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Nothing else was said as he notched his cockhead at my entrance. There was no more preamble. No waiting or anticipation. Gio pushed into me with such need and desire that he tore through my innocence and took it as his own.
The pain was instant. Constant. As he gave me inch after inch.
This wasn’t how I ever envisioned my first time going. I’d seen myself fighting, refusing. I saw myself married off to a bastard of my father’s choosing, so the only thing I could ever picture for losing my virginity had been brutality.
But here I was, willing. I was ready. And I wanted Gio with an obsession that made me question my reality and sanity.
“You get slow and gentle tonight,cara, but once you’re healed, I’m going to fuck you like the savage I am.”
A part of me wanted to tell Gio I didn’t want or need slow and gentle. I was stronger than I looked.I want his brutality.
“You like when I’m sweet with you, Tatiana?” Hewas buried to the hilt inside me, not moving for a moment, letting his words fully sink in as deep as his body. “You like knowing a killer took your virginity?” He pulled out and slid back in. His hands were on either side of my head, caging me in and forcing me to take whatever he gave.
I couldn’t speak, just nodded and bit my lip.
“You like knowing I’d kill a man for even looking at you the wrong way?”
I closed my eyes and moaned, my pussy clamping down around him and pulling a gruff sound from deep within his chest.
He pulled out and then sank in deep again, repeating this process over and over.
“Open those beautiful eyes and let me see the pain and pleasure in them, my little Russian doll.”
I did as he asked, gasping at his expression and how fierce it was.
His passion was like this aggressive, violent monster within him. And it was fully displayed and bared for me to see.
I lifted my hips, rising so he’d hit deeper, pushing inside of my body fully. Gio looked down and watched me do this repeatedly, his abdominal muscles contracting as his hips swung and plowed into me. The pain was constant, but the more hestretched me, the more that burn and discomfort faded to the background, and something twisted and delicious took its place.
“All I can think about is filling you up,” he whispered so low I almost didn't hear him.
I gripped his biceps, digging into his flesh until I knew my nails scoring him had to hurt.
“Tutto ciò a cui riesco a pensare è venire profondamente dentro di te. Non posso smettere di pensare a riempire il tuo grembo finché non ti avrò marchiata per sempre. Finché non sarà innegabile che sei mia perché ho lasciato una parte di me in te.”All I can think about is coming deep inside of you. I can't stop thinking about filling up your womb until I've marked you forever. Until it's undeniable that you're mine because I've left a part of myself in you.
I didn’t know what he said, but I knew it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever heard. It was because Gio spoke it with such reverence. I knew he meant whatever he’d just uttered under his breath.
I realized I kept fucking myselfon him, and he growled, the sound making me juicier.
“You filthy, fucking beautiful girl.” He lowered his gaze back down between my thighs, his nostrils flaring, the rumble coming from him growing louder by the second.
Gio slid his hands around so he could grip my ass and angle my hips to dive even deeper as he drove in and out of me. His powerful motions rocked the bed, causing the headboard to slam against the wall.
“I want you to know,” he snarled, “that everything changed between us the night I killed that motherfucker.”
I didn't know what exactly he meant, but I knew what I wanted it to mean. His expression was savage as he thrusted in and out of me, rotating his hips and driving deeper until the sensation consumed me and there was nothing but two things left in the entire universe.
Me and Gio.
“Say it,” he said between clenched teeth. “Tell me you’re mine and that you want me to kill anyone who thinks otherwise.”
I was nodding before he finished speaking. I’d never wanted anything more than that in my entire life.
“I’m yours,” I said, the only words that formed, the only ones that would ever matter in the grand scheme of things. It didn’t matter what happened. I would always and forever be Gio Bianchi’s.
“My good girl.” He plowed inside hard and fast,and I felt another orgasm rising within me with such force it stole my vision.
A realization hit me, and I gasped, the pleasure never ending. “Gio,” I moaned his name. “Wait… I’m not on birth control.” I didn’t know why that mattered right now, or why my brain decided to force my lips to spew the words out. It wasn’t even like Gio had taken any precautions himself, not when his cock was bare inside me as he kept pounding away.
