Page 43 of Sicilian Savior

“More. I’ll never get enough of you,” I whispered back, pulling his lip between my teeth.

“You’re killing me, woman,” he said against my lips, then reached over and grabbed a condom from the nightstand, ripping it open quickly and sliding it on.

He climbed back on top of me, his huge frame covering me as he pressed open my legs with his thighs. Passion ignited in his eyes as the tip of his cock slid across my entrance, the tip teasing me as I moved my hips to encourage him in. Knox leaned down and pressed his mouth to mine, a censure of pleasure and pain as he kissed me so hard, I let a little cry escape.

He froze, pulling his mouth away from mine. “Shit. Did I hurt you?”

I reached up and touched his face. “No. I mean, a little, but I liked it.”

A long inhale expanded his chest before he let out a lengthy sigh. Closing his eyes, he shook his head. “I’m so sorry, Lucia. I’m trying so hard to hold back and be gentle with you. I never want to hurt you. I won’t ever hurt you. You’ve been hurt enough.”

“Knox,” I soothed as I stroked a hand down his cheek. “You’re not hurting me. I love how gentle you are with me, but you don’t have to treat me like I’m a fragile piece of glass that will shatter if you touch me too hard.”

Every time we’d made love last night, it had been beautiful and wonderful. But each time, it was soft and sensual, and I sensed him holding back.

He sighed and nodded his head. “I know you’re not glass. You’re strong, Lucia. So fucking strong. But I remember what it was like after I got out of my situation. I know what it’s like to be powerless and have someone inflicting pain on you. Powerless was something I’d never felt in my life, and it really messed with me.”

“Yeah. I know what it’s like to feel powerless,” I sighed. “Victor made it very clear what would happen to Luca if I didn’t obey him or if I tried to fight back.”

“Exactly. It really messes with your head. My mind was so fucked up that it took me almost a year before anyone could touch me without me responding with knee-jerk violence. Hell, some poor dude at the gas station put his hand on my shoulder to tell me I dropped my wallet, and I fucking snapped and almost broke his arm. I know what we went through was different, but still, those memories of what you endured from Victor can’t be too different from my memories of being tortured within an inch of my life.”

I nodded my head. “I suppose you’re right. And honestly, I was terrified to be touched by anyone for a long time after. Well, actually, until I met you. And now I’m not afraid of being touched anymore.”

His soft smile melted my insides. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. I was terrified of the world before you walked into my life, but now that I know you, I’m not scared of you. I need you to know that.”

He pressed his forehead to mine. “I love that you’re not scared of me, but I just want you to know that I understand if you ever need me to stop or you get scared from my touch. I just want you to feel safe with me. Always.”

I took his face in both of my hands. “I do feel safe with you. That’s why I want you to stop holding yourself back. I won’t break, Knox. Don’t be gentle with me. Now, where were we?”

He matched my playful smile and rolled onto his back, grabbing my hips and pulling me on top of him. He lifted me so easily, I felt like I weighed nothing. Then, he guided me over his hard cock. When I slid down it, I closed my eyes and relished the feeling of fullness he brought me—the connection I felt when our bodies melted together. I’d never experienced anything like it, and I wanted to feel it over and over again.

So, I did. I took the pleasure he so easily brought me while I let my heart crack open more, welcoming Knox inside of it as I welcomed him into my body. It had been so long since I hadn’t recoiled from a man’s touch. With Knox, I never wanted him to take his rough hands off me... the hands so capable of doing harm, yet so gentle when they touched me. It had been so long since I had felt wanted, cherished, and protected. All the things he made me feel and more.

Knox groaned, holding my hips and moving me against him. He then slid his hands up to explore my breasts, gently squeezing my nipples until I tossed my head back in pleasure.

“You like that?” he whispered.

“Yes,” I breathed out. His gentle touches coaxed out a moan. “Don’t be gentle, Knox.”

He paused his touch and looked up at me, worried eyes meeting mine. “Are you sure you want this? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” I said with certainty. “Now, fuck me the way I know you want to.”

Those words ignited a fire inside the man who’d done nothing but touch me with tenderness. His grip on my nipples tightened as he thrummed his thumbs over them, and I moaned out my satisfaction.

“Yes,” I whispered. “Don’t hold back.”

With a deep growl, Knox released his grip on my breasts and flipped me over onto my back. I gasped as he grabbed my legs and hooked them over his shoulders. He caged me with his arms as his cock pressed against my entrance. I stared into his eyes, encouraging him to enter me with the powerful passion we both felt.

I didn’t want gentle. I didn’t want slow. One of the most lethal and formidable men in the world was between my legs, and I wanted to feel his raw power when he took me again. And he read my mind because he thrust inside of me with a force that left me unable to exhale my next breath.

His long, punishing strokes made me dizzy with desire. Feeling his power inside of me had me panting and gasping as he rode me to pleasures like I’d never imagined. My body ached in the best way from the forceful thrusts pushing inside of me. I nearly came undone when he flipped me onto my stomach and grabbed me by the hips, lifting my ass in the air and impaling me with his rock-hard cock from behind. I grabbed ahold of the pillow as he drove deep inside of me, then his fingers reached around and found the sweet spot between my legs. I cried out my pleasure as he rubbed his fingers against me while he continued the powerful thrusts that had me coming undone. When I called out his name as I reached my climax, he groaned, stiffening his body as he stopped his thrusting and held himself inside of me.

“Fuck,” he grunted, then he collapsed beside me and pulled me into his arms.

“Yeah,” I breathed.