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I don’t know how long we all stand there, no one making a sound except Hades’ low growls, and Rafaele’s gurgles and twitches as his eyes slowly start to fade. He fights his own death, trying to use his mangled arm to grip limply at his throat. Finally, just before he’s gone, Alessio smiles that smug, taunting smile as he stares down at Rafaele, letting it be the last image the man sees.

God, he really is insane. But the moment he turns towards us, I don’t care. I step toward him, letting him reach out and scoop me up into his arms. He looks at Rori. “We’ll deal with his body later. Right now, we’re heading back into the house.”

Rori agrees. “I’m going to need a spot to bathe the blood off him and let him calm down a bit,” she tells Alessio conversationally, gesturing towards Hades as she falls into step with him.

“Consider it done,” Alessio promises as we head down a path. “I’ll also arrange for him to have a huge fucking steak every night for the rest of his life.” He glances down at me, and I see the intensity in his eyes as he holds my gaze for a moment before he looks ahead again. He tightens his grip on me, and I know he’s thinking about how close it came to me not being here, had Hades not reached us. I lay my head on his shoulder and nuzzle at him, both to soothe him, as well as myself. The feel of him, the scent of him, is settling me enough that I’m only trembling now instead of shaking.

Rori chuckles. “He won’t argue with that, but I think one for tonight will suffice. I’ve got him on a strict diet so he’s always in top shape.”

They talk more as we make our way out of the maze, and even though I know I should be paying attention, they clearly know where we’re going, so I allow myself to close my eyes.

God, that was close, and I hope it never happens again.

34

ALESSIO

When we reach the house, I don’t stop moving as we make our way through a side door that leads through the kitchen and then out into the main hallway. Bodies litter the floor, and men move to get rid of them. I don’t even look at them, instead heading down the hall and toward the stairs. “Alonzo,” I bark when I see him emerge from a room down the hall. His head whips up, and when he sees us, he hurries over.

“Do you need the doctor?” Alonzo demands, looking at Sienna in my arms.

“No. See to getting a space for Rori to bathe Hades and ensure he has space to destress. And get him a steak. Then, you’re back with Rori, but only to make sure that there aren’t any more of those fuckers lurking around, to try to get revenge on her or the dog. We’ll reconvene later to discuss next steps.”

I continue on, knowing he’ll obey orders. I take the steps two at a time until we reach the second floor, and then I walk briskly down to our room and kick the door shut. I set Sienna down on the bed, where she sways slightly, but as soon as I’m kneeling in front of her, she launches herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my back as her mouth finds mine. Desperation fills her kiss, and it sparks every instinct inside me to reassure her. To give her whatever she needs.

“Sienna,” I groan, pulling my mouth from hers, trying to get some kind of control over the desire rushing through me.

“Alessio, I need you,” she gasps, pulling my mouth back to hers. “I don’t want to break down yet,” she adds when I start to ease away again. “I need you first. I need you to show me we’re both okay. Please?”

The plea in her tone is all I need to know I’ll give her whatever she asks for. Always. I’ll never deny this woman anything she desires, as long as it’s not her leaving me. Because after today, there is no way I won’t be tying this woman to me forever. Never again will this happen. She’s mine, and I’m going to show her.

Maybe it’s the adrenaline, or maybe it’s the relief of the moment, but we tear at each other’s clothes until we’re both naked. I lay her back on the bed, her legs over my shoulders, as I lick her pretty clit and fuck her hard with my fingers. Sienna cries out sharply at the intrusion. “Alessio!” she screams, and the sound is everything I need. Fuck, it sounds so perfect coming from her lips. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chants when I curl my fingers and suck on her at the same moment, making her body bow and grind into my face. “Oh fuck, yes, right there.”

I lift my eyes to watch her. Her eyes squeeze tight, her belly flutters with her impending orgasm, and the tips of her breasts harden. She’s exquisite. I’ve never seen something more perfect, and I never want it to end. Which is why, when she finally crests over that peak, I pull my mouth away and order, “Again,” before I set to work on doing exactly that.

She groans, her hands coming down to grip me by the hair, yanking it as she tries to adjust to the onslaught of sensations that I’m making her accept. I ignore the pain; instead, I let the feeling of it drive me to push her higher. To make her lose control again.

When her second orgasm hits, her body bucks violently, her scream echoing around the room. When she finally subsides, I pull my mouth and fingers from her, desperate to be inside her. I flip her to her stomach, pulling her back so that her feet fall over the side of the bed and brace on the floor. I kick her feet further apart, before lining myself up with her entrance and thrusting inside. “Fuck. Fuck, I love how you feel wrapped around my cock,” I grit out as I start to move, thrusting in and out of her in a slow, steady pace, enjoying the feel of silken flame.

“Yes, Alessio, yes,” she moans, moving to meet my thrusts. “So good.”

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, but the only thing I can focus on is the feel of her, the sounds she makes as I push her toward another orgasm. But I’m not done. No, I need more. I need it all. I reach down and grip her hair, pulling her up and back so that I can growl in her ear, “Mmmmm, that’s it, cara mia, you take my cock so perfectly. Do you feel that? Do you feel the way your body tries to hold onto me because it knows how much you need it? How much you crave it? Knows that I’m the only man that will ever fill you just right? Because that’s all you need, isn’t it, cuore mia? You need your man filling up this wet pussy until you’re sure you’re going to fall apart, don’t you? Tell me, Sienna. Tell me what you need.”

Sienna lets out a soft, choked sob. “Yes,” she grits out, her breath coming in short pants. “Yes, Alessio. Fuck, yes.”

I move my hips harder and faster, pounding into her, desperate to brand her. To leave her feeling me inside her forever. To remind her that she’s here, that she’s mine. “You belong to me, don’t you, Sienna?” I rasp into her ear as I release her hair and then move my hand down between her legs, finding her clit. She cries out sharply when I rub at her quickly with just the right pressure. “Tell me, coniglietto,” I coax. “Tell me.”

“Yes,” she cries, desperation tinging her voice. “Yes, Alessio, I’m yours. Please, please, I need to come. Please.”

“Then come for me, cara,” I croon, pinching her clit and making her scream as her orgasm overtakes her. I snarl as her walls clamp down on me and her orgasm has me chasing my own. I pound furiously inside her, until I groan her name and spill every ounce I have into her.

I don’t move for a long time, trying to catch my breath, until I feel her slumping and I release her, following her down onto the bed, not ready to be apart from her. I groan when her inner walls flutter once again around me at the change in position, but as much as I want to fuck her again, I know I need a few minutes. Instead, I cup her cheek in my hand and look at the swelling starting to overtake her face. Fury burns as I examine it. “Who did this?” I ask tightly.

“Rafaele,” she replies softly. “Nothing’s broken, but it’s going to be bruised.”

If I could, I would go back and kill the bastard all over again, but knowing he’s dead will have to suffice. Still, I lean forward and kiss her cheek gently. “I’m so sorry you were hurt, cara mia,” I murmur, stroking my thumb over her cheek. “They should never have gotten to you.”

“It’s not your fault,” Sienna soothes, her hand coming up to cup mine, her hazel eyes catching and holding my own. “I was so scared that you would be hurt. Sofia suggested we should get some additional weapons, and I’ve never been so glad we did.”

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