Maybe I can’t advise you about this, bella. Maybe you will just have to do what you want and not expect me to approve.
I smile, my insides tender as kneaded dough. “Okay. But I’ll always love you, Zia.”
And I’ll always love you, bella.Another rasping cough laugh. Besides, no man has ever been good enough for one of my girls.
I dab away my tears then put my phone and lip gloss in my Chanel bag. I don’t bother with a coat. None of the guys will want me to wear one and checking it somewhere might be awkward. With one last glimpse at my reflection, I head downstairs for the dining room.
“Fuck me sideways.”
Doc is wearing ripped jeans and a dark purple T-shirt. The color turns his blue eyes indigo. He looks like a surfer on his day off. I squeak. “I can’t wear this dress if you’re wearing jeans!”
“That’s exactly what you can do.” He grips my arms and pins me to the wall. “But first I’m gonna chain you up and fuck you senseless.”
I turn my face away. “I’m not saying no, but you’ll ruin my lip gloss. It took ages.”
“I do want you at your most fuckable for this meeting. How ’bout I eat you out instead?”
I struggle against his hold. “Nico, can’t we just wait?”
“Fine.” His purple eyes look dangerous. “But after this, we’re gonna get drunk and fuck until we can’t feel feelings anymore.”
My body flushes at the thought. Even as a virgin, it wouldn’t have surprised me to learn that Domenico Valente is vicious in bed. He likes hurting me, pinching and biting and pulling my hair. Whatwouldhave surprised me is that he likes being hurt even more. Every time we’re together, he orders me to scratch his back with my nails, press my hand into his windpipe, sink my teeth into his shoulders. Anything I can do to hurt him, he wants it.
The last time, he gave me his butterfly knife and made me hold it to his bicep while he fucked me. He wanted me to hold it to his throat but I refused.
“What if I hurt you?”
Doc just laughed his crazy laugh. “I want you to fuckingkill me, Tesorina.”
I believe him. There isn’t a thrill Doc doesn’t want to chase. When we have sex, he barely finishes before he picks up some toy or rope and starts some new game with my body. He watches, too, whenever he can. Me and Bobby. Me and Eli. He even came down to the cabin and watched Adriano screw me on the wooden floor.
He curls a finger into my cleavage and tugs me closer. “Tonight, when all this bullshit is over, I’m gonna nut inside you.”
The thought turns my knees to water. “Eli says—”
“Fuck what Morelli says. It’s all I can think about, coming in your little vise grip of a cunt. Filling it with my cum.” He licks along my neck. “I can just imagine it dripping out of your pretty pink pussy. When I see it for real, I’m gonna die and go straight to hell.”
“And if you get me pregnant?”
“This isn’t a rom-com, Tits. It takes more than one fuck to knock someone up.”
“Who’s getting knocked up?”
Bobby strolls in wearing a checked shirt beneath a snuggly cashmere jumper. He takes in my dress and his cheeks flare crimson. “You look stunning, JJ.”
Doc hisses at him, tucking me into his side. “You had her all afternoon, she’s on my time now, Basher.”
“Whatever. Nice outfit by the way, you teenage fuckin’ dirtbag.”
The fall of heavy footsteps announces Adriano. He’s dressed the way he was the night I arrived at Velvet House, in a sage green Henley and heavy canvas pants. His boots are battered black, and he has a gun strapped to his thigh.
Fear sizzles down my spine. In the hours I’ve spent with him, I’ve felt nothing scarier than nervousness, but he’s the scary military-looking man again. At least until he looks at me and his face softens. “Pryntsesa. Your beauty is incomparable.”
I touch a hand to my burning face. “Thank you.”
If there’s one thing my virgin self never would have believed, it’s how Adriano Rossi treats me now. All he wants to do is feed me home-cooked deer, teach me how to shoot a bow, or listen to me talk. He says my voice is the most beautiful sound in the world. He also goes down on me constantly. I can barely draw breath without him burying his head between my legs and using his huge rasping tongue to lick me to orgasm.
He takes my hand and kisses it. Then he ducks his head and for a second, I think he’s going to kneel before me. Doc must too.
