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“Of course not,” she finally remembered to protest even as she continued looking at Domenico. He still had his back to her, now rummaging the contents of the cabinets. She licked her lips – at the same time Domenico turned with a first aid kit in his hands.
The air around them immediately changed, the sexual tension between her and Domenico so thick it was impossible to breathe.
He strolled towards her slowly, as if giving her a chance to savor the sight of him bare-chested. Oh dear Lord, but she couldn’t help it. Misty savored.
He took a seat next to her on the bench, close but not close enough for them to touch. He gave her the first aid kit. “Could you help me bandage it?”
Bandage? Could she be his bandage instead so that she could wrap herself around him?
His eyes widened.
Shick. Had she just said those words out loud?
Domenico opened his mouth.
“Shut up.” It was her first time to say that to him. In fact, it was probably his first time to hear someone having the audacity to say that to him.
But Domenico didn’t even blink. He snapped his mouth shut obediently, not saying a thing.
That made Misty suspicious and after washing his wound clean, she peered at his face, unable to help it.
Domenico smiled, and everything in it told her how he was just waiting for her – how he wanted her to act on her desires, to take his c**k into her mouth, squeeze it between her br**sts, pull it inside her sex---
She turned red.
When Domenico laughed, she couldn’t help it, slapping the gauze hard against his wound.
“Oww!” Domenico didn’t know if he wanted to scowl or laugh at how petty her mode of revenge was.
“Serves you right,” she mumbled.
After a few seconds, Domenico’s lips twitched. “You weren’t like this in the past.” He then added softly, “I like it. I’m glad you’ve become even stronger.”
She busied herself with keeping the gauze in place. “You mean I was such a wimp before.”
“No.” Domenico surprised her with the swiftness, the hardness, of his denial. “You were never that, Misty. Your strength was unique – a quiet but undefeatable one – but this time you have become more confident. And I’m glad for it.”
He paused, and Misty could sense him debating with himself about what he wanted to say next.
“Domenico---”
“I’m just f**king sorry you had to learn it without me at your side.”
Her fingers fell from his wound. The sincerity in his voice was impossible to deny, and her throat felt a little scratchy as she answered, “It’s not your fault.”
“It is.”
She shook her head and forced herself to look back at him. “It’s not, really. Besides, it’s all water under the bridge now.” She stood up, taking her time now so that she wouldn’t feel dizzy again. “We’re both better off apart.” Unable to stop babbling, she walked towards the gates, saying, “You have your life and I have mine here with---”
One moment she was about to reach for the gates, and then the next she found herself pushed towards the gates, her br**sts hitting the arm that Domenico had wrapped around her from behind.
“You have your life here with Allard? Is that what you’re saying?” Domenico growled, his control snapping when he realized that Misty was actually admitting to planning a life with another man.
Her mouth opened and closed several times. All Misty had wanted to say was that she was going to rebuild her life with the Faeries. Lysander hadn’t even entered her mind…but he didn’t have to know that.
She lifted her chin. “It’s my life---” Misty couldn’t say anything else, finding herself gasping instead as Domenico’s claws flashed out just before he completely ripped her dress apart with one slice.
She screamed. “What the---no!” Domenico had ripped her bra and panties away. Before she could struggle and scream again, he had turn her around and taken her lips for a hard, passionate kiss that inflamed her senses even as she tried to break free.
“You’re just making me want to f**k you harder, sweetheart,” he rasped against her throat, and she knew it was true when he pushed his h*ps towards her and Misty felt his c**k actually swelling in size against her sex.
The feel of it was too much, and instead of screaming she heard herself moaning instead. “You bastard!”
“Scream as much as you want, Misty,” Domenico growled just before he sank his teeth on her shoulder and bit her hard enough to make her cry out. “No one will hear you.” He lifted her arms above her head, pinning it to the gates. “I’m going to f**k you so hard just so you’ll know no other man can please you this way.”
“You’re so full---” Misty forgot what else she had to say when Domenico lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth and started to suck. She screamed instead, and she screamed again when it made him suck harder.
When she tried to keep her screams silent, he pulled away, his pants-covered c**k teasing her bare sex while one hand kept her arms pinned over her head. “I won’t kiss you again if you won’t scream, darling.”
She glared at him. “Over my dead---” Misty tried not to moan as he pushed his h*ps harder towards her, her pu**y becoming soaking wet at the feel of his cock.
Domenico released her all of a sudden that she could only stand there, her body shaking with desire. When Misty recovered enough of her senses, it was too late. Domenico was undressing himself, stepping out of his pants and kicking his shoes away. When he had taken off his briefs, revealing his straining cock, Misty bit her lip hard to keep herself from moaning again.
“This is all yours, Misty. Only yours.”
She squeezed her thighs close, not wanting Domenico to guess how he had aroused her even more with his words.
“Are you sure you don’t want to take it?”
They stared at each other, Domenico waiting, his eyes burning bright, while Misty’s body was tense as a bow about to snap.
Domenico started to stroke himself.
Her control broke.
“Damn you,” she sobbed, the sheer strength of her desire engulfing her. “Take me, Domenico, take---” She cried out in utter ecstasy as Domenico was suddenly next to her, slamming her against the gates, his mouth taking her other nipple in the same time his c**k slid home.
“I love you.” He said the words when he released her breast and moved to its twin, his h*ps never stopping its hard, deep movements, his c**k sliding so far into her it brushed against her womb.
