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“You liked it when I tied you up in that hotel room, didn’t you?”
My mind goes blank. That’s not what I expected him to say. Immediately, I’m brought back to all the intense emotions of that night. The helplessness, the anticipation, the fear.
Theneed.
Numbly, I nod.
“Good girl,” Alessandro whispers, and he steps into my space, pressing me against the wall. I shiver at his words, and to my surprise, his praise gives me a thrill. “And do you remember the condition you accepted when you agreed to become my wife?”
This makes my face grow hot. Of course I remember. How could I not? I’ve been replaying it in my head every quiet moment since it happened.
“You own me,” I whisper, looking down.
“That’s right,” he replies, trailing his fingers down my neck, over my breasts. They slide down my dress until they find my waist. I feel so small and feminine as he holds me like that, his big, muscular form towering over me. “I own you.”
Finally, I force myself to meet his eyes. He looks down at me, a smirk curling his lips, and I feel more vulnerable than I’ve ever felt.
I’ve attached myself to this man. I’m at his mercy. Any power I have from now on will be throughhim.
I should be terrified, and I am. But there’s another part of me thatcravesthat release. Thatwantsto lose myself in the blissful surrender of his rough hands.
That’s messed up, right? That’s definitely messed up.
At least losing my virginity won’t be a situation where I have to worry about doing the right thing. I’m pretty sure Alessandro will take me exactly how he wants, in whatever way he chooses.
It feels so fucking wrong that Ilikethat.
“I’m going to take you tonight,” he growls, hands sliding lower to grip my ass, “and I’m not going to hold back like I did before. You’re going to feelallof me, and then you’re going to feel me leaking out of you.”
I whimper as he spins me around, pressing me face-first against the wall. He holds me by the back of my neck, keeping me in place, while his other hand flips up my dress, exposing my lower body.
“These are pretty,” he murmurs, fingers stroking over the lacy white bridal lingerie covering my ass. “Did you wear this just for me?”
“You’re my husband,” I say, the words almost catching in my throat. “Who else would it be for?”
Alessandro’s breath tickles my neck as he releases a satisfied sigh. “No one. No one at all.All. Fucking. Mine.”
He starts to unzip my dress. I hesitate for only a moment, then lift my arms, allowing him to remove it entirely. When I try to turn around, he stops me, keeping me pressed to the wall with my back to him.
“Seeing as you’re all mine, we should have a conversation about what I expect from you.”
I stay where I am, breathing. I feel very, very dominated.
“You obey me,” Alessandro growls, lips right next to my ear. “Always. I set the rules, and you follow them. What do you think happens if you break a rule?”
My pussy twitches. I can anticipate his answer, but I don’t want to say it out loud.
“Ava?” He gives my ass a little slap.
“Ow!” I yelp, more surprised than in pain.
“Do you want to guess, or should I tell you?”
I can’t bring myself to say it. I stare at the wall, quivering.
“You get punished,” Alessandro whispers. “Repeat that back to me.”
“I… get punished,” I echo, cheeks burning.
