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I push down on those fingers and kiss him with a hunger that even shocks me. The sweat runs down my back as he unzips his pants and pushes me hard against the wall. I am resigned to what will happen and rather than fear it, I crave it and as his cock hovers at my sodden entrance, he growls, “You’re mine.”
My legs part as he steps between them and as he thrusts inside, I cry out at the sensation it creates. This is fucking at its most brutal. There are no whispered words of love and permission granted. He is taking from me what he wants, whether I agree or not. The fact my slick betrayal is writing him a written invitation tells me there is no hope left for me. As my back hits the wall on repeat, I gasp as he powers inside me and experience nothing but heated desire.
I love it.
Every thrust, every groan and every thump of my heart because I have never felt so desired—so alive. It’s wicked, forbidden and unexpected and if anybody told me I would be fucked against a wall by a man like him, I would have booked the first ticket out of town. But then I would have missed the most passionate experience of my life.
I scream as he bites my neck and grabs my breast, growling at the material covering it. Then I squeal when he rips that dress from my body as if it’s from a bargain store and rolls my nipple against his thumb.
He is overbearing, dominant and so delicious. I could gorge on him all night and when he comes so hard the pictures shake on the wall behind me and I feel his hot cum spurting inside me, telling me that now I’m really fucked. I’m almost afraid to form the words, but as his hot breath fans my neck, I whisper, “I’m not on birth control.”
To my surprise, he laughs against my neck and says huskily, “I guess that comes with being celibate.”
The fact he’s just fucked me renders that statement ridiculous and, to my surprise, I giggle as if he’s the funniest guy in the world.
He pulls back and stares at me for a second, which silences my laughter and my breath hitches when he strokes my face with a heart wrenching tenderness and whispers, “Whatever happens, you are mine and I will take care of you. You’re not on your own anymore.”
“What do you mean?” I’m confused and my voice obviously demonstrates that because his wicked grin takes me by surprise as he growls, “Do you really think I can let you go now?”
“Why not?”
Now I’m really confused and his eyes glitter as he whispers against my ravaged mouth, “Because one taste was enough and now I’m addicted.”
I have no words and he carries on. “You told me you would help me.”
I nod and a sudden softness enters his eyes as he caresses my face in a surprisingly gentle move. “Nobody has ever said that to me and meant it.”
“I don’t understand.” I really don’t, and he laughs softly. “Usually, they tell me what they think I need to hear to get away from me. When you looked into my eyes, you pledged your help out of compassion. I read it in your expression.”
For some reason I feel bold. Maybe it’s because his cum is running down my leg, creating a connection I never really expected, and I smile shyly and reach out and touch his lips with a curiosity that makes his eyes glaze over.
“I see myself in you, Domenico. I experience your pain because that same pain lives inside me. We have a common enemy born out of betrayal and that makes us the most powerful people in this war. We have a job to do and must unite to win, so tell me how I can help you and I will give it my best shot because I can tell you are just as much a prisoner as I am.”
He says nothing and just steps back and nods with approval and then says gruffly, “You have five minutes to change. No shower, though. I want to know you have my cum between your legs, marking you as mine.”
His words make me smile and as I turn away, he says roughly, “Flora.”
I turn and the darkness in his eyes should scare the hell out of me because this look tells me I’ve just gifted my soul to the devil, and that is confirmed when he growls, “Make yourself at home. You’re mine now.”
I turn away without another word and head back inside the closet, feeling strangely warm and fuzzy inside.
You’re mine now.
I have never been important to anyone before and his ownership and dominance is the sweetest gift he could ever give me, because that means I’m not on my own anymore. I have Domenico Ortega and whatever that involves is fine by me.
CHAPTER18
DOM
It’s strange how plans alter with one expression and a few whispered words. As soon as I saw Flora waiting for me, looking so beautiful it all changed for her. The fact she is so sweet is like kryptonite to me because that is what I craved about her sister.
However, one taste of Diana revealed she had a bitter center, which is why I felt the need to sample her sister. Just to confirm she is made of the same stuff, so I could carry on torturing her in the name of revenge.
I am now conflicted because rather than a sour center, Flora’s was sweet, giving me a craving for more.
The way she looked at me tore my heart out because nobody has ever looked at me like that. There is something hurting her, and I recognized the signs. Whatever was in her past will have consequences for whoever did this to her and as I witness the same expression in the mirror, I’m guessing I already have my answer to that.
When a man as damaged as I am holds something so pure in his hands, it’s physically impossible to let it go and I meant what I said. Flora does belong to me now and all the time I have this protective yearning for her. She is going nowhere.
