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Rafael's grin was infectious. "And it's still working for you."
"Very cocky of you to think so."
"Once you reach my age, it's pronounced confidence." Rafael kissed her bare collarbone, and a shiver danced over her skin. "We'll see who's laughing in the end. Just one more thing. Take it off."
Bellona reached for the zip under her arm, but Rafael caught her hand. "I will take care of the dress, bella dea. Take off whatever it is that makes you look different. I don't want the fake you."
Bellona struggled to breathe. "But I'm not as beautiful without it."
"Let me be the judge of that," Rafael replied, his hands resting on her waist. "Just let me have you as you are. You can kill me for seeing your real form in the morning."
Bellona didn't know if he was joking or not or if he really didn't care if she did. She took a deep breath and let the glamor slide off her.
Rafael ran his hands over the curved muscle of her arms and brought her scarred hands to his lips. "Thank you. Now, you have done a very good job rescuing me today, so let me take care of you in return."
Bellona could only nod. No one had ever taken care of her. She had never needed anyone to. Rafael went to his knees and unzipped the side of her dress, exposing her from the thigh up.
Rafael licked and kissed his way over the thin stretch of bare skin before letting the purple satin pool at her feet. She stood in the middle of her living room floor in boots and a red G-string, and Rafael just stared at her with a level of worship in his eyes that she hadn't seen since the days of her Bellonari. She had felt less exposed when she fought naked in Beirut.
Rafael placed a hand on his chest. "You really are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
Bellona ran her finger under the collar of his shirt. "And you need to be wearing less clothes."
Rafael caught her finger with his mouth and nipped it. "I'll get there." He ran his hands up the curves of her calves and kissed the sensitive inside of her thigh.
Bellona rested her hands on his shoulders, so she didn't lose her balance. She would let him do whatever the fuck he wanted to her as long as he didn't stop making her feel the rush of sensation with every nip and caress. His hands moved over her thighs, kissing every slashing scar on them before he cupped her full bare ass.
"I was going to be a gentleman and take you to bed," he said, brushing his lips over the curve of her hip.
"And now?" she asked, voice cracking a little.
Rafael responded by moving backward and dragging her with him until he was on the rug, and she was straddling his chest. "I told you I would find the most comfortable place for you to sit on me."
He grabbed her ass and brought her down to sit on his face. Hot breath seeped through the lace as he kissed her mound, and Bellona's pulse leaped to her throat.
How could that feel so good? Rafael only smirked up at her before moving the strip of lace aside and putting his hot mouth over her pussy.
Bellona tried to wriggle, her body not knowing how to handle the amount of pleasure that was rolling through her in waves. Her hands went to her breasts, squeezing them, needing something to relieve the pressure building. Rafael watched her, his eyes so hot and adoring that she almost came. His hands kneaded her ass, matching the pressure that she was inflicting on herself.
"Fuck, Rafael," was all she could manage, her breaths already coming in pants. He took it as a challenge, lifting her higher so her could lick over her holes and send her crashing through an orgasm before she could catch her breath. Rafael hummed a satisfied sound and stuck his tongue in her pussy, not letting up until she was going over the edge again.
Bellona's legs were shaking. Rafael didn't give her time to recover; he slung her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs to bed. He didn't seem in any hurry as he took off his shirt and pants. Bellona stared in dazed hunger at his hard cock.
"You were right. I think I'm going to get along great with your dick," she said, and he let out the sweetest, bashful laugh.
"Stop that, I'm trying to seduce you."
"It's working," she reassured him, her pussy still throbbing with tingling aftershocks. Rafael took off her boots one at a time. He was reaching for her panties and froze.
"What's wrong?" she asked, suddenly worried.
"I just realized I don't have any condoms with me." Rafael swore and picked up his pants. "I'm clean, but I'll still go and get some."
"Rafael, it's fine. Gods can't get STDs, and pregnancy is so rare it's almost non-existent."
He still held onto his clothes. "Are you sure? It will only take me a moment."
"That's very kind but unnecessary. Now, get over here," Bellona said. She lifted her hips. "Or am I going to have to take this thong off myself?"
