Page 60 of Violent God


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“It’s just a lot to take in.”

He stops, facing me. “I think we can do anything as long as we have each other. Don’t you agree?”

“Well, crap. When you say things like that, it’s hard not to agree. You make me feel like anything is possible.”

“The feeling is mutual. Now, let’s rub a few elbows and then get the hell out of here. You and I have a date with a ribbon.”

I laugh. “You and that ribbon.”

“The idea’s been planted, Isa. There’s no going back now.”

Heat courses through me at the look in his eyes.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“You’ve convinced me.”

“Fuck.” He looks around before grabbing my hand. “Come with me.”

“Alessandro—”

“It’s too late,Dolcezza. You’ve woken the beast.”

He pulls me into a bathroom, kicking the door closed behind him. He turns the lock and spins to face me. I’m reminded of our wedding day when he did the same. Things are different now. So different. We’re building a strong relationship each day because wewantto be together. Yeah, we started out unconventionally, but that doesn’t matter. We trust each other. I look up at him and my breath catches. I love him. Oh my god. I love him. I’ve danced around the feeling for weeks, but at this moment, I know with every fiber in my body that it’s true. I’m in love with Alessandro Moretti. And, god, I hope he loves me.

He moves closer, reaching behind his head. Time feels like it slows as his hair comes down. He shakes his hair, making him look primal as he lifts the black ribbon.

“You look delectable, wife. I have so many fucking things I want to do with you, but that would require cutting this dress off your body. For now, let’s make a small compromise. Take off your panties.”

I say, “Well, I really wish I could do that. But I’m not wearing any panties.”

His lips part on a loud exhale.

“Fuck. It’s a good thing I didn’t know that. We would have never left the house.” He presses against me, and I feel his hard cock. “Hold out your hands,Dolcezza.”

I do, and he quickly ties them together with the ribbon. The silk is smooth against my wrists, but it’s tight enough that there’s a bit of a bite when I move. He walks me to the floor-length mirror, spinning me so I’m facing it. My pulse quickens as I take in our appearances. He towers over me by at least a foot. With his hair down, he looks like a beast who’s about to devour his prey. For once, this prey is willing.

His head dips, and he nuzzles on my neck. I tilt to give him better access, and he smiles against my skin.

“So willing to let me corrupt you?”

I gasp when his hand moves to my breast, cupping it through my dress.

“Yes,” I groan, leaning against his chest. “Corrupt me.”

Something shifts between us. Something carnal and delicious that makes heat course through my body, right between my legs. My thighs press together, and he notices. Of course he notices.

“Such a dirty girl. Spread your legs and I can help ease your pain.”

I widen my stance. I’m so freaking glad that this skirt is wide enough to allow me to move freely. Slowly, he lifts the skirt until it’s to my waist. I’m bared to him, and he stares at our reflection in the mirror.

“Fuck. Look how pretty you are.” His hand moves to my thigh, rubbing my skin. “So soft. Sometimes it takes everything in my power not to sink my teeth into your flesh.” His grip tightens. “To mark you. Make you mine.”

Goosebumps lift on my skin and my nipples harden. My breasts are heavy and there’s an ache that only my husband can fill. He leans in, rubbing his nose against the side of my neck. My exhale is shaky, and he smiles.

“Your scent drives me crazy,Dolcezza.”

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