Page 95 of Ruthless Oath

“I want to give you the fucking world.” I tugged her hair, holding her still so I could look into her lust-filled eyes. They matched the desire in my soul. “I want you to be my little brat.”

“I already am.” She ran her palm along my chest and placed her hand over my speeding heart. “I’m yours.”

“I’ll do everything I have to do to keep you.” Silently vowing I would never let her go, I slammed my lips against hers and kissed her with all that I had.

“You don’t have to do anything,” she whispered between kisses. “You’ve already stolen my mind, body, and soul.”

She tightened her hold on me with her legs, clasping them behind my back as she rocked into me. Every muscle in my body twitched, begging for release as she clenched around my cock.

“Marchello, I lo—”

I pressed my lips to hers, sucking the air from her lungs until she abandoned the thought of letting those words leave her mouth. I couldn’t hear them. Not now. Not when I had a job to do.

She hummed against my lips, swirling her tongue with mine.

“Fuck me, baby. Come all over me.” I bit her bottom lip, forcing a scream from her tense, worked-up body. She rocked her pelvis, propelling into me, taking me as deep as she could.

“Oh God!” she cried out as I thrust into her with a force that could rip any other woman apart, but she was too strong for that. Too strong for anything I threw at her.

As she thrashed against me, I pulled out of her and shoved her face down on the bed. She glanced at me over her shoulder and shot me the most deliciously wicked grin when I grabbed her hips and brought her to me.

That’s my girl.

“Now, I’m going to fuck you.” I slammed into her, jolting her forward. But before she could get away from me, I latched onto her thighs, keeping her in place and taking what I needed. What I demanded of her.

“Marchello, I’m going to…” She clawed at the sheets. “Oh fuck!”

“I’ll let that filthy mouth of yours go this time,” I growled into her ear as she lost control and exploded around me for a second time.

I wasn’t far behind. My balls tingled, and with one final thrust, I released a long, pleasurable stream of desire inside her.

I collapsed on top of her, breathing heavy into her hair as she stretched out beneath me.

“That’s going to hurt tomorrow.” She giggled.

“I would like to think it will be a reminder for you to behave yourself, but we both know better.”

“I should be allowed to talk dirty during sex.” She wiggled and rolled herself over to face me. “It could be sexy.”

“Dirty yes, vulgar no.” I kissed her. “You can be a whore in my bed, but I need you to be a lady when you’re by my side.”

“You never watch your mouth.” She bit the inside of her cheek. “Why do I have to watch mine?”

“Because people expect it from me. They don’t expect it from such a pretty face.”

“All the more reason why I should do it.” She kissed me, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. “Besides, it will give you something to punish me for.”

“What am I going to do with you?”

I emerged from the bathroom,the steam following me into the bedroom. The hot shower didn’t provide me with the clarity I had hoped for.

Gian was still a threat, but the fact that he hadn’t demanded I give his daughter back was concerning. I wasn’t giving her back no matter how many times he came after me, but what was his end game? Promising her to the arms dealer was one thing, but leaving her with his enemy was something completely different.

I took my dress shirt off the hanger and put it on as Lissia stirred and stretched in the bed. She sat up and pulled the sheet across her chest. I would have traded anything to crawl back into bed with her and spend the rest of our lives together.

Well, almost anything. I wasn’t willing to sacrifice my father and everything he built to secure our future. There had to be a way to have it all. If I had learned anything from the old man, it was that most things were possible with patience and bloodshed.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

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