Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96514 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96514 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
“There’s something wrong with you. You have no heart, no soul. You’re empty.”
He glared at me, his mouth inches from mine. “After everything I have done for you… How could you? You might as well spit in my fucking face.”
“It was just a drink, Luca. Nothing more.”
“You stormed out of my house weeks ago. Refuse to speak to me. Talk to that asshole behind my back. You wanted me to fight for you. What do you think I’ve been doing? I’m your one constant, baby girl. I will always be here. No one else will take care of you as I do.”
“You lied to me. You promised you wouldn’t get involved with my art. I never asked for your help, Luca.”
He rubbed my cheek with the pad of his thumb. “I did that for you. Because I want you to have everything you deserve.”
I closed my eyes and breathed through my nose. “I didn’t ask for this.”
“You never had a choice.” His lips hovered above mine, his breath heating my skin. “One day, you will be my wife. You’ll give me sons. You will be my queen. Stop fighting this.”
I squirmed beneath him. His cock was hard and rubbed against me through his pants. Why did I like the feel of his body on top of me?
“Why can’t you let me go?”
He rolled his thumb over my lip. “You’re a part of me, Drea.”
“You need me,” I whispered. “More than I will ever need you.”
He stared at me for a few seconds before he clutched my chin, forcing me to look into his crazed blue eyes. “We need each other. What binds us will destroy us.”
I hated he was right.
Even as a teenager, I felt a connection to him. Luca brought down my walls, one at a time, until I bared myself to him. He peppered my jaw with aggressive kisses, his fingers sliding down my throat.
I widened my legs for him, tilting my head back against the pillow so he could suck and bite my neck. Heat rushed between my thighs, and I arched my hips to create some friction.
I shoved my fingers through his hair and pulled his mouth to mine. “I changed my mind.”
“About what?”
“I don’t want to wait.”
His eyes widened in shock. “Are you sure?”
I made him wait seven years to have sex with me. If I were going to lose my virginity, it would be on my terms, with my consent. I’d wanted him for a long time, and I couldn’t deny my feelings for the Devil.
“Aiden is down the hall.” I reached up to kiss his lips. “We need to be quiet.” Another kiss. “Please don’t hurt me.”
He smirked. “You’ve seen my cock, Drea. It will hurt.”
“Try,” I said between kisses. “For me.”
He caged me against the mattress and covered my mouth with his. Sucking his bottom lip into my mouth, I rocked my hips, and Luca groaned, threading his fingers through my curls as he deepened the kiss. He always kissed me like he wanted to devour me, but tonight, he wanted to claim me. Brand me with his searing hot kisses.
As our lips separated, I pulled my shirt over my head and flung it across the room. His eyes flickered with their usual insanity as he stared down at my naked breasts. He dipped his head down, rolled his tongue over my nipples that were so hard I hissed when his tongue contacted my skin.
“Luca,” I panted. “Mmm… That feels good.”
“Wait until you feel my cock slide in and out of your tight pussy.”
Luca licked his lips as his eyes traveled up and down the length of my naked body. “Fuck, woman. You’re going to be the death of me.”
He moved my thighs apart, teasing my wet slit, and I cried out as he pushed his finger inside me.
“Baby, you’re always so wet for me.” He added another finger and raised my left leg over his shoulder. “You’re so tight. I can’t make any promises. You will be sore.”
“Just go slow,” I whispered.
He reached up to massage my nipple, tugging on it with his usual roughness. After years of our pent-up sexual frustration, he wanted to tear through my inner walls. He wanted to hurt me. Luca didn’t make love, but I trusted him to take his time.
“Relax,” he said with his hand on my stomach. “It will hurt less.”
His tongue rolled over my aching clit. Every part of my body came alive at once as my skin pricked with tiny bumps. Luca spread me open with his tongue, making love to my pussy, consuming me with each flick.
He looked up at me, his eyes hooded, and whispered, “Be a good girl and come for me, Drea.”
His tongue moved inside me, giving me long, aggressive licks. My legs trembled, and he held me down as I exploded on his tongue, coming so hard my entire body felt numb by the time I stopped shaking.