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“Make love? Gabriella, I’m going to fuck you hard.” He grabs my legs suddenly and spreads them open. I can barely think. Nothing makes sense anymore.

He lines his cock up to my entrance. “Ready?”

“Yes,” I gasp out right before he slams into me. It both hurts and feels so good that I cry out and clutch his shoulders.

Dante buries his head into the crook of my neck as he groans. “God, you feel so good around me. So fucking tight.”

He slowly begins to move his hips, letting me get adjusted. Soon, the pain subsides and is replaced with only pleasure. I start to shift my hips to match his rhythm. Dante thrusts into me harder and harder.

All I can do is let out small gasp after small gasp. The sensation of this is everything I expected and nothing like I expected.

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. We moan together.

I grab his face and kiss him again, needing to be closer to him. Needing to be desired by him.

As Dante increases his pace, every thrust of his erection into me hits that perfect spot. I can feel my body tightening, my toes curling, and my breath coming out ragged.

Until, finally, I come.

I cry out as my body shudders. Dante holds me tighter until his release hits him. We cling to each other the whole time.

Once we’re finished, we pull apart. Dante rolls off me, and I’m slightly sad he doesn’t continue holding me when all I want is to curl into his arms.

He gets out of bed, startling me. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Do you want me to join you?”

“I just need a minute,” he mutters as he leaves the room—as he leaves me all alone.

I don’t know how to feel. Sad. Aroused. Spent.

I just gave Dante my virginity, and he left me, leaving me even more confused than I was before.

CHAPTER 14

Dante

The water falls onto my face, jerking me out of my thoughts.

I finally claimed Gabriella the way I’ve always wanted to. But why didn’t it make me feel more content? I want to go back into that bedroom and fuck her all over again while also avoiding her. Gabriella has a hold over me like no one has before. It’s a little frightening, I’ll be honest. She’s quickly gaining control of our relationship, and I can’t have that. If she’s in control, then I’ll fall in love with her. Hell, I think I’m partly there. I’ve had feelings for her ever since I met her a year ago.

If I’m in love with her, it’ll make it harder to lose her. Because her brothers will find her someday, and they’ll kill me, and I’ll be without her.

I turn the shower off and get out, drying off with a towel. When I go back inside the bedroom, I find Gabriella asleep. Good. That gives me time to think things over.

I get dressed and go into the living room. How can I make Gabriella fully mine and still stay alive? I honestly have no fucking clue, but I need to figure things out fast. I can feel Rocco’s grip on my throat tightening. He’s out for blood, and there’s nothing I can do about it. He promised he’d let me go if I let Gabriella go.

But then I’d be without Gabriella.

I’d rather die.

Fuck, my mind is a mixture of emotions I don’t understand. I think they’re going to kill me.

I eventually fall asleep on the couch despite my mind refusing to quiet down.

When I wake up, I find Gabriella leaning over me, back in her wedding dress. “I really do need to get you some new clothes,” I mutter.

She smiles and steps back as I sit up. “How come you didn’t spend the night with me?”

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