I know she can feel me growing beneath her, and she starts to rock against me.
She’s so fucking perfect. Even after what happened to her just a few hours ago, here she is, rolling her hips against mine, wanting me.
“Mia bella rosa, you should rest.” I try and give her an out, but there’s only so much I can handle when it comes to her. I always want her.
“I don’t want to rest. I want you,” she whispers against my lips, biting down. Groaning, I roll her over, careful not to put all of my weight on her. I know she’s still hurting from being tied up.
“I’ll take care of you, bella.”
Kissing, licking, and sucking my way down her neck, I stop at the hollow of her throat where that fucker put his blade into her beautiful skin. Kissing the bandage, I feel Tessa shudder under me, and I continue on down the center of her chest, parting the robe to kiss the one there.
Sucking on her nipples, I have every intention of erasing that motherfucker’s touch from her memory and replacing it with mine. Always mine.
Her sexy little mewls, moans, and sighs fuel me and light a fire inside of me that burns through my veins.
She squirms under me as I crawl down her body. Pulling the robe open fully, I swirl my tongue around her belly button, and her hand slides into my hair, gripping the ends, making me groan against her skin. Tessa never holds back from me, and I fucking love that.
Kissing her just above her sex, her legs fall to the sides and her hips raise up into me.
So responsive. So ready.
Looking up at her, I find her eyes already on me, and I kiss each of her inner thighs over the bandages where that fucker dug the tip of his blade into her, too.
She’s so strong, my woman. She knew I’d come for her, and she didn’t let him break her. Only I get to break her – in every way that makes her mine.
I press her thighs open flat and bare her sweet pussy to me like the fucking meal it is.
Locking eyes with her, I dip my head and feast on the sweet cream already waiting for me. Swirling her entrance, I lap up her juices and spread them up to her clit, sucking hard on her tight bundle of nerves. Her hips buck up into my mouth and I press her back down onto the bed.
Flattening my tongue, I press it against her clit to relieve the pressure and then lick my way back down to her entrance. Tessa’s moans fill my ears as my blood pumps hard through me, settling in my cock that’s now hard as fucking steel. But this isn’t about me. This is for her. She needs to forget everything that happened tonight.
“Alec,” she chokes out, my name a plea on her tongue. “I need,” she pants, and I drive my tongue inside of her, knowing exactly what she needs.
Her deep, raspy groan has me gripping her thighs harder. She’s driving me crazy right along with her.
Sucking her clit again, I feel her tremble beneath me, and just when I know she’s close, I shove two fingers inside of her and curl them forward, stroking her front wall.
Her resound scream makes me feel like a fucking king as her pussy squeezes my fingers like she wants to keep me in her forever.
My cock is begging me to give him what he wants, but this was for my woman, not me.
This is my punishment for letting her get taken.
Chapter 33
Tessa
Before I even open my eyes, I let myself breathe in the spicy, manly scent that makes my heart dance knowing Alec is right next to me.
He hasn’t left me.
My body hums alive just being near him. He has this power over me that I can’t explain, and I don’t really want to. He’s a part of me, plain and simple.
Finally blinking my eyes open, I see sunlight streaming in through the sides and crack of the curtain – a path shooting straight to us and illuminating Alec’s face.
God, he’s so beautiful.
Beautifully dark, dangerous, and deadly. Even while asleep, his face doesn’t relax from the hard planes and tight set of his jaw. But I wouldn’t want him any other way. He’s my dark savior I never knew was waiting for me.
Outlining his jaw with the tip of my index finger, I trace his lips. Those lips can both bring me to heaven and drag me to hell, and either way, I never want to live without them.
Lost in thought, I’m not prepared for Alec’s quick move to capture my finger between his teeth.
“Ah,” I gasp.
“You’ve been staring at me, bella,” he says, his sexy raspy morning voice making my stomach knot. He’s never with me when I wake up, and hearing it for the first time has both my heart and core clenching.
“How do you know?”
“I can always feel your eyes on me.”
“I was just admiring the view.”
“Good choice.”
I flash him a smile, and then grow serious. “I didn’t really have a choice, Alec. You were never a choice. You were always my destiny.”
His eyes turn molten, and his hand around my waist tightens. “You’re mine, Tessa. From the first time I saw you on stage, owning it like the queen you are, I knew.”
“You’re mine too,” I tell him, pressing closer to him. “But I don’t want to be someone you think you can give an order to and I’ll just blindly follow. I’ve never been that person. I want you to see me as more than a duty. As more than an object to keep safe.”
“You’ve never been an object to me, Tessa. You’re my fucking world. You’re my reason for breathing. A man like me only has two weaknesses – lack of control and the woman he loves. I have both with you, and I don’t know how to deal with that. It’ll always be a battle for me. But I will never apologize for protecting you.”
My heart stops. Actually stops.
Did he just say…?
Did he just tell me…?
Rolling us over, Alec presses me into the bed, his weight a welcomed relief.
“I’m sorry, bella. I never wanted to cause you pain. I tried to protect you from everyone else, when it was me who would hurt you most of all. I didn’t know. I couldn’t have known. But that doesn’t excuse it.”
He presses his lips to the cut on my chest and the base of my throat, and I shiver, my nails digging into his shoulders.
“He’s dead. The man who killed your brother. He’s dead. I took care of him for you the day after I found out.”
“Alec,” I breathe, a tear escaping the corner of my eye. He killed one of his own men for me.
“I don’t want you to hurt anymore, Tessa. I don’t want you to look at me and see a killer. I don’t want you to only see the monster who took your family from you.”
Cupping his cheek, I run my hand through his hair and cradle his head. “I do see a killer, Alec,” I tell him, and a pained look crosses his eyes. “But I also see a man who would do anything for me,” I continue. “I see a man who protects his family. I see a man who’s capable of so much more than he believes. I see a man with power who feels the weight of the world. But most of all, I see a man I wouldn’t change for anything. I want all of you. Killer and all.”
Alec closes his eyes briefly, and when he opens them again, the two pools of darkness I love to swim in are swirling, sucking me down into their depths.
“Ti amo, mia bella rosa.”
Closing my eyes, I let the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard sink in. Running my hands up the back of his head, I let his mass of silky black hair slide through my fingers.
“I love you, too,” I whisper against his lips, and he silences me with his.
This kiss is different than every other one we’ve shared. It’s still possessive and heated, but it has something else added to it that makes my heart feel like it’s way too big for my chest.
We pour everything into this kiss, and I feel the electricity snap and sizzle through me like bolts of white lightening in a black sky.
I can feel his love for me. I can feel his devotion. I can feel his sorrow for hurting me. I can feel his every emotion passing through this kiss and into my heart.
Ale
c runs his hand down the side of my waist and snakes it between us. Kissing his way down my neck, he bites down with a groan at finding me already wet for him.
Kissing and biting his way up to my lips, he takes my bottom lip between his teeth and then smooths it out with his tongue while his fingers rub slow circles around my clit. I melt under him.
No one’s ever said they loved me before, and vice versa. But they’re more than just words with us. I feel them. I breathe them. I live them.
Deepening the kiss, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him as close as I can.
“I need you, Alec,” I pant, then moan when he sucks my earlobe between his teeth. “Inside of me. Now,” I demand, tilting my hips up.
“I’ll always give my queen what she wants,” he says in my ear, his rough voice holding every promise in the world to follow through on that.
“Then you should get inside of me. And don’t hold back. I need you. All of you.”
Grunting his approval, Alec aligns himself at my entrance and kisses me hard as he thrusts all the way into me in a single swift motion. He swallows my cry, his tongue sweeping through my mouth to savor its taste.
I asked him not to hold back, and he doesn’t.
I feel every inch of him with every thrust, my body welcoming him home after being gone for what feels like forever.
Pulling my lips away from his, Alec buries his face in the crook of my neck – kissing, sucking, biting. As my moans and cries intensify, I’m pushed higher and higher until I reach the edge of a precipice.
Alec drags his teeth over my sensitive nipples and my back arches into him on instinct. His mouth latches onto one of my tight peaks and sucks deep, and I feel the pull straight to my core.
“Alec,” I choke out, raking my nails across the breadth of his back.
“Not yet,” he rasps.
Biting around my nipple, he drags his lips across my chest to my other one, and gives it the same torturous treatment that drives me to within an inch of losing my sanity.
I can’t hold on much longer. I can’t take much else.
Looking down at me, Alec’s dark eyes capture mine, and every time he’s fully inside of me, hitting that spot so deep in me only he can reach, his eyes flare. The dark brown now black as it ripples out like a pebble dropped in a still lake.
“Alec,” I beg, holding on by a thread.
“No,” he commands, and tears prick my eyes as I hold back, with little sparks running down my legs and up my spine.
I feel him everywhere.
His mouth marks every square inch of skin he has access to, and just when I feel myself reaching my breaking point, he tells me to let go, and I don’t hear anything else but the raw scream that’s torn from my throat.
White stars dot my vision as I’m thrown from the heavens and plunged straight into the flames of hell – consumed wholly.
My eyes roll back as I burn, with Alec being the only thing keeping me from turning to a pile of ash.
♠♣♥♦
Groggy, I peel my eyes open and see I’m no longer in the makeshift hospital room. I’m in Alec’s bed, but he’s not here, so I curl into the empty spot he usually occupies, inhaling his residual scent.
I have no idea what time it is, or how long I’ve been asleep, but I’m starving. My appetite was barely existent for the past two weeks, but it’s back full-force now, and I really do feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks.
Climbing out of bed, I take a hot shower, mindful of my bandages, and then go into Alec’s closet, surprised to see that all of my clothes from my apartment have been moved in here.
When did he do this? How long have I been asleep?
Putting on a pair of leggings and an off-the-shoulder thin sweater, I decide to go in search of Alec to get some answers.
With each step, I feel the soreness between my thighs from Alec’s roughness, as well as the ache in my shoulders from having my hands tied behind my back for hours last night. Looking down at my wrists, I see red marks where the zip ties cut into my skin, and I rub them as I walk, hoping they’ll magically disappear by the time I find Alec.
He’s not in the kitchen, so I keep going through the dining area and around the corner into the next hallway that leads to his office. I don’t hear anything, so I knock on the door.
“Come in,” he says, and I turn the knob, stepping into his office. He’s sitting behind a large mahogany desk with a laptop open and a few papers laid out around him, the setup remarkably close to his office down in the casino.
“Do you need me, bella?”
“I woke up and you weren’t there. And when I went to steal something of yours to wear, I noticed I didn’t need to since your closet housed my entire wardrobe from my apartment. Care to explain?” I cross my arms over my chest and lean my hip against the doorjamb.
“I moved you in,” he says simply.
“When? You never asked me.”
“I had a couple of men do it after you fell asleep. And no, I didn’t ask. I wasn’t giving you the opportunity to say no or argue with me about it.”
“You let strangers into my apartment and touch my things?”
“They’re not strangers. They work for me. And now they work for you.”
“What? Alec, that’s not the point. You do realize that means you ordered men to touch my bras and underwear, right?”
“Tessa,” he warns, rubbing his forehead. “I do realize that now. But I was a little too preoccupied at the time to consider it an issue.”
“You still never asked me if I wanted to live with you.”
Standing, Alec walks around his desk and stands tall in front of me. “Are you telling me you don’t want to live with me? You don’t want to come home to me? You don’t want to sleep with me every night and wake up with my mouth all over you?”
“I never said that,” I say, breathless. “I just want you to ask me.”
“I see.” Lifting my chin with a singer finger, he stares deep into my eyes. “Will you live with me so I can keep you safe while fucking you every day and night until you pass out and I’m all that’s on your mind?”
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation or a single doubt that that’s what I want. I grip his shirt and bring him down to me, my lips telling him just how much I want that, and him.
Picking me up, he spins me around and walks me the few steps to his desk where he plants me on top. Alec undoes his belt and pushes his suit pants down just far enough to free himself, and then tears my leggings down my body, groaning when he finds me naked beneath.
“Fucking Christ,” is all he says before pushing me back against the hard wood and entering me to the hilt.
A strangled cry escapes my closing throat, and I desperately search for something to hold onto as Alec takes me hard and quick. He grips my hips at a bruising strength, and my one hand finds the edge of his desk to grasp.
Digging my heels into his ass, I keep up with his relentless and ruthless fucking. In a matter of seconds, my inner muscles are quivering and then clamping down around him.
Alec is right there with me. He grunts, and then stills, groaning long and low as he fills me with his hot seed. I know I took his release from him from how hard I squeezed him, and I take satisfaction in that I can have power over him too.
Pulling me up into a sitting position, he kisses me hard. “I get to do that whenever I want now.”
“So can I,” I say back, raising my chin haughtily.
“Oh, trust me, bella, whenever you want me, you can have me.”
“What if you’re in a meeting? Or on the phone?” I counter.
“Just interrupt me and say you need me and I’ll take care of you. Always.”
“Okay, then.” A small smile tugs at my lips and I pull him down to kiss him fiercely.
Chapter 34
Alec
I take Tessa down to the basement, and she squeezes my hand when we reach the initial door that leads to all of the others down here. I thought after a ni
ght of sleep she’d change her mind on wanting to exact a little revenge on her captor, but she insisted on coming down here. I least got her to call out of work today. She didn’t fight me on it like she did that first day she was with me.
Going through the security process, I hold the door open for her, and her eyes widen as she takes it all in.
Walking her through the first general meeting room area that resembles a living room in most respects, we go through the next set of doors that takes us to the complete opposite. Standing in a cement and cinderblock hallway that’s lined with heavy metal doors on either side, Tessa straightens her back and looks down each way.
“That way,” I tell her, lifting my chin to the right where one of my men stands beside one of the metal doors.
Stopping in front of the door, Tessa turns to me, her eyes guarded and unsure.
“You can change your mind. It’s your choice.” The other men in that warehouse who took her have all been killed and taken up to the Port of Newark for disposal. But this fucker…he’s been saved for a special kind of death.
“I don’t know if I can,” she says. “But I want you to. And I want to watch you.”
Her request has me reeling, and I kiss her hard, backing her up against the door.
“Leave,” I growl at the guard, going back to kissing my woman as he silently slips away.
“You want to watch me?” The image of her standing and watching me as I cut into the skin of our enemy like he did to her, and her enjoying it, has my cock hardening instantly.
“Yes,” she breathes against my lips.
Fuck. She was made for me.
Biting her lower lip, I growl against her and then pull away. I open the heavy metal door and let her step through first, with me right behind.
Sitting with his legs tied to the chair and his arms around his back, is Zhang Wu, the main enforcer for the Triads.
He lifts his head and looks at the both of us with the eyes of a man who knows his fate, but refuses to give in to it without a fight.
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