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“Before what?” I snarl, leaning into his space. The air thickens between us, my world narrowing to only his breath and my own.

“Before you were mine.” His hand snakes around the back of my neck and his mouth claims mine, punishing and ravenous, as if he needs to prove that I belong to him with this fiery kiss.

And in this moment, I want to.

CHAPTER 46

BLISS

Antonio

Wrapping her legs around my waist, I drop us onto the bed. I kiss her like I need her breath to live, to survive. As if these next few moments will determine everything. A few hours ago, I was prepared to say goodbye to her forever, but each time I’m forced to be selfless grows more difficult. Taking her to Roma will only make matters worse. Every day that passes, I become more obsessed, more captivated by her.

Her lips part for me, and I sweep my tongue across hers. Now that the immediate hunger to claim her has lessened to manageable levels, I take my time, savoring, nibbling, exploring every corner of her mouth.

I may have been the one to steal her away, but she’s the one who stole my damned heart and revived my soul. The idea of losing her now is unacceptable. Which means I have to find out who has targeted us and why. Once I kill the son of a bitch, Serena will be safe, and she can remain here in Italy.

With me. Forever.

The traitorous thought bounces through my mind as I tangle my fingers into the hair at her nape. “I need you,” I whisper against her lips, the admission slipping out before I can stop it.

“I need you inside me,” she counters.

“All you had to do was ask,tesoro.” Releasing her mouth only long enough to unbutton her jeans and drag them, along with her panties, down her legs, I have her bare in seconds.

Arousal already glistens within the folds of her pussy, and I’m feral at the sight. Either the fighting from earlier got her going or she’s wet from just that fiery kiss. Either way, it only proves how perfect this woman is for me.

She paws at my pants, her fingers fumbling with the button and zipper. She strokes my cock with one hand as she releases me from the denim restraints.

“Do you feel how hard you make me,tesoro?”

She draws her bottom lip between her teeth and groans as her hand glides up and down my length. “Only for me, right, Toni?”

“Only for you.”

Serena guides my thick head to her entrance, and anticipation coils low in my gut. I’ve never had her this quickly before, usually the foreplay drags out the expectation and my restraint, and I’m worried I’m going to come the moment I sink inside her.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” I whisper against her lips, running my tip through her slick heat.

“Mmm, yes, I’m ready. I want you to fuck me, Toni.” She reaches between us, toying with my balls, and already, I can feel them tightening. “Please, I need to feel you inside me, to forget about everything else for a few blissful moments.”

Cazzo, I’m such abastardo. Of course she does. All I’ve brought her is misery since I captured her.

I throw her legs over my shoulders, and she gasps, spreading her wide for me. “Dio, you have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen.”

She throws her head back and cackles as I line myself up at her entrance. Then I thrust my hips, filling her to the hilt. Her back arches up off the bed, our moans echoing through the small room in perfect unison.

“Merda,tesoro, your pussy feels so hot and wet, so tight around my cock. It’s absolutely perfect.” I drive into her, my balls smacking her ass with each thrust. With her legs over my shoulders, I plunge deeper than I’ve ever been, my thumb circling her clit as I rail into her.

Her free hand toys with her nipple, her mouth curved in a perfect O. “More, don’t stop,” she pants, her hips lifting to meet each of my thrusts.

“Oh, I’m not planning on ever stopping. Not until you come so hard you’ll be feeling it for days.” I scoop her into my arms, wrapping her legs around my hips to drive deeper. Her arms curl around my neck, hands drifting down my back. I usually avoid any position where her hands have access to my scars but driven by the overwhelming need for her, I slip up. She doesn’t say a word as her fingers run across the puckered skin. After a moment of panic, I give into the pleasure instead. On my knees, I crawl across the bed to the cushioned headboard. Holding her up, I pin her against the soft fabric and thrust, again and again.

I’m in so deep, so completely sheathed inside her heat, I can feel every inch of her. Her pussy walls tighten around me, constricting with each manic thrust. I withdraw to the tip then plunge again, earning a breathy moan.

“Again,” she rasps.

I do as I’m told because fuck, I would do anything to hear those moans from her lips. Withdrawing until I’m nearly completely unsheathed, I drive back in again and again. Mycrown hits her clit, driving her closer to the edge. I can see how close she is to unraveling by the rosy hue of her cheeks, the wild look in her eyes, and the steady pulse of contractions around my dick.

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