Page 40 of Sicilian Savior

“Then I’m yours.”

Hearing those words sent my heart soaring. All the pain I’d endured in my life... all the torture... the pleas for death that didn’t come—it was all worth it to put me on a path that landed Lucia in my arms. For the first time since I’d been captured, I knew, really knew, why I’d fought so hard to stay alive—my true purpose in this world. It had been to find my way to her.

I yanked her up off the ground, loving how she responded without flinching or stiffening. She melted into my embrace as I carried her back to the blanket, laying her down gently.

Our kisses never stopped, hungry and desperate as her hands roved over me, sliding beneath my shirt. I growled against her lips when her fingers moved to the buttons on my pants.

“I want you. Now,” she whispered as if she could read my reeling mind.

It was all I needed to come completely undone. I sat up, yanking my shirt over my head. Her eyes narrowed into seductive slits as she let her gaze rove over me.

“You have so many scars,” she said, reaching out and touching the countless marks on my body.

“Every scar I have was worth it because it brought me to you.”

She sighed, leaning up and pulling me back down on top of her. I kissed her while I worked open the buttons on her pink dress, trying to make my hands move slower than they wanted to. I wanted to tear her clothes off and bury myself inside her, but she deserved to be treated gently and with great care. Someone had hurt her before me, and I vowed that my touch would erase every last memory of pain.

I took my time taking off her clothes, kissing every inch of her body as it became exposed. She moaned and writhed, closing her eyes while she lay beneath me as I slid off her underwear.

The sight of Lucia’s naked body sprawled on the blanket would have dropped me to my knees if I wasn’t already on them. I’d never seen anything more beautiful in my life.

“I want you inside me,” she begged as I dragged my fingertips along her hip bones. “Please.”

And I wanted to give her what she wanted, but first, I needed to take my time. Cherish every inch of her body.

“Not yet,” I whispered as I pressed my lips to her throat. “I may have external scars on my body showing the pain I’ve endured, but I know you have scars too. Even though I can’t see them, I want to erase every painful touch you’ve endured.”

I kissed lower on her chest, working toward her full breasts.

“I want to kiss away every painful memory and replace it with a new one.”

I moved my kisses toward her hard nipple.

Her breasts lifted with her heavy sigh.

Gently, I pulled her nipple between my lips. She moaned and arched her back, pressing it deeper into my mouth. Using my tongue, I caressed the stiffened peak while I slid my hand to cup her other breast. I took my time with her, using the softness of my touch to coax moan after moan out of her before my kisses moved south.

When I reached her belly button, I glanced up to catch her watching me. There was no fear in her eyes as I kissed my way down between her legs. Instead, pure desire radiated from her and encouraged me on.

Her legs fell open as I peppered kisses along the inside of her thigh, taking my time to caress every inch of her with my lips and my tongue. I dragged my tongue up the inside of her thigh, finally finding my way to the sweet spot between her legs.

Her hips bucked when I slid my tongue against her wet heat, and she reached down and grabbed ahold of my hair. Her fingers dug into me, and the raw passion encouraged me on. I slid two fingers inside of her as I worked her over with my tongue, her moans and sighs guiding me to pleasure her until I felt her body quivering and tightening. I sped up my pace as her fingers tightened their grip on my hair, and I continued until my name rolled off her tongue on repeat.

Lucia’s legs fell limp as she finished, and I moved my kisses back to her inner thigh and then back up her body until I hovered over her.

She opened her eyes, and they blinked slowly up at me. “That was incredible,” she breathed. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

Proud I’d brought her such pleasure, I wanted nothing but to bring her more. But I also wanted to make sure she knew we could stop anytime. “We don’t have to do anything else,” I said as I kissed the cleft on her neck. “We can stop now if you want. You’re in control here.”

She slid her hands along my face and brought my lips to hers. “How many times do I have to tell you I want you? All of you.”

The look in her eyes confirmed that she had no doubts, and my cock stiffened even more, though I didn’t think that was possible.

“Please, Knox,” she begged. “I want you inside of me.”

There was no faking the look inside of her eyes... her feelings for me were real. My heart swelled knowing my feelings for her were reciprocated, and I wanted nothing more than to connect with her in the way that I knew would bind us together. I reached into my back pocket, pulling out my wallet and retrieving a condom from inside. I moved with speed while I tore it open as she pushed down my pants. My cock throbbed while I put it on, and it throbbed again when I lowered it between her legs, and it pressed against her wet heat.

Lucia slid her hands down my hips and cupped my ass, pulling me inside of her. I held her gaze while I entered her, relishing the way her eyes rolled back and her mouth parted. Desperate to connect with her in every way I could, I lowered my lips to hers while I moved inside her. Her fingers dug into my back as she pulled me in deeper.