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It’s the loss of control that puts me in charge.
It’s the immobilization that sets me free.
It’s facing the past and telling it to go fuck itself because I’m not afraid of it anymore that breaks whatever hold it still has on me.
When I cry out into Dante’s mouth, it’s a scream of freedom. A sob of release and a plea for more. His hand tightens on my throat, his tongue dancing with mine as his other hand fists my hair. The hand on my neck drops to my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples as he fucks me hard.
The hand in my hair yanks my head back, exposing my neck as his lips drag from mine to bite and suck at the tender flesh. His hand drops between my legs, and when he starts to rub my clit as he fucks the living hell out of me, I come completely undone.
“Dante!”
“Louder,” he growls into my neck. “I want you to scream it.”
“Dante!!”
“LOUDER. I want the neighbors a goddamnblockaway to know who’s fucking you, and taking you, andowning you.”
“DANTE!!!” I cry out, choking on my breath as my entire body spasms and tightens into a white-hot ball. “Fuuuucckk meee!”
I came harder than I’ve ever come before earlier on his tongue.
This orgasm is even stronger.
It’s like the molecules of my mind and body break apart and shatter into the cosmos. My entire soul swells to ten times its size, exploding from my pores and mouth and fingertips. My pussy ripples and clenches around his cock over and over as he keeps fucking me from one orgasm into another, until it feels like I might black out.
With a groan, Dante pulls out, his breath ragged. I moan as the hot spray of his cum splatters in thick ropes over my stomach, my breasts, and my neck. It drips sticky and hot from my nipples as more sprays against my pussy and my thighs, covering me in his cum before he plunges back into me.
I’m shaking as we come to a stop—literally, like my entire body is about to give out. I’m only dimly aware of him undoing my ankles, still between my legs with his cock still hard inside me. My arms are next, and he pauses after undoing the first cuff to hook it around his neck before removing the second.
I cling to him with all four limbs, limp and shaking as he picks me up gently and carries me into the bathroom. He sets my asson the edge of the vanity as he uses his foot to kick on the tub. It fills with steam and bubbles as we stay like that, my legs around him, his cock still inside of me.
His mouth gently kissing mine as I come back to earth.
And that’s exactly how we stay once the tub is filled and he carries me over and sinks into it: with me still impaled on his cock, and my lips locked with his.
27
TEMPEST
“Whatever happened to him?”
It’s a strange thought, given that I’m lying naked in Dante’s bed with my cheek against his chest and his arms around me.
My entire body is still tingling and buzzing, as if my fingertips are touching live wires. My wrists and ankles are sore—actually, alotof me is sore. But it’s a delicious, toe-curling, pulse-quickening kind of sore.
It’s an ache that makes me feel free of the demons and the darkness of my past.
And yet, this one intrusive thought keeps wriggling its way inside.
“Who?” Dante murmurs.
I look up into his face, debating even saying it.
“Tempest…”
“The man from Venom.”
Dante’s face darkens.
