Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 84756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
I quickly remove my cami while he shoves his sweatpants down.
When we’re both naked, he pushes my legs open. I still feel self-conscious, but the emotion quickly turns to surprise when Damaino kisses the inside of my thigh.
“Time to taste you, mia regina,” he groans right before his tongue sweeps over my clit.
My body jerks from the foreign sensation as I gasp.
Then he starts to suck and lap at me as if I’m the best ice cream he’s ever tasted.
My eyes almost roll into the back of my head from the incredible pleasure he creates between my thighs.
Somehow, my hands find his hair, and my hips start to swivel. I keep gasping through the amazing sensations, my abdomen tightening and tightening until it feels like fireworks explode through my body.
“Damiano!” I cry, my body convulsing as the orgasm tears through me with a relentless potency.
His mouth leaves my clit, and soon I feel his cock press against my entrance.
I don’t have any time to prepare before he enters me partially. Another hard thrust buries him so deep inside me that I feel impossibly full.
Damiano braces his forearm beside my head again and lets out a groan as he grinds his pelvis against mine.
There’s a mixture of pain and pleasure, and it’s overstimulating.
Breaths explode over my lips, and our eyes meet.
“Christ,” he whispers. “You feel so good.”
I wrap my arms around him and let my palms brush over his broad shoulders, loving the feel of his muscles.
Surprisingly Damiano keeps his hips still with his cock buried inside me. His head lowers, and he peppers my jaw and throat with kisses.
His hand cups my breast, and his touch quickly grows rougher, then he ducks his head and sucks my nipple into his mouth.
My back arches, and my fingers dig into his skin as a moan slips from me.
Lifting his head, his eyes search mine. “You good?”
I nod quickly. “Yes.” When his hand brushes down my side, I breathe, “More than good.”
His fingers grip my hip, and as he pulls out, I feel a slight burn from the friction.
Damiano slams back into me, my body jerking from the force, making air explode over my lips.
When he thrusts impossibly hard into me again, I whimper, “Dio.”
“You can handle me, mia regina,” he growls. “I know you can.”
I nod quickly, and needing to hold onto him, I wrap my arms and legs around him.
Somehow, he sinks even deeper into me, and he snaps, “Christ!”
He sucks in a desperate breath, and his eyes find mine, intense need burning in them.
“I’m okay,” I assure him. “You don’t have to hold back.”
His mouth slams against mine, and he pulls out slowly before slamming into me again.
I feel the moment Damiano loses control. The kiss turns wild as hell, and he starts to move fast and hard, claiming me with the violent power that makes him the most feared man in our world.
He’s rough, and his features are carved from stone as he breaks the kiss, his eyes locking on my face.
The pain keeps mixing with pleasure, and my hips instinctively begin to move, meeting him thrust for thrust.
A savage expression fills his eyes, and there’s a split second where it makes fear ghost through my chest before my abdomen tightens and pleasure dances just within my reach.
“Mine.” The word rumbles deep from his chest, and when I nod, he hammers into me until his body suddenly loses all strength, and he slumps down on me.
“Dio,” I whimper as my hips keep moving, my clit desperately working to reach my orgasm.
Damiano pulls out and enters me at a different angle, and I lose all control of my body.
When a cry tears from me, he hits the same spot three more times, and I cling to him as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever experienced completely overwhelms me.
Holy crap. So good.
I can only sob against his neck, and it takes longer than before for the pleasure to start fading.
When my senses return, Damiano’s holding me so tight, it borders on painful.
Only our rushed breaths fill the air, his cock still buried deep inside me, his body pushing mine into the mattress.
Unexpectedly, a sob bursts from me as emotions fill my chest.
Once again, I realize Damiano Falco belongs to me, and no one will ever dare to hurt me again.
He peppers my face with kisses, his lips catching the single tear that escapes before I’m able to regain control over my emotions.
And I realize it’s safe for me to care about him.
Chapter 28
Gabriella
When Damiano pulls out of me, I flinch, and it has his eyes snapping to mine.
“You okay?”
I nod quickly. “Yes. Just sensitive.”
He lies down on his back, and when I climb off the bed, his gaze follows me to the bathroom.
I quickly clean myself before wetting a washcloth. When I walk back into the room and crawl onto the bed, he takes the washcloth from my hand and throws it on the floor.