“I can’t do it.” I opened my eyes and stared at his pained features. “I can’t make love to you tonight. Not tonight. It’s too fucking much. I want you raw and hard, Doe. Raw and fucking hard.”
“Then do it.” I let out a breath. “Take me. I want you to take me the way you want to.” Dear God, I didn’t recognize my own voice, the bold words that rolled over my lips.
Abruptly, he grabbed my waist and turned me onto my stomach, face against the silk sheets, ass in the air. Another thwack with the flogger against my exposed flesh, and I could feel my orgasm starting through the pain.
I lost count of the strikes. The pain was gone. It was only pleasure. Mind-blowing, all-consuming pleasure, one lash after the other.
Antonio moved behind me, gripped my hips, his fingers biting into my flesh before slamming inside me with so much force my lower back ached. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything. All I could do was remain still and be fucked by the man who took my fragile heart and turned it into cold, hard steel. God, it felt good.
“You feel that, Doe? Your surrender, and my complete dominion over your body, your mind, and your fucking soul.” Another thrust. “Fucking liberating, isn’t it?”
“God, yes.”
He grabbed my braided hair and pulled my head back, my neck stretching to a point of pain. Harder, faster, and completely out of control, Antonio pistoning in and out of me, my inner walls closing in around him. It was pleasure and pain all rolled into an explosion of sheer ecstasy.
“You better come, Doe. If I keep fucking you like this, I might break you in fucking half because I’m not stopping until I feel your cum gush down my goddamn thighs.”
Skin slapped against skin, our cries and grunts of pleasure slamming against the walls. The smell of sex swept all around us, my skin burning and insides coiling tight.
His palm came down loud and hard against my ass, and the pain was the final push I needed to fall head first off the edge.
“Oh, God!” I yelled, his cock forcing my climax all the way up my spine, crashing against every bone, penetrating the marrow of my being.
“There she is. My fucking queen.”
And then he roared like an animal, pushing so deep inside me, hitting my core with equal parts pain and pleasure. I could feel his cock pulse inside me, like a goddamn heartbeat, spilling his pleasure into me.
He let go of my hair, nails raking down the skin of my back, earning more moans from my lips.
I was exhausted, my body spent. Adrenaline surged through me, fogging my mind. And the next thing I knew, the cuffs were off, my arms and legs free. He eased my body back onto the mattress, every muscle aching, my chest rising and falling from panting breaths.
This was us. Fucked up, yet so goddamn right.
He wrapped his arm around my waist, his warm breath against my neck. “You’re ready.”
“For what?”
With his nose against my skin, I heard him breathe in before placing his lips just below my ear. “Revenge.”
Chapter 14
Doe
It was dark. He was quiet. Too quiet.
Before we left the estate, he only said one thing. “Do not doubt me.” That was it. Nothing else.
The entire way, he kept his focus on the road in front of us. Every now and then I would glance his way, taking in his stark features. Antonio was a beautiful man. A powerful man. Even as I grew more confident around him, he had a presence that still demanded my submission. I often found myself wondering what a gorgeous, rich, alpha-dominant man like him saw in a plain woman like me. But I chose not to question it since every one of his actions only confirmed his feelings for me.
He was possessive, and not afraid to show it. Protective, and brave enough to stand against anyone who threatened those he loved. But he was also dark, wicked, and confident enough to not apologize for it. Antonino was every ounce the king I grew to love with every fiber of my being.
I looked out the passenger side window, staring at the two SUVs which had been following us ever since we left the house. There were two in front of us as well. Ever since the night at the club, Antonio had been like a pissed-off lion, roaring orders and making sure every security measure had been put in place when it came to me and my safety. I appreciated it. But I hated that so many lives now revolved around me.
Karina and Lorik had put their wedding on hold. Dante, Layla, and Rafe couldn’t be together as a family. And Lucio—well, I didn’t think it bothered Lucio so much since he seemed to be the type who lived off adrenaline and danger. But still. I hated that my presence had affected the Valenti family in such a way.
We came to a stop in front of what seemed like an abandoned warehouse. It seemed familiar.
Antonio turned to face me. “Do you know where we are?”