I stared at Gianni. The humor from my unexpected laugh fading as the reality of the situation settled in.
Gianni’s green eyes blazed with an intensity that sent chills down my spine.
I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady as I asked, “How would you hurt me?”
His response was immediate, and his voice low and menacing. “Tear that little pussy apart.”
I blinked. “You can’t do that.”
A dark smile spread across his face. “Test me and see.”
A wave of fear washed over me, but I forced myself to keep my ground. “Gianni, you can make love to me tonight, and it can be gentle—”
“It will not begentle, Princess, not after the way you moaned during that orgasm. Not after I felt how tight you were. I would push my cock into you and keep going deeper and deeper until I fucking broke through your cervix and hit your stomach.”
I inched back. “I don’t think that’s possible.”
“It’s possible.”
“It isn’t.”
“Long ago, before I realized that I was in love with you… I injured a woman by accident. . .with my cock.”
What the fuck? What sort of man injures a woman with his damn cock?
I lowered my hands from my hips. “How did you do that?”
“I didn’t mean to do it.”
“But. . .how?” I pressed, needing to understand, even though part of me didn’t want to hear the answer.
“I raised her legs up, until her ankles touched her ears.”
I widened my eyes.
“And then. . .because I was mad about something that happened earlier that day with my men. . .nothing that was related to her, but anyway. . .I lost control.” Gianni frowned. “I just kept going deeper and deeper, slamming my cock into her pussy. The fucking bed crashed so hard against the wall that there were dents, and she just kept screaming, but maybe I thought it was in pleasure.”
“Maybe?”
“I barely heard her. At least later she told me that. . .she was screaming in pleasure and pain.”
As a virgin, I didn’t even know what to do with all of that. I only wanted to experience pleasure and already thought his cock was too big to fit.
His chains rattled slightly as he fought to control his anger—anger at himself, at the situation, at what had happened. “I didn’t know my own strength, didn’t realize how easily a pussy could be broken.”
“So. . .”
“I shattered her pelvis.”
I almost shrieked.
“The doctors said the impact was so severe that it splintered her bones. She couldn’t walk properly for several weeks. She was in constant pain, but luckily after a few months the doctor confirmed that she could still have kids.” He eyed me. “Do you understand now? Do you see why I chained myself up? I can’t take that risk with you. I won’t.”
I just stared at him, completely speechless.
Never had I heard of a man truly making a woman unable to walk for weeks after sex.
I’d already been nervous about having sex with him.
