“No,dolce ciligera,it's not enough. You andpiccoladeserve all of this and more.”
I continue to shake my head as tears start to pool in my eyes.
With a growl, Vic pulls me flush to his body, gripping my tightly in his embrace.
“No. No tears,” he murmurs, the tone holds a raspy sound to it.
I gasp as Vic lifts me completely in his arms, holding me close as he walks out of what I guess is now Amity’s new room and into another room.
One that I assume is mine.
He doesn't set me down but he does pull away slightly, allowing me to lift off his chest.
Gone is the earlier facade of the big bad Alpha that acted like he didn’t have a care in the world. In his place are soft gentle features that set my growing panic at ease.
“Knowing my brother, he has already wormed his way into your life,” he says already knowing what happened but I nod anyway.
He sighs and holds eye contact with me, “From the moment I stumbled into that alleyway and saw your beautiful face, I have been addicted. It’s like you are this beacon constantly calling to me.”
He shakes his head and touches his forehead with mine. “I need to be in your orbit,dolce ciligera.”
A shiver rolls through my body and I nod, unable to speak. Nothing I could say right now would ever amount to what Vic just said to me.
I had been questioning myself, wondering if Vic even had this kind of side to him but I should never have doubted him.
It makes sense that the Don would have to have two sides to him. There is no way that he would be able to oversee a portion of the Underworld and not have hardened himself.
“The thought of having you here settles the beast inside of me. It’s fast and I know that I have done nothing to warrant you even wanting to entertain me but I want to at least try. I can’t deny what I feel for you.”
There is so much raw emotion in Vic’s voice that my own feelings threaten to clog my throat.
“Yes,” I whisper, unable to say anything more.
With a jolt, Vic pulls away from me. His face is wide in shock as his eyes dart over my face. “What?”
I smile and clear my throat, pushing down my tears, “I said yes, Vic. Yes, I want to explore this thing with you.”
I pause for a moment working up the dose of courage I need before speaking again.
“I feel it too, Vic.”
He swallows roughly as a mixture of emotions pass across his face.
Shock, denial and relief.
“Fuck it,” he grunts, surging towards me, his lips colliding with mine.
I remain frozen in place for a moment before I whimper against his lips as I return the kiss.
Vic groans into my mouth, a spark of pleasure shooting straight to my clit. He turns us abruptly, slamming me against the wall.
I don’t register the pain, unable to feel anything but Vic and the way his body hungrily moves against mine.
The Alpha devours me like he has been starving for years and has finally gotten a taste of ambrosia.
I roll my body into his as the kiss deepens. Gripping his shoulders, I dig my nails into his flesh as his hardness that threatens to burst hiszipper rolls against my core.
He chuckles against my lips, pulling back slightly and allowing my head to lean against the wall as he rolls his hips again.
