Page 38 of Corrupt Vows

How many levels of security does he go through daily? Does his entire family live this way?

His keys clatter onto the foyer table. He growls and pulls back.

“Stop thinking,principessa. I’m the only one in your world right now.”

He descends before I catch my breath. His steps falter as he toes off his shoes and continues deeper into the apartment.

I see none of the front room. Or the living room. Or the hall.

Silky fabric embraces my back as he lays me on his bed and pulls his arms out from under me, but I gasp into his mouth as he grips my breasts through my dress. I arch my back and clutch at his arms, desperate for more but already overwhelmed.

Electricity arrows straight to my core as he pinches my nipples between his thumb and forefingers. I whimper and rub my thighs together.

He releases my sensitive nipples and trails one hand down to my hip while wrapping his long fingers around my neck. A thrill runs down my spine and my chest tightens as I realize just how big and masculine he is. His massive hands make me feel tiny and delicate.

My strength is nothing compared to his. He could crush me without even trying.

But he won’t. He promised. I believe him.

Believing and experiencing are two very different things, though. My body wars with itself, struggling between fight, flight, and fuck mode.

He captures the tip of my tongue between his teeth and pulls away. I whimper. He releases me and teases the corners of my mouth with little flicks of his tongue.

“Stop moving,amore mio,” he groans.

I fill my lungs and try to catch my breath. He flexes his fingers into my jugular and sneaks his hand down to my bare thigh.

“Wait, Nico, I—”

“Fucking hell,principessa, don’t say my name unless you want me savage,” he snarls against my cheek.

I flatten my palms against his chest and push. He nips my jaw and slips his hand up my skirt. His pinkie brushes against my pussy. My breath catches. I push against his chest harder.

He closes his teeth over the lobe of my ear and squeezes my throat. I teeter on the edge of an unexpected orgasm.

“I’m a virgin!”

The words explode from my chest. I clamp my thighs together and freeze in terror.

A low, primitive rumble leaks from his chest. My insides clench, and I fist the front of his suit to hold off my orgasm. He licks my trapped earlobe before pulling away and letting it slip free from his lips.

“I was the first to fuck your mouth. I’ll be the first to sink into your tight, wet pussy. How about your asshole, Serenity? Are you a virgin there, too?”

“Y-yes, but I don’t want—”

“Don’t say things you’ll regret later,” he snarls against the side of my neck.

“What? But I’ve never—”

“I’ll make you so desperate for my cock you’ll beg me to fuck you anyway I please. I’ll fill all your pretty holes with my cum.”

My stomach drops.

“But you’re so big. I’m scared.”

He lifts himself up and stares down into my eyes.

“You’re safe,principessa. I’ll take care of you,” he promises.

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