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He slides two fingers inside me as he moans. “It does, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I barely whisper.
“God, there are so many things I want to do to you, Gia. But I don’t want to break you too fast. Fuck waiting for a taste though.”
He flips me again, and his mouth is instantly on my cunt. I cry out in pure ecstasy. I’ve never felt so much pleasure from a man’s tongue pushing into me. My body writhes underneath his touch. And my fantasies become a reality. Caspian Conti is making me orgasm. He knows it before I do. His lips curl up as he makes me come.
“Fuck you, Conti,” I cry out, as my body trembles my orgasm.
“I will gladly fuck you.”
He stands up with an amused expression on his face. He grabs my legs, jerking my body to him.
“I’ve waited too long for this.” His cock rests at my entrance, and for a second, I think he is going to ask me for permission. Ask if I want him to fuck me.
My answer would be yes. I want Caspian Conti to fuck me. After what he just did to my body, I want to know what his cock would feel like. Sex with him would be amazing. Incredible. I know it without even experiencing it. I know my body craves his. I don’t understand it. Other than saving me, he’s done nothing to earn me. He doesn’t get to fuck me without earning it.
“No,” I say, as defiantly as I can. I pull myself back on the bed away from his cock.
He cocks his head to the side and his face tenses. He’s not used to being disobeyed. He’s not used to being defied. And I prepare for a fight that rivals Dante.
But I refuse to be raped again. I will protect the woman that Caspian brought home, but I won’t let him violate me. I can’t.
He moves to grab my ankles, but I scoot further away.
“No,” I say, louder.
He doesn’t stop moving. He crawls up onto the bed, as I continue to scoot back. My head turns to the door. Did he lock it? Could I escape? He’s much faster than me. But if my adrenaline is running, could I get free?
“Try it,” he growls.
My head snaps back to Caspian. Him reading my thoughts is getting really annoying.
“You can’t rape me.”
He raises an eyebrow, as he climbs further up until his body is over mine. “I can’t?”
“No, you can’t. You won’t. You’re better than, Dante. You won’t hurt me like that. You just made me come. You aren’t cruel,” I say, hoping my words are true.
“Am I?”
“Yes, you’re kind.”
“No, I’m not kind.”
I take a deep breath, and all I breathe in is him. His sweat, his cologne, and my cum on his breath. And it drives my womanhood wild.
“You won’t rape me,” I repeat.
He frowns, and I see in his eyes that he won’t. I don’t know why. He’s raped me before. He might have assaulted other women before. But I know he won’t rape me, now.
“No,” he finally says, defeated.
“Will you rape the other woman you stole?” I ask.
He chuckles lightly like he knows something I don’t. “No.”
I frown. His word doesn’t give me much confidence.
