Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67931 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67931 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“You’ll always be mine now,” he whispers possessively before nipping on my earlobe, and I know he means that. I’ll always be his, and in return, he will always be mine.
An electric current flows through my veins as his body claims mine with each thrust and kiss. I can feel how close I am to coming, the orgasm building deep within.
“Come for me, baby. Milk my cock. Squeeze it tight. Give me your first of many orgasms on my cock.”
His hard length seems to grow as he throbs inside me. My skin burns everywhere he touches, but his words are what drive me over the edge into pure bliss.
As if he has a direct line to my pussy, my body follows his command and my walls clench around him as a mind blowing orgasm hits me. The feeling is so overwhelming, for a moment, I don’t know where I am or what’s going on. All I feel is pleasure consuming my every thought. Completely disoriented, I hold onto Damon, clinging to his body as I try to catch my breath.
Damon grinds his pelvis into my center. The sensation is so deep, my toes curl against his backside. He does this a few more times before I feel his body shudder against mine. His jaw goes slack, and his eyes drift closed. He grunts, and I feel a warmth in my womb as he releases his hot seed. Remaining seated inside me, he hovers above me, and the closeness of his body makes me feel safe.
Sex, sweat, and our unique scents coat the air. I realize now I wouldn’t care if I smelled Damon’s scent on me for the rest of my life. It all makes me feel safe—safer than I’ve felt in a long time.
After a short while, when his cock finally goes soft inside me, Damon pulls out, rolling over onto his side, taking me and the blanket with him. Tucking me into his chest, I cuddle as close as I can to him.
“I love you,” I mumble against his chest, then panic rips through me. I’m not sure if he heard me, and he doesn't say anything back.
I don’t think a man like him is very familiar with the word, let alone the concept of it.
“You don’t have to say it back. I just wanted to tell you before tomorrow. I don’t know what’s going to happen, and I want you to know you mean more to me than you think.”
Silence blankets us. I snuggle deeper into his chest, praying even after tomorrow, we will get another chance to do this.
My eyes drift shut, and it’s then I hear his words.
“I don’t know if I’m capable of loving at all. Not anymore. Not after my past. But if I could love someone, it would be you. It would be you.”
My chest constricts, and I know we need to survive tomorrow—we need to survive Xander. Not only to live, but maybe also to love.
***
I wake up in the cocoon that is Damon. His arms are slung around me, and one of his legs is draped across both of mine, securing me to his body, making certain I don't escape. I have just enough room to breathe, and as my skin moves against his, I realize how sticky and hot we both are.
Memories of the night before flood my mind. The way he cared for me and brought my body to unforeseen heights. I never expected him to be so gentle.
I peer at Damon’s sleeping form. He looks so at peace, so happy, and I wish he could remain like this forever.
I wish we could run away together and leave this life behind.
Emotions swarm me as I realize today I'll be forced to see Xander again—the man who had my brother killed. Damon said he would protect me, but can he? Can he protect me from his own brother?
Leo paid in blood…and for what? Stealing money? I didn't realize I was crying until I felt wetness against my cheeks. Pushing my face against Damon’s chest, I try to stop myself from letting any more tears fall. He stirs next to me, pulling me tighter into his embrace—almost squeezing me so hard, I can’t breathe.
When a wheezing noise escapes me, he pulls my face toward his and stares into my eyes.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I think sometimes you forget how strong you are.”
“Were you crying?”
“I was just thinking about my brother…that’s all.”
“I’m sorry.” He takes my face between his two large hands, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.
“Everything is going to be okay. I can’t bring back your brother, but I can make sure nothing happens to you.”
He kisses my cheeks, then claims my mouth. I can still taste the salty wetness on his lips. Deepening the kiss, I pull him closer, moaning into his mouth. Maybe I can trust Damon. Maybe I can believe everything will be okay.