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A growl rumbles from his throat as he swoops down, wrapping his arms around my waist to hoist me into the air. My legs instinctively wrap around his hips, our bodies pressed so tightly together that I feel every heartbeat, every ragged breath.
His lips crash against mine in a fierce kiss.
I cry out in relief, sobbing against his lips.
As he carries me to the bedroom, his mouth never leaves mine. Our tongues dance in perfect harmony, exploring and tasting one another, driving each other higher.
"Mattia," I gasp, raking my nails down his back as he carries me over the threshold into the bedroom. "I'm scared."
"Of what, little mouse?" He sets me down on the edge of the bed, his gray eyes flickering with concern.
Of losing you.
"I don't know," I lie.
But this dangerous, complicated man does. Somehow, he knows.
"Listen to me, Aurelia," he says firmly, gripping my face as he forces me to look into his eyes. "No matter what happens, we're in this together."
"Promise me," I whisper, the weight of those words settling heavily on my chest.
"You and me for life, little mouse. Ti prometto," he vows, sealing his promise with a searing kiss that leaves me trembling with need.
"Mattia," I moan, arching my back as his lips trace a scorching path down my neck. "Please."
"Tell me what you want, Aurelia," he growls, his voice rough with command.
"Fuck me," I plead, too desperate to care how I sound. "Make everything outside of this room disappear."
His eyes darken, a carnal storm brewing in their depths. Without another word, his hands move to the hem of my dress, pulling it over my head in one swift, unapologetic motion.
The cool air hits my skin, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. I moan in response.
Mattia doesn't waste a moment. He unclasps my bra, my breasts spilling from the cups into his waiting hands. His touch is firm and possessive, a contrast to the worried look he had just moments ago.
"I'll make you forget everything but me, cara mia," he murmurs as he pushes me back onto the bed. His lips find my skin again, kissing, biting, marking me as his with every bruise painted by his mouth. His teeth graze the sensitive flesh along my collarbone, making me gasp.
"You're mine," he murmurs against my skin, each word punctuated by another possessive bite that sends sparks of pain and pleasure radiating through my body. "Say it."
"I'm yours," I breathe, lost in the sensation, in him.
His touch ignites fire wherever it lands—my skin burning under his fingertips as if scorched by the very trails he traces.
"You're so beautiful like this," he rasps. "Spread out for me—open and vulnerable."
When his mouth closes over my breast, taking a taut nipple between his teeth and tugging, I cry out in ecstasy. I never knew the fine line between pleasure and pain could feel so damn good.
"You're mine," he murmurs against my skin again, his voice a sinful promise. The rasp of stubble along my belly sends shivers through my veins as he moves lower.
I am his. God help me, but it's true.
"I'm going to break you, little mouse, just so I can remake you." His gaze pins me beneath him—not just physically, but everything I am is caught by him, unable to break free.
"Oh, God."
His rough fingers trail up the inside of my thigh, coaxing a sob of ecstasy from my lips. He's merciless as he sets to work, exploring and teasing until I'm pleading for him to touch me where I need him most.
"Is this what you want?" His voice is thick with lust as he circles ever closer to where I ache for him.
