Every time he sprinted to save me was a silent declaration.
“If that isn’t love, Dmitri, then I don’t know what love is.”
“Is that so.” His expression was an enigma as he seemed to be exacting some internal debate.
“It is.” My voice was firm. What I felt from him was the love I’d been missing my entire life.
Dmitri leaned down, kissing the sensitive skin above my collarbone.
“Is this love?” he muttered to himself before biting down hard enough to bruise. “Wanting to mark you, so that everyone knows that you’re all mine. To want to destroy anyone who eventhinksof touching you.”
I held my breath as his kisses dipped to my breastbone. He pulled away, and I groaned at the loss.
Dmitri traced his finger over my heartbeat, enraptured by my pulse.
“Does knowing that if your heart stops beating that nothing else in this world fucking matters…” He took in an unsteady breath. “Is that love?”
“Yes, Dmitri.” I smiled. “It’s the only love worth having.”
His eyes lifted from my heartbeat, and met my own.
“Then I love you, kitten. So fucking much.” He swallowed. “You’re the only thing in this world that means anything to me.”
A thoughtful expression passed over his face. The ensuing look in his eyes could only be described aswicked.
“And I plan on showing youhowendless my love is.”
Chapter sixty-eight
Alisa
Dmitri ripped three soul snatching orgasms out of me after that.
He seemed to like the taste of ‘I love you,’ on his tongue. Whenever I’d rocket off the cliff of an orgasm, he’d growl those words into my skin, sending me soaring even higher.
After my inner walls stopped pulsing, he opened the car door and offered me a hand.
I stared at him blankly.
“Dinner time, kitten,” he said, inclining his head to the restaurant behind us.
“I’m surprised you’re still hungry,” I muttered, thinking back to how he’d devoured my pussy until I’d screamed.
Dmitri’s lips curved into a smirk.
“Starving. In fact, I’m tempted to get us a private dining room, and have you lie completely naked on the white tablecloth.”
I blushed, a little shocked I could react after all the things he’d just done to me. His eyes gleamed at my reaction.
“The blindfolded waiters can set the plates around your perfect body, and I’ll alternate between sampling the dishes anddevouringmy favorite entrée. By the time I’m finished, the tablecloth will be utterly ruined by your juices, and you’ll be as red as a rare piece of steak.”
Fuck.
Warmth radiated towards my core, but my legs still shook from the aftershocks of that last orgasm. I wasn’t sure if I could even walk straight let alone take more.
Dmitri grasped my hand and pulled me up to a standing position. His eyes flickered over my trembling body.
“Looks like I’ll have to save that for our next visit here and settle for just food.”
