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“Do you remember now?” Marcus whispered.
“Y-yes.”
“Then if I tell you I’ll defile you now—-”
I couldn’t help but moan, couldn’t help but writhe against his body, and his head moved down, his teeth sinking into the side of my neck.
“Does the thought of being defiled arouse you that much?” His hands moved down my body, and when I didn't answer fast enough, his hand landed against the left cheek of my ass, the sharp sound ringing inside the room.
I jerked, and he growled, “Answer me.”
He slapped my ass a second time.
“Yes,” I gasped.
He slapped my ass a third time. “It doesn’t scare you?”
I shook my head. It should have...but it didn’t.
His tongue licked my ear, and I shuddered.
How foolish I was, to think that I already knew everything there was to Marcus Ravelli inside the bedroom.
I was so clearly wrong, but it didn’t matter.
It also meant there was so much more to discover...and I couldn’t wait.
Marcus sat on the edge of the bed and moved back until there was enough space for me to sit between his legs. His bed was so tall that my feet ended up dangling in the air, and when we looked at the mirror again, he murmured almost broodingly, “You look so damn small.”
“But not fragile,” I whispered.
He was quiet. “No.” His tone was hard but there was something else in it, something that made his eyes opaque and his jaw clench. “Is it because you’ve changed?”
“I d-don’t know.” I turned to look at him over my shoulder, saying faintly, “But you changed, too.” I licked my lips. “Didn’t y—-”
He cut my words off by capturing my mouth in a kiss, and I moaned even as I kissed him back just as hungrily.
Lifting his head, he said savagely, “You’re wrong,bambina.”
His teeth sank into my lower lip, biting just hard enough to cause pain, and my hands fumbled before settling on his thighs, my fingers digging sharply into his legs.
He released my lip, and I gasped, “Marcus!” The violence in his kiss should have terrified me, but it just made me want—-
More.
His head lowered again, and with his lips brushing against mine, he said hoarsely, “I never changed. I’ve always been like this.” His tongue licked my lips. “And deep inside...”
His arms went around my body, his fingers finding my breasts.
He moved his head away, and our gazes met through the mirror. “You had always known that.” He tugged my nipples hard as he spoke, and I gasped, my body arching—-
“Didn’t you?”
My head fell back against his chest. “Yes.”
And when he started pinching my nipples, I sobbed out, “Yes.”
And we both knew that I was saying ‘yes’ to everything.
