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I really do forget all the bad things he’s done this time. When he pulls his lips away from mine, it’s only to reposition them on my jawline. He slips lower and lower with each passing second as he trails kisses down my neck. I bite my bottom lip and try to hold onto my sanity, but it feels like it’s slipping through my fingers.
“Are you on birth control?” He mumbles against my collarbone.
My stomach twists into knots and I find myself reaching forward to grab onto him. It isn’t out of lust, it’s to keep myself from falling backward. “I-I-I,” I stutter, trying to push him away or pull myself back, whichever will put some distance between the two of us.
But Raniero only holds me tighter and grinds his body into mine. His cock creates an impressive bulge in his jeans as it presses against my stomach. “Ah, ah, ah,” his smile presses against my throat, “I asked you a question.”
My heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of my chest. “No,” I respond quietly.
His grip tightens for a second in delight. “Perfect,” Raniero chuckles. “I want to see your belly swell with my seed as soon as possible.”
A scream of admissions echoes through my head.I’ve never had sex before. I don’t know how to be a mom. I barely know you.But they are quashed by his quickness. I never get a chance to put a voice to my truths before he’s tugging at the hem of my shirt and baring me in front of him.
I didn’t put a bra on after getting out of the bathtub because I didn’t expect to see Raniero until dinner. This gives him an ample view of my breasts and I reach up to cover them with crossed arms.
He’s quick to grab my forearms and stop me. “I don’t want you to hide from me, Calliope.” An edge to his tone tells me that this isn’t a joke. “You are my perfect, untouched princess and I want to see all of you.”
I have to turn my head to keep from looking at him. My face is filled with shame when he brings a hand up to my chest and runs his thumb across my nipple. It’s almost enough to make me cry when the sensation causes the skin to pebble.
“You’re turned on by me,” he asserts.
I can’t stop my body from reacting. Raniero is strong and attractive and he touches me like a master handling a prized horse. “I can’t help my reactions,” I mutter under my breath.
He grabs my chin and tilts it up so that I’m forced to look at him. “I’m not going to hurt you, Calliope. I need you to know that.”
“You kidnapped me. You are holding me hostage.” I frown.
Raniero shrugs. “That was all necessary. I needed you so that I could teach your father a lesson.”
“I struggle to understand what my father’s transgressions have to do with me.” I rip my chin out of his hand and try to push past him, but he only allows me to go so far before grabbing my wrist and holding me in place. “Why me?” I glare back at him.
Once again his shoulders make a little up-and-down motion. Raniero’s face is passive when he tells me that it’s complicated. “When I first saw your picture, I was drawn to you. I could have put it down and gone after your brothers instead, or your father’s girlfriend, but the more I found out about you, the harder it was to leave you alone.” His eyebrows crease as he looks at me. “Your father hated you. He hurt you and he ruined your life. Heenjoyedruining your life. I thought we’d bond over shoveling a heap of shit on top of his head for once.”
It isn’t romantic. This whole situation will make me feel icky when I think about it later.
I’m standing shirtless before the man that kidnapped me for revenge. He makes me feel like a dog half the time and the other half he ignores me. He talks about our future together like it’s set in stone.
There’s no reason for me to give in to him. I can’t fathom why I’d let him fuck me. But I do.
Sometimes you find solace in the most unlikely of places. Like the very man that turned your life upside down.
11
RANIERO
When Calliope steps toward me and stands on her toes, she isn’t tall enough to kiss me. I do her the service of bending my head just a few inches to read her mouth.
I don’t know what changed within her in those few moments, but it’s enough to change her entire attitude. I want to devour her whole, but now she kisses me like she’s hungry, too.
We press our naked torsos together and it’s an awkward shuffle to the bed. But when the back of her knees hit the edge, they buckle and send her sailing backward. Calliope lands on the comforter with an indiscernible thump.
Seeing her from this angle, I catch sight of the goosebumps covering her arms. There is a tremor in her thigh muscle as it flexes tight and releases over and over again. Her nipples form tiny little points at the end of her breasts.
This is the moment where I could be a good guy. I could grab her shirt off the floor and have her put it back on. We could walk across the grounds until my lust for her subsides. It would endear her to me and make our wedding night and subsequent marriage easier.
But I’ve never been the hero of anyone’s story; I’ve always been the villain.
I reach forward to grab the cloth shorts around her waist and start dragging them down her thighs. I carefully watch the look in her eyes as I toss them behind me. She dons a pair of pink panties that sport a wet spot right in her center.
