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His worry disappeared almost instantly, and his lips twitched though I could still see some annoyance in there. “That is good advice,” he said and got up from the bed, offering me a hand.

I held his hand like the princess I was and got up from the bed. When I stood up, I felt something trickle out of me, and my eyes went to bed. The room was dim, but still, I should have seen it. The sheets were white, and they seemed wet with sweat. Only sweat.

Terror consumed me, and I touched the sheets like I could feel what I was not able to see. “What the fuck?” I murmured to myself.

Antonio touched my waist gently. “What is wrong?”

I felt a small shiver at the thought of facing him, but I needed to so I could explain. I looked at his golden eyes, and he seemed confused. “There is no blood on the sheets.”

He looked down at the sheets like it didn’t occur to him before. “We are not going to represent them.”

Didn’t he care? I knew some men didn’t. Gabriele married a woman that was not a virgin, but not many men in Cosa Nostra were like him. I didn’t know if Antonio cared, but if he did, it could even mean death for me. Logically there was no reason for him to care, but what if his animalistic urges took over?

I didn’t want to take any chances when my head was on the line. “I swear it was my first time.”

His brows furrowed, and he gently caressed my arms. “Well, I guessed as much, but you know it doesn’t matter. I would never think you cared about these things. I would have assured you before if I did.”

“Men want blood,” I whispered. I never worried over it or talked about it with Antonio since I was a virgin anyway. “I know it is not as harsh as before, but my granny would always tell me the story of how her sister was killed because of that.”

“That is very wrong,” Antonio answered. He kissed my lips. “I really don’t care, Priscilla. Also, I don’t need blood to know I was your first. I kind of understood when we had sex. Not every woman bleeds. It just means I was careful with you. It only shows that it was painless, and I only care about that.”

“It was amazing,” I confirmed and then looked down. “I am sorry for assuming. It is just very scary to me. Childhood trauma, I guess.”

He took my chin between his fingers and made me look up at him. He kissed my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then my lips. Damn, he was good at being sweet. “You never have to apologize. Now go pee, and then let me wash you. Okay?”

I nodded with a smile. I couldn’t help it. He was just too darn cute, and it was all for me. I never wanted to live without this.

Chapter 15

Antonio

It was a good night. Claiming Priscilla gave me more satisfaction than I imagined. She was bratty, but at the same time, she was ready to submit to me. Her body responded to me like no other. I could have gotten lost in her green eyes when I was inside her. I have seen pleasure in other people’s eyes before. Knowing I was the one creating all that passion was always a satisfying thought, but with Priscilla, it was more than that.

Priscilla had passion in her eyes, yes, but she also had trust, amazement, and maybe even love. She had everything I never thought I would be able to create. It was all because of me.

Despite all her annoyance and her expectations, I knew I had made the right decision. No one else could have done that to me but Priscilla.

The only thing I regretted was not talking to her about her virginity. I knew I was the first man she kissed, but I didn’t know if she had slept with a woman before. Honestly, I didn’t care either. I was going to be attentive anyway. I also thought she didn’t care. She was a very free soul.

Unfortunately, it was still a reality in Cosa Nostra. I wished I had assured her before, so she didn’t worry over not bleeding.

Her terror disappeared pretty quickly, though. I washed her golden hair and pretty body. I also gave her another orgasm with my mouth in the shower. I couldn’t get enough. She was so ready to let me take care of her. I dried her body with a towel and then dried her hair with a hair blower. She even let me braid her hair. Those golden silk strands between my fingers felt too precious.

I definitely didn’t deserve her, but the world was never fair. I got her, and I was going to keep her.

When we went back to the bed, she turned her back to me, so I just lay on my side, but it only lasted a few seconds.

“Antonio,” she said, looking over her flushed shoulder. Her cheeks were also slightly pink.

“Yes.”

“Are you not going to hold me?”

I thought she would probably want that, but… “You turned your back. I thought you wanted to sleep apart.”

She shook her head. “Never. I am a small spoon, and I want a big spoon.”

My lips twitched, and I rolled to her side. I wrapped my arms around her body. She seemed so at peace. I got this type of trust before, but it was only from my siblings and Vasiles. Priscilla was my family now, but logically I was still a stranger to her.

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