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Because I can deny it all I want, but I’m falling for Dante, and I’m going to enjoy every last minute as he drags me to hell.
A second orgasm builds, stronger and more powerful this time. Each thrust pushes me harder, desire curling through my insides until Dante is all I feel, all I know.
“I’m coming, Dante…,” I moan.
“Wait for me.” He drives so deep inside me I swear he hits my spine, sending a tidal wave of pleasure surging from my core and stretching to every nook and cranny. His cock twitches and his warmth spills inside me, filling me with more of him.
For an insane second, I imagine those tiny swimmers racing to my ovaries and my heart is so full, as full as my pussy with his cock—No! I shove the thoughts back along with the unwanted rush of emotion. The baby talk is crazy, absolutely batshit crazy. Neither of us are in any state to take care of ourselves, let alone a child.
Then why is it all I can think about as his arms encircle me, and he pulls me down into his lap? He’s still inside me, filling me at an entirely different angle now.
“Mmm, Rosa….” He nuzzles my ear and I lean into him, the hard planes of his chest somehow still soft against me. My head falls back against his shoulder, and I meet that dark gaze. Something I’ve never seen before flashes across the dark abyss … insecurity, uncertainty, fear?
The sharp ring of his cell phone shatters the peaceful moment. He mutters a curse before reaching for his discarded pants, bending us both forward. Still inside me. How the man is still hard is beyond me.
He scans his phone and lets out a series of curses, in Italian this time.
“What’s wrong?”
Darkness carves into his jaw, the murderous glare sending a chill up my spine. “Some motherfucker burned down your apartment.”
CHAPTER32
USE ME
Dante
“How the fuck does that happen?” I shout into the phone.
Aldo mumbles another apology, but all I want to do is reach my hand through the phone and ring the idiot’s neck. “We haven’t been watching it closely, boss. With Rose at your place, we didn’t think it was a priority.”
“I don’t pay you to think, dumbass.”
“Right, sorry.”
“Tell me everything.” I grit my teeth as he gives me the details, which aren’t much. Rose sits beside me, her bare thigh against mine. A slight tremble rushes her body, and I reach for the fuzzy pink blanket and drape it over her shoulders.
I jab my finger at the screen after a few more minutes of nonsense. We are getting nowhere, and I don’t have time to waste on excuses. Not when fury is raging through my veins, and I’m about a second away from losing my shit. Crimson edges into the corners of my vision until all I can see is blood. The blood of my enemies painted across the room. How dare some motherfucker mess with me? Fuck withmygirl’s apartment?
Because this is clearly about me.
No way the arrogant Dr. Mark gets his hands dirty with something like arson. He only wants one thing: Rose. Burning down her apartment doesn’t line up with his motives. This is Feng and those Red Dragon fuckers. It’s retaliation for the guy I took out in the alleyway. It has to be.
Cazzo. This is my fault. A blast of guilt claws through the rage, but my monster is a ravenous beast. It swallows it up whole until only the insatiable wrath remains. I’m going to rip Feng’s head off, but first I’ll cut off each and every one of his fingers and toes. Then I’ll stuff them in his mouth until he chokes—
“Dante?” Rose’s soft voice tears me from sinking deeper into the spiraling darkness. She reaches for my hand and pries my fingers off my phone. I hadn’t even realized I was still holding it. Her gaze latches onto the four half-moon bloodied marks on my palm, and she winces. “You’re bleeding.”
“It’s nothing.”
“It’s not nothing.” She stands, pulling the soft, pink throw around her shoulders and marches across the living room to the kitchen. She disappears behind the marble counter and pops up a moment later with a first aid kit. That nosy little thing must’ve been snooping around my apartment in my absence. I didn’t even know that was there.
She marches back, triumphantly, swaying her hips like she owns the place. For someone I just fucked raw only a few minutes ago, she sure has a lot of swagger. The corners of my lips curl as she nears, and my heart does that strange flutter thing. When she folds her legs down beside me, the ballooning rage has all but dissipated completely.
I heave in a breath, searching for that all-consuming anger, but it’s simmered to a manageable level.
Rose takes my hand in her lap and dabs the cuts with an alcohol-doused cotton ball. I keep my eyes fixed to her bare pussy just beneath my hand, and I don’t even feel the sting. Now that the fury has waned, I realize we’re both still very naked. And judging by my hardening cock, I’m more than ready to take her once more. Butmerda, what if I say something completely insane again? I have no idea where the hell that slip of the tongue came from.And one day, I’m going to put a baby in that belly. My words echo across my mind, the ramblings of a man drunk on lust.
I don’t even want children. Or at least, I never did….
