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I shut my eyes, squeezing them to keep from becoming emotional, concentrating on the continued blast of pleasure. As he drove into me hard and fast, the tingling morphed into another climax so shockingly powerful it twisted my stomach, igniting every synapse. How could one man manage to do this to me?

“Yes. Yes…” I lolled my head to the side, gasping for air as the orgasm continued roaring through me, every nerve ending in flames. When he finally pressed the full weight of his body against mine, I let out a slow and scattered sigh. Then he wrenched my arms over my head, holding them captive, kissing me as if his life depended on doing so, hungrily and without reservation. I was taken aback by his aggressiveness, his need to devour every inch of me, but I’d never felt such utter bliss in my life.

He wrapped his long fingers around both my wrists, holding me in place as he continued fucking me. For the few precious seconds, we were together as one, our souls intertwined. Was it crazy to think that way? Maybe. But I no longer cared.

We moved together as one, seconds turning into minutes.

Pulling away, he lifted his head, holding my gaze as he’d done before, grinding his hips into me as his jaw clenched. His entire body was shaking, and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he released deep inside, filling me with his seed, fulfilling the beautiful fantasy. I refused to blink, taking in every precious moment and when his hips began to jerk, he thrust even harder, stealing what was left of my breath.

He gasped for air, grunting as he threw back his head. As he erupted deep inside, I had never felt so fulfilled or satisfied in my life.

Yet another ugly thought drifted into my brain.

I might be his lover, but I was also his prisoner.

It was something I couldn’t allow myself to forget.

CHAPTER 12

Dimitrios

Beautiful and innocent.

I’d thought that from the moment she’d entered the villa where the blood of her parents had remained. I’d fought the desire then, surprised with myself at feeling anything other than rage. But Willow had a way about her that constantly triggered the darkness within me.

Sexual sadism.

Although just touching her had also brought out another side. Tenderness. She deserved nothing less.

I’d taken what hadn’t belonged to me, tainting her with my scent, but it was the way of my world. Taking what we wanted.

Still, I had to ask myself why I’d crossed the line without thinking my decision through. The answer was as damning as it was easy.

Because of the woman’s sweet vulnerability and her lust for life. No one had ever fought me like she’d done.

I was the kind of man who enjoyed tasting the pain of others when I acted on my need for revenge. There was no mercy for those I had to kill, no sign of humanity when all I cared about was ripping out a man’s heart with my bare hands.

There were some in Athens and cities far beyond the invisible walls of Greece who believed I personified evil.

I wore designer suits I’d spent way too much money on, taking the business in a more legitimate direction, but that didn’t change who I was.

I’d seen the way she’d looked at me before, as if I was the devil incarnate. Maybe that’s exactly what I was. As she glanced toward the weapon on the nightstand, I could tell what she was thinking.

There was no trust, the desire between us something else entirely. And I wasn’t proud of what I’d done.

Even while chastising myself, I wanted to fuck her again, claiming her tight asshole next. I wanted every single inch of her covered in my cum. Then I wanted to start over again, keeping her tied to the bed, surrendering to my every need. I was a freaking idiot for tasting the forbidden fruit, something I’d avoided most of my life.

I’d purposely stayed away from women, refusing to allow myself to fall hard for anyone. It was a dangerous choice to engage in carnal sins.

That had only happened through regime and self-discipline. Apparently, I’d tossed it out the window before coming here.

Yeah, I was a fucking mess.

I shifted so I could bask in her beauty for a little while longer, using a single finger, rolling the tip back and forth across her forehead.

“You think someone is going to try and kill you?” Willow eased up onto one elbow.

“Why do you ask that?”

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