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He sucks in a desperate breath, and his eyes find mine, intense need burning in them.
“I’m okay,” I assure him. “You don’t have to hold back.”
His mouth slams against mine, and he pulls out slowly before slamming into me again.
I feel the moment Damiano loses control. The kiss turns wild as hell, and he starts to move fast and hard, claiming me with the violent power that makes him the most feared man in our world.
He’s rough, and his features are carved from stone as he breaks the kiss, his eyes locking on my face.
The pain keeps mixing with pleasure, and my hips instinctively begin to move, meeting him thrust for thrust.
A savage expression fills his eyes, and there’s a split second where it makes fear ghost through my chest before my abdomen tightens and pleasure dances just within my reach.
“Mine.” The word rumbles deep from his chest, and when I nod, he hammers into me until his body suddenly loses all strength, and he slumps down on me.
“Dio,” I whimper as my hips keep moving, my clit desperately working to reach my orgasm.
Damiano pulls out and enters me at a different angle, and I lose all control of my body.
When a cry tears from me, he hits the same spot three more times, and I cling to him as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever experienced completely overwhelms me.
Holy crap. So good.
I can only sob against his neck, and it takes longer than before for the pleasure to start fading.
When my senses return, Damiano’s holding me so tight, it borders on painful.
Only our rushed breaths fill the air, his cock still buried deep inside me, his body pushing mine into the mattress.
Unexpectedly, a sob bursts from me as emotions fill my chest.
Once again, I realize Damiano Falco belongs to me, and no one will ever dare to hurt me again.
He peppers my face with kisses, his lips catching the single tear that escapes before I’m able to regain control over my emotions.
And I realize it’s safe for me to care about him.
Chapter 28
Gabriella
When Damiano pulls out of me, I flinch, and it has his eyes snapping to mine.
“You okay?”
I nod quickly. “Yes. Just sensitive.”
He lies down on his back, and when I climb off the bed, his gaze follows me to the bathroom.
I quickly clean myself before wetting a washcloth. When I walk back into the room and crawl onto the bed, he takes the washcloth from my hand and throws it on the floor.
My eyebrows draw together, then he says, “I don’t want to clean you off me yet.”
His possessive tone makes my stomach flutter.
Damiano pulls me closer, and when I lie down beside him, his arms wrap around me, and he buries his face in the crook of my neck.
Just like earlier, I throw my leg over his and hold him tightly to my body.
