15 ELIJAH

"Would you mind if I step away for a while?" I approach Monica with an understanding smile. "Leave her to me; she'll be very safe," Mike intervenes, shooting her a murderous look. "After all, it's your fault," I mutter, as the events with Alicia replay in my head.

When I saw her in that mini dress, with a low-cut back, and those high heels, my cock stirred in my pants. God! I needed to have her once and for all. I wanted to feel her tight pussy gripping my cock as I made her moan with pleasure underneath me. But seeing who she was with extinguished my desire, and my mood plummeted to the depths of hell.

But the last straw was when I saw her provocatively dancing with him. She looked at him with lust, and I adamantly refuse to accept what I was seeing. I needed to rip that guy's head off for touching what belonged to me. Just the thought of them fucking right now turns my stomach.

"Whatever," I say, looking at Monica again. "I had a little work inconvenience, but I promise I'll make it up to you."

"Don't worry; work is always important," she replies with a smile. "I'll stay to meet your group of friends."

"Okay, leaving you in good hands," I look at Mike. "And you will pay for this."

"I know I've been dead for a long time," he says.

I roll my eyes and walk away from them. I needed to get to Alicia's house as soon as possible. I needed her to understand that I'm the only one who should see, touch, and speak to her. She can't belong to anyone else. One thing I take pride in being Italian is that I have to fight for what's mine, and if I don't get it, I'll force her to submit.

The car ride felt endless, even though the streets were completely deserted. However, I arrived to witness the worst scene of all. I parked my car not too far from Alicia's house.

She was standing there, smiling at that guy as if they were a couple of lovesick idiots. But I know perfectly well that she's not doing this out of love or a desire to get to know him. She's doing it to make me angry. I watched as they kissed, clearly enjoying it.

I clenched my hands on the steering wheel, controlling every cell in my body not to burst out and beat him to a pulp for kissing my woman. I waited for him to leave, knowing I only needed to talk to Alicia and make her understand that everything would be fine with me, and she wouldn't lack anything.

Fortunately, he left, leaving Alicia at her house. He trotted up to the door, rang the bell insistently, and that's when she opened the door.

"I told you to stay away from him," I said seriously, walking into her house without asking for permission.

"What do you think you're doing?" Alicia steps in my way. "Get out of my house." She tries to push me away, but I don't move an inch.

"Why do you like to make me angry?" I start to corner her until she's completely pinned against the wall.

"Get out of here." She insists. I ignore what she says and bury my nose in her neck.

"You smell like that idiot." I pull away from her neck, my face entirely flushed. "Do you think I like seeing you with another man?"

"I don't care, Elijah. Now, get out; I want to sleep." She says angrily. "You completely ruined my night."

"I wasn't going to allow that idiot to keep touching you like he was. Only I can touch you!"

My hands went straight to her ass, lifting her slightly. Alicia let out a gasp as her face came level with my mouth. Slowly, I lowered her back to the floor.

"I'm going to erase every touch he gave you," I assured her.

"No, Elijah," she said in a frigid tone, but to me, it was permission to continue my mission.

"Let me show you that I'm better than any man who approaches you."

I slowly brought my hand to my mouth, moistening my fingers with saliva, and then moved them toward her sensitive area. I pushed aside her panties and began circling my fingers. Alicia's face showed pleasure, which empowered me to keep making her enjoy it.

"Elijah," she moaned.

"Yes, love, moan my name," I increased the movement of my fingers on her clitoris. "Because I'm the one who's going to bring you to orgasm."

"Please," she begged.

"What do you want?" I asked playfully. "You're so wet that my fingers are sliding effortlessly. You don't know how much I long to thrust my cock inside your pussy."

"Don't stop," she begged again.

Alicia grabbed me by the nape of my neck and planted a kiss filled with passion and lust on my lips. Her sweet mouth tasted like cherries, and her perfume was driving me crazy. Our tongues began to play, searching for the pleasure of being together.

I moved my fingers faster and faster to give Alicia what she asked for. She pulled away from my lips to reveal a face full of pleasure. Her body started to convulse in the characteristic throes of an impending orgasm. I smiled maliciously and increased the speed of my fingers until I could feel her hot pussy under my touch.

"Elijah!" She moaned louder. "Please, please, please!"

"Come on, love, give me that orgasm," I begged. "Give me your orgasm."

"Oh, God!" She let out a scream and then fell completely silent with her eyes rolling back. Her legs began to tremble.

"Yes, love, feel the orgasm with every fiber of your skin, feel how your pussy longs to be penetrated, enjoy the pleasurable sensation of the orgasm," I whispered to calm her spasms.

Alicia slowly started to regain her composure and then looked into my eyes. I brought my fingers to my mouth and savored her taste. I was captivated once again. This confirmed once more that she had to be mine, no matter what.

"You're mine, Alicia, and I don't want anyone else to touch you."

"I'm not property," she muttered.

"I can be with whomever I want, just like you. I can have any man I want, just like you."

"Don't use my own words against me," I said seriously. "But you know this," I took her hand and placed it on my swollen cock inside my pants, "is also yours, and you can use it whenever you want."

Alicia pushed me aside and walked over to the sofa, taking off her heels once and for all. I followed her, sitting next to her, and took her legs, placing them on my lap to give her a little massage. I watched her close her eyes and relax on the couch, her breathing becoming slower and steadier.

"Why do you want me to be your wife?" She suddenly asked. "Why me and not any other woman willing to do it?"

"I don't know," I replied honestly. "From the moment I first saw you, you drove me crazy, and since then, all I've done is think about you, and it's driving me nuts. But all you've done is hate me and push me away like I have some disease."

Alicia got up from the sofa and sat on my lap, right on top of my still swollen cock.

"It's better to get to know each other first, don't you think?" she asked.

"My father doesn't have much time left. That's why he wants to see me get married and have children."

"I'm not the right one, Elijah, and maybe Monica is."

"How about $100,000 a month to be my wife?"

Alicia's mouth dropped open. I assumed that all sorts of thoughts were running through her head, considering that amount of money monthly just for giving me a child was the minimum she could receive. Alicia had all the potential to become a queen if she accepted my proposal, but knowing her, and knowing that she's stubborn, she'd probably refuse.

"Do you think I can sell myself for $100,000?"

"$200,000?" I increased the offer.

"No!" She pushed me away from her body and adjusted her short dress. Then, she went to the kitchen area, and I followed her.

"Alicia, I'm giving you the opportunity to become the most influential woman in the whole city. You'll have luxuries, money, and your father will receive excellent care from the best doctors in the world. Think about that."

"Elijah, I don't want to be someone influential. I just feel like a damn whore, you even said it."

I cursed under my breath.

"I'm sorry for calling you a whore. I know you're not. It's just that... I don't like seeing you with anyone else. I even want to kill anyone who looks at you, and one of these days, I'll do it because no one can do it better than me."

I took her waist again and pulled her against my body.

"And this dress... drives me damn crazy, Alicia. You have no idea the kind of control you have over me."

I leaned in closer to her neck and began leaving small kisses, moving up to her cheek, and finally to her lips.

"Elijah, I..."

"Please think about it," I interrupted. Our gazes locked. "Be my wife, and you'll want for nothing."