“Take off your clothes.”
I blinked. “Can you calm down so we can have a conversation—”
“No! We can’t!”
“Stop yelling at me—”
“I already told you that I have no fucking control and to take that tight little pussy and go back into that suite, and youstayed so now I’m going to give you what you asked for, naughty princess—”
“I am not naughty.”
His only response was a primal growl.
I took another step forward and our bodies were nearly touching now—only an inch apart.
“Fuck, Princess. Now you’re just tempting the devil.” His chains rattled once more as he strained against them.
The sound was harsh in the quiet room, yet somehow it felt like background noise compared to the pounding of my heart in my chest.
He demanded like the mafia boss he was, “Unlock these chains right now!”
“No.”
He yanked at the hook and another small piece of concrete fell from the wall.
I shivered. “I want to kiss you.”
“And I want to fuck you so hard that you’re not just bleeding from losing your virginity you’re bleeding because of me.”
I flinched. “Keep talking that way and you will never have sex with me—”
“Who’s going to stop me, Princess?” His expression was a man who was truly possessed by the devil. His eyes burned with brutal fire and his brows were furrowed in a menacing scowl. His facial muscles were tense and contorted, giving him a demonic appearance.
Slowly, I touched his chest, resting my fingertips on the tattooed muscle, right on the inked petals of those black roses and skulls.
His response was immediate.
He closed his eyes and groaned so loud that it throbbed through my body.
“Do you know why I came looking for you, Gianni?”
He didn’t open his eyes.
I pressed my breasts against his chest.
I licked my lips. “I’ve never had an orgasm from anyone else before in my entire life.”
He snapped those eyes open.
“And. . .that was amazing.” My body hummed with lust. “Your tongue and fingers were so good. I want you to do that a lot during our marriage.”
To my surprise, a wicked chuckle left him.
“I’m serious.”
“I know you are.” He gazed down at my hands on his chest. “I’ve been watching you for a long time, Princess, but never once did I see that you enjoyed playing with fire.”
“How long have you been watching me?”
