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I want her sobbing my name.

Shifting, I hook one of her legs over my shoulder to go deeper. Soon, I'll put both her legs over my shoulders and pin her to the bed as I ruthlessly rut into her to fill her with my cum. However, that deep assault on her insides will be too much for her right now.

This position will do, though, because her mouth has opened into a shocked O, and her breathing is ragged as I hit that beautiful spot deep inside her.

I brace my weight on one hand so I don't crush her. With my other hand, I flick over her clit, then rub over the swollen, pulsing bud.

Her body arches, and her walls tighten.

"Eyes on me as you shatter around this big, thick cock that only belongs to you, princess."

She obeys, and I flick her clit, hard.

Her back arches into a taut bow about to unleash. Her entire body has seized. Her small, perfect tits are mine for my taking, and I suck on one diamond-hard nipple. When I clamp down on it, that's the release button. Her walls relax slightly from strangling my cock as the orgasm slams its full intensity into her, and she screams.

I let the sounds fill the room. There are no guards standing right outside her door, but even if there was, I wouldn't give a shit. I want the world to know I've claimed this perfect woman. However, I can't reveal that to the world yet, but soon.

Very soon, I promise both myself and her.

With her walls still twitching, I rut like a possessed animal into her and continue to assault her clit. Tears fill her eyes as her body arches and twists, and I know she's trying to get away from my overstimulating her clit.

I clench my teeth, making a superhero-worthy effort to hold back my orgasm that is going to paint her walls with my cum.

"Massimo," she cries and writhes under me.

"Tell me you're mine. Tell me you'll never try to leave me."

Leaving isn't an option because I'm Don—a man with an army at his disposal to keep her by my side. But I need her towantto be by my side and not try to leave me.

"I…" Tears bead on her lashes. "Can't."

If she's the mother of my children, she can't, shewon't, leave me.

Just like her own mother… Until something made her try to run and leave Mancini and save Nova.

"I'm not your father," I snarl, my top lip curling.

I'm.Not.

"I am a monster. But I'myourmonster."

My mouth takes possession of hers as I pour my cum deep inside her while euphoria unlike anything I ever felt washes over me.

Chapter 41

Nova

We'reinMassimo'sensuitein his huge two-person tub. The only light is from a flickering candle. The tub’s size makes sense, given his massive body—but I still can’t picture Massimo as a regular 'bath guy'. But since he has a custom-sized, two-person bathtub in his private ensuite, and he's in here with me, maybe this is his go-to after sex.

I don't like the thought of him with any other woman. However, my jealousy is idiotic and stupid.

Massimo isn't mine.

Well, that seems like a big fat lie, given his words while having sex.

Yeah, brain, 'having sex' is the key thing there.

I try to push my warring, contradicting thoughts away.

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