Page 85 of Savage Prince

I nod slowly as the smolder in his eyes intensifies with anger, instead of lust. “Guess I’ll see you in the morning then.”

His head dips, and he releases me, taking a measured step back. “I’ll wake you when it’s time to leave.”

“Perfect.” I force a smile, but it feels all wrong. Keeping it firmly in place until he walks out, I’m proud of my incredible acting skills.Dio, what is wrong with me? I should be thrilled that this whole kidnapping debacle is almost over. Instead, I’m dreading the end.

The bed dips beside me, and the scent of warm amber and musk consumes me. I’m instantly awake, my eyes snapping open. Antonio sits hunched on the other side of the enormous king, taking off his shoes I imagine. Then he straightens and peels off a shirt I don’t recognize, revealing the map of tattoos along his back. The scars they hide are permanently emblazoned in my mind, so much so that even in the dark room, I can make them out.Lex talionis…

That pit of dread tightens my gut as I continue to watch him when he strips down to his boxers. My brain isn’t the only thing awake anymore. Now, my lusty pussy is on full alert, as if his scent has triggered her somehow.

His head twists over his shoulder, and I squeeze my eyes closed like a big fat chicken. I can’t even explain why I do it. Probably because I don’t want to seem like a weirdo stalker who has been watching him undress this whole time.

The mattress dips again, closer now, and that familiar scent grows stronger. Antonio’s breath dusts my hair, and it takes all my willpower not to open my eyes. Again, I’m not sure why I don’t, but I remain completely still. His lips brush my forehead, and something deep inside me just shatters.

“Sweet dreams,tesoro,” he whispers against my skin, and my heart raps out a manic drumbeat against my ribs. “I’m sorry for everything.”

My breaths come more quickly now, and I’m surprised he can’t hear the roar of my pulse which thunders across my eardrums. It’s so loud I’m certain Valerio can hear it way across the penthouse wherever his bedroom may be.

Antonio curls up beside me, lacing his arm across my belly and his forearm brushes the underside of my breasts. A damned breathy sigh slips out, and he freezes.

Shit. What do I do now?

Slowly, I open my eyes, doing my best to look like I just woke up. I even yawn, drawing it out far longer than normal. “Hi,” I whisper.

He unlocks his arm from around my waist and puts some space between us. And my traitorous body screams at the sudden distance. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” he mutters.

“It’s okay. It’s probably almost time for us to get up, isn’t it?”

“Not yet. We still have a few more hours. You should get some rest.” Antonio starts to roll to his side of the bed, but my hand snakes out, fingers interlacing with his. An endless moment passes between us, neither one of us moving or speaking. Maybe even breathing. Then he turns back, eyes wide and fixed on mine.

“I’m too wired to sleep,” I blurt out in a rush. Then I roll onto my side, tugging on his arm, and pull him beside me so our bodies are flush. “And I can rest on my flight back to Manhattan.”

Starlight sparks across those velvety orbs, and the hint of a smile kicks up his lips. “Are you sure?”

I lace my free hand around his back and slide it down to his ass. “Yes. Now fuck me like you mean it because if it’s the last night we’re spending together, you better make it good.”

CHAPTER 42

VILLAINS

Antonio

Those brilliant sapphire eyes sear to mine, and I’m powerless to deny her the very thing I want more than any other. Despite the consequences. This woman already has me by the balls and another night of devouring her will only serve as the final nail in my coffin. But if I’m going to die, I might as well enjoy my damnation.

And sinking my cock into Serena Valentino is like savoring a slice of paradise.

“Get on your knees and put your hands up on the headboard.” Raw desire laces my tone, and my pulse skyrockets as she stirs beside me.

When she sits up, I catch a glimpse of her bare pussy beneath my undershirt.Cazzo, this woman will be my absolute ruin. And I’m about to jump off the ledge just to get there sooner.

I drag my boxers down, and my cock springs free, already hard at the sight of her splayed out on the bed. Then I lift to my knees and move behind her. I run my nose across the back of herneck, inhaling her intoxicating scent, then I lick my way to her earlobe. She melts into my touch and fuck, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Serena is as feral for me as I am for her.

What that says about our sanity is questionable, but tonight, logic gets thrown out the window.

I press my body flush against hers, my cock straining against her ass which is still partially covered by my t-shirt. That will not do. I reach for the hem and lift it up and over her head, exposing perfectly tanned skin beneath. There’s something about tan lines that drive me crazy, as if getting to see the patches of milky white flesh is reserved only for me.

Now that she’s completely bare, I lace my arm around her middle, drawing her back so my cock fits between her ass cheeks. Her body trembles with each sweep of my crown, and she pushes her ass against me, begging for more. Cum glistens on my tip, and from the feel of it, she’s already soaked for me.

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