Page 196 of The Consequences of Love and Vengeance

My mind protests, urging me to make him sign a blood oath or something drastic so I’m certain he’ll never put me through that hell again. But my heart wants this; needs this. And my instincts tell me he was truthful when he told me he loves me and won’t walk away again.

I believe him, but it’s hard to trust someone when you feel so betrayed by their actions.

He carries me to the bed, not releasing me as he lays me down with himself on top. Drago is so much bigger than me, yet his weight is a dream come true. The covers smell like him, which I love, but my soul yearns for them to smell like us. I want to be here with him, yet I know if this is going to work, we have to take things slow.

“D,” I say breathlessly as I tear my lips away from his. “We need to—”

It’s as if he already knows where my mind is going.

“Slow has never been our strong suit, Bri. I had you in my bed within a week of meeting you. I wanted to fuck you in my office that first day. Hell, I wanted to shove my dick in you the minute you stepped out of your car. Slow isn’t us, baby.”

My heart knows he’s right, but my brain isn’t on the same page, which is why I turn my head, looking away from him. Those deep brown eyes cloud my thinking. They have the power to bend me to his will, and I don’t think he realizes that.

“You’re fighting yourself,” he says, calling it out like it is. His fingers gently press into my jaw on both sides, pulling my eyes back to meet his. “We’re a foregone conclusion. Neither of us could stop this from happening. We weren’t meant to, Bri. Tell me you love me, or I’m going to fuck my love into you until you love me back.”

He smiles that infectious, playful grin that always makes me tip my lips up.

“I do love you, D.” A laugh escapes my mouth, fanning his face. “But maybe I want you to fuck your love into me anyway.”

He’s off my chest in an instant, pushing to his knees where he sheds his dress shirt and pants. I go to unbutton mine, but he pushes my hands out of the way, taking the reins.

“Ditch the shirt, baby. This is going to be hard and fast. I’ll make love to you later to make up for it because right now, I need inside this sexy-as-fuck body.”

“You have a lot to repent for, Acerbi,” I tell him as I pull my blouse over my head. “But fucking me wildly isn’t one of them. I want this just as much as you do.”

He yanks the cups of my bra down, exposing my breasts. My panties are yanked from my body, and in the next second, he’s sliding inside my slick opening. I’m ready for him, there’s no need to prime me. It seems I’m always ready to accept him, and that’s the way it should be. We’re meant to be. Drago was right about that. Nothing short of death could keep us apart.

“Jesus,” he breathes as he comes back down to my level on the bed. “I love your pussy, baby. Have I ever told you that?”

“I’ve never questioned that, D. Now move.”

He bruises my lips with his, owning them. Rising off me, he pulls my legs parallel to his chest and wraps an arm around them. Then slowly, he retreats out of me, but bucks back inside in an instant. The brute force yanks a moan from my lips.

“Yes,” I cry out. This is exactly what I need. He’s exactly what I need; the only man I’ll ever want. Tiring of him is impossible. “Again,” I demand.

“How much do you love my dick?” He pulls out slowly again, and it’s maddening torture on my psyche and my body.

“I love your dick so much, now move faster!”

His smile is wicked, but I love that too. That smile is a promise of a fast orgasm and one I need right this minute.

Tightening his grip around my legs, he reaches down, his thumb finds my clit. In the next instant, he’s moving so fast inside me that I’m clueless where he ends and where I begin. We’re one, and it’s the best feeling in the world.

Like lightning, my orgasm explodes at the first crack of thunder that is his cock, and I ride shock after shock that attacks me, welcoming every sizzle. Drago squeezes my legs, following me as his cum coats my insides.

“Fuck,” he finally says, dropping my legs. “That didn’t last long, but it sure felt great.”

He falls down onto his forearms, caging me before rolling off and taking me with him.

“Babe,” I call out after the hum inside me settles a few minutes later.

“Yeah?”

“Logically, how is this going to work? I’m guessing you’re still hell-bent on taking your dad down.”

“I’ll never be able to stop until he’s behind bars, Bri. I want this, us, our family, but he has to be brought down, or you and our kids will never be safe.”

I smile against his chest.

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