thinking?

"It's okay. I'm j-just not ready for that yet," she sniffed and took a deep breath. 

"I know and that won't happen again," he said and kissed her head. "I'm sorry. I'm a little rusty at this," he chuckled.

She picked her head up and frowned. "No, you're not. I'm okay. You listened to me like a dom is supposed to." 

The faith and trust that swirled in her ardent green eyes lit a fire in his soul. He never wanted her to stop looking at him that way. Like he was the only one she'd allow to indulge in her darkest desires. 

And I'm going to keep it that way.

"Thank you," he whispered and slid his hand to the shower knob to turn it off. "I should put you to bed, baby. You look exhausted." 

She yawned and nodded. "Mm-hm, I just want to curl up now," she mumbled against his chest.

"We will," he said and pushed the glass door open. He wrapped a towel around his waist and went about drying her off. He plucked a bottle of lotion off the skin and guided her to sit on the tiled bench that lined the length of the bathroom. 

He knelt in front of her, placed some lotion in his hand and gently began to massage it into her skin. He paid careful attention to the intricate tree on her stomach with tiny light pink cherry blossom petals that bloomed up over her breasts. He couldn't help himself and placed a kiss over the distorted word in the hollow between her breasts. The meaning behind that mangled word touched his heart. 

I never want her to feel like being mine wouldn't allow her to be who she is. 

She laughed softly as he lifted her foot to his mouth and kissed her toes while he spread the fragrant pomegranate cream up her leg. He looked at her half closed eyes and chuckled. "What are you laughing about?"

"You're so attentive. I'm not really used to this." 

He grinned and sat her foot down to start on the other. "You should be. A dom, poly or not, should always be good at after care for his or her sub." 

A tired smile spread over her face. "That's true, but I think you take it to another level." 

He shrugged, "maybe. Is that a bad thing?" He kissed her knee and put her leg down.

"No," she yawned. "I like it." 

"Good." He stood and pecked her lips as he grabbed a robe from the hook above her. He  draped it around her shoulders and shrugged another one over his. "Bedtime. I've kept you up long enough," he said and held his hand out to her. She slipped her hand in his and he pulled her up in his arms.

"Yes, but I'm going to sleep so good," she mumbled as they shuffled back into the bedroom.

Nadia was fast asleep before her head hit the pillow. He chuckled and pulled her close. He wrapped his leg over hers and cocooned his body around her. He sighed into her hair and closed his eyes.

He'd never had a session that good without fucking, but the way ma petite fleur let go for him, just that little bit, made him want to unlock all her deepest desires. Her beautiful moans and screams would be etched into his mind and he cherished the way she opened up to him.

He slid his eyes open and looked at her sleeping face. He traced the line of her jaw and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

I think I'm in love with you, Nadia...

A/N: 🥵🥰 lol aww he *thinks* he's in love with her...we all know different 😏 Was that a good first practice session? 😈