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Rafe couldn’t end Adriano’s wrongdoings because he was doing wrong himself.
Stepping out from behind the shower glass, I wrap myself in a towel and step over to the basin unit. I carry on with my usual morning routine, despite my life feeling so different. I brush my teeth, then unzip my cosmetic bag and moisturize before I take out my birth control pills.
“What are you doing?” Rafe’s deep voice startles me, and the packet falls out of my hands into the basin. I take a deep breath, remembering to act normal as I stare into the mirror at his reflection.
“Morning.” I attempt a convincing smile and will my hands to stop trembling.
“You showered without me.” He tilts his head like he’s displeased, his almost black eyes analyzing me suspiciously.
“I didn’t want to wake either of you in case you had a rough night. I must have been so tired last night I didn’t even hear Gabriel wake up.”
“He woke up around five, so I fetched him in with us,” Rafe explains, moving closer and looking dangerously handsome in just his boxers. His hair is rough and unruly from sleep, and desire is etched all over his face.
My whole body freezes when his hands hold my hips, and he peers over my shoulder.
“What are these?” He reaches into the basin and retrieves my pills, holding them up between two fingers in front of my face.
“You know what they are. It’s my birth control.” I laugh nervously.
“And what are you doing taking them?” His lips touch my neck, sending a shiver of fear down my spine and a spark of thrill to my center.
“I thought we made a decision last night,” he whispers against my ear while his other hand slides under my towel, and a finger teases between my pussy lips.
“I… I didn’t know we were gonna get started straight away.” I try so hard not to enjoy his touch. I may not know who Raphael Verretti is anymore, but I do know what his hands can do to me. The effect his mouth has on my skin, and how good it feels to have him inside me.
“I want to get started right now.” Releasing the packet of pills back into the basin, he makes a ponytail out of my hair and holds it in his fist. His tight grip forces me forward, so my body presses into the surface in front of me. I watch him bite his bottom lip and roll his hips against my ass in our reflection.
“Rafe, what about Gabriel? He might wake—” The finger he has pressed between my legs finds the perfect spot, and I feel my eyes roll in my head.
“I’ll make it quick,” he promises, taking the pressure away from my clit and focusing his attention between us, pulling down the front of his boxers and making sure his thick, heavy cock is the next thing to slide between my already-soaked slit.
I should tell him to stop. Right now, I don’t even know if I like the man who’s looking back at me through the mirror. But it feels too good, and I want him enough to try to pretend that last night didn’t happen.
The tip of his cock presses against my entrance. I hear myself moan as he fills me up and eases all the hurt that’s built up inside me. The power in the grip he has on my hair intensifies each time he pushes into me.
I feel the heat in his eyes scorch me through our reflection as he watches me get off on his cock, and his hard, deep thrusts bring me to orgasm in no time at all. Tears start to fill my eyes when I think of what I heard last night. Of the women, like me, who Rafe might have hurt. And I wonder to myself how I can still find the man so attractive. How is my body still allowing him to command it with pleasure?
“Riley.” His voice is strained when he speaks my name. His eyes focused and his jaw tense, the way it always is when he’s about to come.
“Yes,” I whisper softly through my tears.
“You’re mine,” he growls, tugging at the ponytail in his hand and wrenching my head so far back that he’s able to reach over it and kiss my lips. Then with his other hand shifting up my body and gripping at my stretched-out throat, he growls into my mouth as he offloads inside me.
His warm cum fills me, and my body reacts by throbbing around him and clutching him inside me tighter. I feel like I could burst out of my skin when I give up another orgasm to him.
We’re too consumed, our bodies entwined, and all my rational thoughts are suppressed by pleasure as his grip leaves white imprints on my still-damp skin.
Rafe sighs with relief when his head tucks into my neck, and he catches his breath. And when he eventually looks up and sees me through the mirror, his satisfied expression instantly flips to concern.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks, confused. Rafe knows my limits. He knows I like it when he’s rough with me, and there have been much rougher times than this.
“No.” I fake another smile and shake my head.
“Maybe next time?” He grins me a boyish grin and winks. It’s enough to confirm that he doesn't suspect anything, and I’m grateful for that, at least. I need Rafe to be oblivious while I figure out what I’m going to do about this.
He kisses my neck one more time before taking my pill packet from the basin in his hand. “I’ll call Viktor and tell him we won’t be needing these for a while.” He clasps my jaw and twists my head so he can kiss my lips before he pulls out of me. Then I watch him toss my pills into the trash before he steps into the shower.
I fight against the urge to scramble on my knees and retrieve them, managing to act normal as I leave Rafe to his shower and move to the bedroom to get dressed. Gabriel stirs when I start to blow dry my hair, and Rafe is already walking out of the bathroom to tend to him before I have the chance to go to him myself. I watch with a heartbroken smile as Rafe blows raspberries into our little boy’s tummy and makes him giggle hysterically.
