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“Go to hell, Santos.”
She tries to pull free, but I tug her to me. “When I make a promise, Madelena, it means something. I thought you knew that. Or did you forget?”
I walk her backward to the bed, spin her around and hold both of her wrists in one of my hands at her back. I tug them down, forcing her shoulders back. When I bring my mouth to her ear, she turns her face toward me, her breathing shallow. Being this close does to her exactly what it does to me, and the wild beating of the pulse at her neck tells me this moment is no exception.
“Do you need a reminder?” I ask in a low whisper.
She shudders.
I slide my hand along her inner thigh, up under her skirt and into her panties. From behind, my fingers tickle the cleft of her ass, tips of my longest fingers closing over her clit, my thumb rubbing her asshole.
Her breath trembles.
“You’re wet.” I press my cock against her back as I play with her. “I know the marriage vow was forced, but the words ‘I love you’ were not. Don’t tell me you already forgot having said them.” I push my thumb into her asshole, circle four fingers over her swollen clit, and listen to her moan with pleasure.
I smile.
“You’re mine, Madelena.” I bend her over the bed, release her wrists, and draw my hand out of her panties.
She makes a sound of protest as I push her skirt up and her panties down.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m going to show you what it means to be mine.”
I undo my belt, my slacks, freeing my cock and push into her in one hard thrust that makes her grunt. “Mine.” I draw back, slide one finger into her tight ass, watching myself fuck her as she fists handfuls of the blankets.
I take her hard and deep, and it’s not to make her come. She doesn’t deserve to come. It’s to make sure she knows who she belongs to and that words carry weight with me.
“You and I belong to each other now. For better or for worse. Until death do us part. And I mean every word of that.”
“Santos,” she starts, arching her back.
“You want to come?” I ask before closing my teeth over the curve of her neck.
She nods hard.
“Do you deserve to come?”
She looks back at me. “Please,” she mutters, arching into my cock, my finger, her muscles tight around both. I curse myself because I can’t fucking resist her. When I slide my free hand to her clit, she cries out, her knees buckling. Her body squeezes around me, throbbing, forcing my release as I drape myself over her and empty into her tight heat.
We’re both panting when I pull out to flip her onto her back. I search her face, kiss her, watching her eyes as she looks into mine.
“I can’t be without you anymore. You know that, don’t you?” I ask.
She kisses me, then lets her head fall back as her mouth opens on a pant. I kiss her exposed throat, take her lower lip into my mouth and bite just hard enough to make her look at me again.
“Tell me you know that.”
“I do. I know.” She smiles, eyelids heavy.
I smile too. Everything I said is true, is right. She belongs to me as much as I belong to her. And I will destroy anyone who tries to hurt her—who tries to take her from me.
25
MADELENA
The next few weeks pass quietly. It’s strange, and I’m afraid to settle into the peace or to let my guard down, but things are good between Santos and me. We’ve seen his family a few times, but I get the feeling Santos is avoiding them as much as I always have. He won’t talk about why, but I know something has come up with Alexia’s murder that he doesn’t like. I heard him discussing it with Val one night. But that’s not all. There’s something else that’s weighing on him, and it has to do with Caius.
Santos sits watching me at the dining room table as I polish off the last bite of my second slice of lasagna, leftovers from the night before. He shakes his head, checks his watch and turns to me.
