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“Okay,” she murmurs, swallowing, but still maintaining eye contact.
“I told you when you were eighteen and I loathe repeating myself, but for you I will allow it—at least this time. You belong to me. You are mine. You don’t touch other men—”
“But—”
“Not even in passing. You do not give them your softness—that is mine, baby. All mine.”
“Marco—”
“You may think you know, Princess, but trust me when I tell you, you do not. You may not like the plays I’ve made to keep you out of my bastard father’s reach, but they were my plays to make. You forced my hand pushing your father to make this deal, so, I did what I had to do. Helena, hear me, I’d do the same shit again and again. I wouldn’t choose differently. In fact, after tasting you, I was even more determined to keep you clean of that shit. Now, I don’t know what kind of distorted image you have of me in your head—”
“Marco, please—”
“Let me assure you that I am even more fucked-up than you could imagine, little one. Yet, I did what I needed to do so I could have more of your sweetness when it was done. Now, it’s done and I’m taking your sweet, Ena. It’s mine and only mine. Do you understand?”
She rubs her lips together, swallowing and the action makes my dick ache. I lean in deeper to move my lips against her tender throat.
“Oh God,” she whispers.
That’s no fear in her voice now. Well, there may be a trace of fear, but I hear something else. She’s hungry.
“Are you wet for me, Princess?”
“Your brother can hear us,” she whispers, hiding her face in my chest.
“Look at me,” I order. I expect her to disobey me. I’m surprised when she doesn’t. She looks at me and her eyes are locked on mine. I get the uncomfortable feeling that she is seeing more than I mean for her to. It’s regretful this early on, but it can’t be helped. She has to learn. “Are you wet?”
“I don’t think this is the time or place to discuss any of this,” she censures.
“I could always take you back to your room and tear off your clothes and find out for myself,” I warn. “So, you have a choice. You can tell me now or I learn as I fuck you.”
“God, you really are an asshole,” she mutters.
That makes me grin. She stares at me and some of the anger leaves her face. She drops her head down against my chest, her fingers curling into the sides of my shirt.
“You’re not answering me.”
“God,” she huffs. “Fine. I’m wet, Marco. I was wet when I went to bed, and I’m still wet today. In fact, I was so wet this morning that if you hadn’t been an asshole, you might have had a very different morning—one that included me on my knees.”
“The morning is still young,” I respond, liking the idea of her being on her knees in front of me so much that my cock twitches in my pants. She lifts her head to look at me.
“Does that mean you’re going to put off the meeting with your brother to spend time with me and apologize for making me sound like a dog earlier?” she asks, and I swear the look on her face is daring me to agree. I’m about to say yes when my cell rings. I reach into the pocket of my pants and see it’s the contractor who is supposed to start closing out the tunnels today.
“I need to take this,” I tell her, hating the shuttered look that comes over her face. Her gaze drops down and I hold her chin, forcing her to bring her eyes back to mine. “It’s the contractor about the tunnels under the house. I need to talk with him and make sure this house is impenetrable. My father’s death is bringing people out of the woodwork that wish to take over Stratakis holdings. They don’t know DeLuca and because of that, his name doesn’t affect some of the bigger players in Greece. I need a safe home, to make sure you are safe.”
“Why don’t you just tear it all down and rebuild,” she says, echoing what my brothers and DeLuca have been urging me to do since before my father’s corpse was cold.
“Where would you stay while all this was being done, Helena?” I ask.
“They make hotels, Marco. Or I could go back to my father’s.”
“Absolutely not. I like us being under one roof. I’ve waited too long for that. I’m not waiting any longer.”
“We are just starting to get to know one another. There’s every chance in the world that you won’t like me when you get to know me. I mean, much more of this macho crap that makes it sound like you are thinking of me like a family pet, and I might decide I don’t like you.”
