Page 181 of The Mafia King's Reign

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He shifts his grip, gentler now, lifting one of my legs and hooking it over his hip, opening me up at a different angle. Better. Deeper without the punishing force.

"I'm so hungry for you," he murmurs against my mouth. "Only ever for you."

And then he moves again, slower this time. Sweeter.

He takes his time, watching my face as the pain melts into pleasure, as my gasps turn from sharp to soft, as my body remembers how to take him.

His thumb finds my clit, circling slowly, and the combination makes my head fall back against the tile.

"There she is," he says quietly. "There's my girl."

When I come this time it's soft and shuddering, rolling through me in gentle waves, and he follows right after, his forehead pressed to mine, his breath mingling with mine.

"I love you," he whispers.

My breath catches.

"I love you too."

We eat dinner in bed, room service that appeared while we were in the shower.

I'm wearing one of his many black T-shirts. He's in boxer briefs and looking entirely too smug.

"Satisfied?" he asks.

"For now."

His gaze darkens slightly. "Don't tempt me, Valentina."

"I won't," I say quickly. The lingering ache in my body is reminder enough.

"Good." He steals one of my meatballs. "Because we have a week here. And I have plans."

"Plans?"

"Mm. I'm going to fuck you in every room of this house. On the beach again. In the garden. Maybe in the ocean. By the timewe leave here, I want enough of me inside of you that you could birth an army."

Heat coils low in my belly despite the fact that I'm thoroughly exhausted.

"You're ambitious."

"I'm thorough." He leans over and kisses me, slow and deep. "And you're mine. I intend to make sure you never forget it."

I won't.

I couldn't possibly.

When the food is gone and the candles have burned low, I lie with my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat and think:

This is home.

Not the house, though the house is beautiful.

Not the beach, though the beach is perfect.

This. Him. Us.

Whatever is waiting when we go back, it will still be there.

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