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Oh, the ego on this man! But he’s right. I do. Very much. He’s like a Greek god.

I run my hands over his pecs and up over his shoulders. “It’s okay.”

He sniggers, leans down and nips at one of my nipples and slides his hands under my ass to go deeper.

“Oh, fuck.”

“You like to play?” Declan asks. “Cheeky girl.”

“No, I’m sorry.”

He snickers again and speeds up, as my body feels like it’s completely under his control. Let’s face it, it is, and I’m not sad about it at all.

“No condom. I’m going to come on your tits,” Declan grunts, both of us close.

I grip his arms, digging my nails in.

His nostrils flare like a wild animal, and I’m pretty sure he likes the pain. Squeezing my ass cheeks, he speeds up, and I slip over the edge.

“Oh God,” I cry out into the room.

“Fuck, look at you coming around my cock,” Declan exclaims. “Fuck me.”

The world spins as I almost lose consciousness. I’ve given him all of me, physically and more, and nothing has prepared me for the pleasure we’re sharing.

I want all of you

There was meaning in those few words. I wish I was in a position to explore it, but it’s too risky.

He pulls out of me and strokes his cock fast with his fist, then spills white, hot cum all over my breasts. His lips twitch and eyes flare as he rubs it into my skin like he’s marking me as his.

He is.

I can see it clear as day as he licks his lips.

“You’re single-handedly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life,” Declan rasps. “And you’re wearing my seed.”

I was right.

He’s planted his flag on me, so to speak. But if he thinks it’s changed anything, he’s wrong.

Go enjoy your boyfriend. We marry in one week.

Declan can’t protect me from Tony Marino. I was wrong. But I don’t want to let him go, either.

CHAPTER TWELVE

TONY MARINO

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I slam the door to my office and feel the potent mix of rage and desire flowing through my veins.

I could have fucked Stella Voss on the floor of my parlor, and there’s nothing she could have done about it.

Her hound dogs, though, they would’ve attempted to breach my security and burst into the room. Making a mess.

More bodies to dispose of. It’s costly business.