"I do not desire power..." Part 3
vendetta x reader (feminine)
warnings: NSFW, smut, use of brat
song: Water by Kehlani, Clothes Off by Kehlani and kwn
Vendetta turns the lights down, dim enough to make out the curves and contours of your bodies. She makes a show of taking off her clothes, slowly removing one item at a time. You are helpless, yearning to be the one ripping off her clothes and never taking your hands off her. You attempt to reach out to her, but she shakes her head at the motion.
"Not yet, principessa. A brat like you does not deserve to touch me... at least not yet," Vendetta lowly speaks, looking over the frame of your body. She bites her lip, presenting her bare body for you at the edge of the bed. "le cose che ti farò..."
"Take this off." Vendetta commands, tugging on your silk nightgown. You get to it right away as she pulls off her hair-tie, letting her curls ruffle down past her shoulders.
Vendetta crawls over to you as soon as your clothes are discarded, lightly kissing up your body along the way to your face. You hear her mumbling praises, incoherent against your lips as she kisses you with gentle passion. She pulls back, adjusting your legs to hug her waist.
"You are such a good wife for me... it is my fault your bratty behavior has worsened. I need to be here whenever you need me. I need to be here to pleasure your mind and body."
She grabs at your chest, rolling your nipples and fondling the fat. A nasty groan is ripped out of you, raising a heat in your core as you feel Vendetta's hips twitch.
"Amore mio," Vendetta groans, hips moving for any feel of friction. "Forgive me, I will touch you for eons if it means you will forgive me..."
She removes a hand from your chest and places it around your neck, forcing you to look up at her. You see her pleading eyes, earnest in her apology.
"Then touch me, don't keep me waiting, I've already waited for so long..." you whispered, tugging her down to kiss you.
She returns the kiss for a moment before escaping your hold. She kisses down your body, fervently getting to the spot that immediately takes you from this earth.
Her tongue is persistent, moving and tracing and licking and untiring and dear god you hope she never stops. Her hands are everywhere, unable to keep a firm grip on one area because she wishes she could grab all of you at once.
Your moans are pornstar material, gasping at every moment she flicks her tongue on the right spot. You grip on her curls hard, desperate for more and more until it gets too much, but even when it gets to that, you just want more of her. You could never get enough of her.
"Marzia!" you scream out. "Fuck fuck fuck, I'm so close-"
Vendetta's command shot through your body, bringing you to your climax so soon. Your wetness squirts over her face and neck, earning deep moans from her throat. She doesn't take her face off of you, continuing to lick until you have to physically push her off from overstimulation.
"Fffuck, I came so fast," you whimpered, breathing hard from your climax.
"I love when my principessa cums for me. You're so good to me. You deserve my pussy now, sì?"
She sits up and places you together in a scissoring position, wolfishly grinning at you as she places her folds onto yours.
She rocks her hips, loudly moaning as she grips onto your leg. "Principessa, ugh... you feel so good..."
Vendetta rolls her hips continuously, lusty squelching noises coming from your wet cores kissing. Her muscles contort with every move, sweat wet on her skin, and her hips are persistent in your pleasure.
It's so wet, it's so warm, it's such perfect sex that your brain fogs out and you feel nothing but her pussy bringing you to another quick climax.
It's as if she already knows you're about to orgasm. Vendetta grinds her pussy harder, eyes rolling back as she mumbles curses in Italian.
"Tutti bella, tutti bella," Vendetta moans deeply, feeling her own orgasm coming. "Sono pazzo di te, ti amo da morire..."
"Vieni per me, vieni per me-"
You both orgasm at the same time, an explosion of pure passion and heat. You feel your cum combine with hers, a puddle of hot wetness connecting you both. A gush of heat and warmth spread between the two of you, breathing hard through the afterglow.
She leans down to kiss you hard, and pulls back to ask, "Principessa, do you forgive me yet?"
"Marzia," you breathily giggled. "I think you made my pussy numb. I'd say I forgive you now."
Vendetta gives you a slightly puzzled look, mumbling 'I don't believe you' as she reaches for something.
"Did I say something wro-" Your words are cut off as you see her pull out her strap.
9 girthy fucking inches. Big and bold, a strap audacious enough to fit the owner. You audibly gulp.
"You will take my cock and you will love it, mi principessa."
She hoists the strap around her hips and you can't do anything but brace yourself for her cock. You feel yourself clench around nothing, and you bite your lip in anticipation as she rubs the tip between your folds.
"Ready?" You nod your head at her rhetorical question.
A low groan is ripped out of your throat, quickly turning into high pitched moans as her length slowly fills you up. Good fuck, you feel her everywhere in every corner of your pussy. She's so fucking thick it feels impossible to take it all in.
"Marzia, Marzia, oh fuck..." you moan, head falling back as your eyes roll. "I forgive you, I forgive you, just please make me cum..."
You hear her mischievous chuckle, bottoming out inside of you. She leans over your body, finding her grip beside your head.
"Anything for you, amore mio," She lightly kisses you, almost teasing, and promptly fucks you, just the way you like it. Your body responds with no delay, back arching and your hands grip at her muscular arms.
Each thrust takes you further out of your consciousness, fogging your head to the point of no return. Her strokes are hard and relentless, pounding you like she has something to prove. Her hands travel to your chest, fondling and teasing your nipples. You feel her strong, firm thighs beneath yours as her strokes just don't fucking give up.
You feel like if she fucks you any harder, she will impregnate you.
"Amore, amore, mi principessa..." Vendetta groans, eyes fluttering as she tries to maintain eye contact. "I'm gonna cum, principessa."
"Really?" You almost squeal, so aroused by the gladiator dicking you down. "I want to feel you cum in me, Marzia, please cum in me-"
"Cum with me, amore, cum with me-"
On her command, you orgasm together, a rush of bliss so intense you swear you could feel your souls merge.
When you open your eyes, her body is limp on yours, breathing hard and lightly caressing your cheek. Her cock is still hard in you, keeping your cream inside. You gently play with her hair, adoring her curls.
"...Mi principessa?" Vendetta tenderly speaks.
She props her head up on your chest, earnestly looking into your eyes.
"I do not desire power. I desire you."
She takes a quiet breath before continuing to speak.
"I know sex does not fix everything, but I hope it was a good start to my redemption. Do you forgive me?"
You laugh, softly kissing her forehead.
"I forgive you, my love."
[author's notes!] this is my first mini series i am so happy how this turned out! i love this storyline i hope yall loved it too! im so happy that yall are enjoying my vendetta work!! i really appreciate yalls feedback!! goodnight & good morning!! <3
translations
le cose che ti farò: the things i'll do to you
tutti bella: all beautiful, everything beautiful
ti amo da morire: i love you to death
vieni per me: come for me
mi principessa: my princess