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Then he puts a finger to my lips to stop me. “Before you say yes—”
I pull his finger away. “—I’m saying yes.”
He laughs. “Before you do, there’s something I need to tell you.” He lets out a long sigh and sits up.
I nod. “Okay. But now you’re worrying me.”
“It’s your brother, Emiliano.” Dix bows his head and details the events of the evening that lead to my father killing my brother.
He holds me in his arms while I cry for my wayward brother and the life and the future he will never have.
“I am so fucking sorry, babe, but you need to know.”
I nod and swipe at my tears. “I know and I’m glad you told me. I’m also glad it was Papa who did it.”
“You are?”
I smile at his disbelief. “I am. Bene is strong, but he wouldn’t be able to live with killing his brother. And if it had been anyone else it would be endless war to avenge his death.”
Emiliano’s death was inevitable, and this is the best possible outcome. “I love you Dix and I am ready to start our life together, whatever that looks like for us. To be your Valentine.”
“Good, because it starts with a wedding.”
I let my head fall back with a laugh, feeling the sadness fall away like shedding an old skin. Gone is the cartel princess who’s had life handed to her within the confines of her gilded cage, and in her place is a loving wife walking through life at the side of her totally gorgeous man. “You’re wrong.”
“Am I?”
I nod and give his chest a shove until he’s on his back and I’m straddling his hips. “It starts right here, right now.”
He groans when I slide off him, but his hazel eyes darken when I remove the flimsy tank top and shorts I sleep in. “I like where this is going.”
I smile and kneel at his feet, sliding my palms up from his ankles to his strong muscles in his calves and thighs, up to his narrow waist, where I dip my fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs.
“Hips,” I order, and he lifts his hips, smiling up at me as I remove the boxers. “You are so fucking beautiful, Dix.”
He sits up, the muscles in his chest and abs flexing beautifully, and I clench at the sight of him.
“That’s my line, and we’re missing one thing.” He holds up the ring, and I raise my hand for him to slip it on my finger. I stare at it. This is so different from the last time when I was forced to get married.
“Valentina,” he says, his voice quavering with emotion. “Will you marry me?”
My voice is also thick with unspoken feelings when I say, “Yes. It’s beautiful. I love you so much, Dix.”
He laughs and scoops an arm around me, pulling me up against his chest as we fall back onto the bed together. “I love you too. Now let’s celebrate.”
“Thought you’d never ask.” I press my lips to his and kiss him deeply, pouring all the love I feel back into him. This feeling inside my chest is too strong to ignore, and the only way to soothe it is to give it back to him. We kiss long and slow, our tongues gliding together in an erotic dance that shoots fire through my veins.
Desire builds within me until I can’t stand it anymore. I rise up and adjust myself on top of his eagerly awaiting cock. His hard length slides inside me with ease, and I know this is what I want. His ring on my finger, his breath on my lips, and his thick cock inside me.
My hips start to roll, slowly at first, but the sensation drives me wild. I move faster, bucking and grinding as pleasure surges through me. Dix grabs my hips firmly, guiding me as he slams himself into me from below.
“That’s right baby, come all over my cock.”
I try to control my speed, but it’s impossible. “Dix!” His fingertips sink into my flesh as he drags me against him until I finally scream out in pleasure and grind against him for every bit of pleasure I can get out of him before slipping off, breathless and panting.
“No, honey. I’m not finished.” He growls and lifts me up again until my still vibrating pussy is just above his mouth. “Like this. Give yourself to me, Val."
I lower myself carefully until I feel his hot tongue slip inside my folds, his lips around my sensitive clit until I cry out in pleasure and jerk away again.
“Don't tease me babe,” he says playfully. “I’m too hungry for you for that.”
His words send a shiver through me, and I laugh. “I’m hungry for you too, Dix.” He growls his pleasure when I rotate and lay across his body, taking his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. “Whoever comes first calls the shots later.”
