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“Gio,” I cried out, completely exposed.

“I’ll buy you another.” He barely got the words out before he dipped his head, tugged down my bra, and sucked on my bared skin. His lips surrounded my semi-stiffened peaks, sending a ripple of desire straight through me. I bit my bottom lip to stave off another moan, but I couldn’t hold out. His gifted mouth moved from my left breast to my right, one hand plucking at my nipples while he sucked on my pebbled tips.

He devoured me as promised, eating his way to my pussy. His tongue dipped inside, feasting on me like he’d been waiting forever to taste me again. Guttural noises were falling from his mouth as he held my thighs and ate.

“Damn it, I’m coming again,” I whimpered. He didn’t stop until my shaking ceased. Then he rose up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Why was that sexy as hell? With swift hands, I found myself in the middle of the bed.

“Time to claim what’s mine.”

“Yes, please.”

“You’re going to be unable to walk. A month of waiting for this was too long.” A month. It had only been ten days since I learned of the arrangement. “Never again.”

“No more waiting,” I replied, bringing his face down to mine for a sloppy and needy kiss.

“The wolf has finally gotten his rabbit.” He pushed his way in, sending pressure and a light pinch where we connected. “Mine.”

I grunted, unable to fight the tension, but my husband was done playing nice. “Sorry, but I need to make you mine completely.” He rolled his hips back and then plunged forward. The sound of our flesh and fluids echoed throughout the room with each thrust.

“Baby, you’re doing so well. Tell me what you need.”

“Don’t stop,” I begged. The pain had subsided, and a new round of desire pounded through my veins.

“I don’t know if I could.” His lips found my throat, sucking and kissing my pulse.

“Dio, per favore, non fermarti. Please don’t stop,” I pleaded.

“Mai, amore mio.” Never. I would hold him to that promise for the rest of our lives. His pace was a mix of tender thrusts, switched to short, rough strokes. My orgasm couldn’t hold back anymore.

“I’m coming.”

“Grazie a Dio,” he sighed with relief. He followed me over as he thanked God. His pace slowed as he pushed every drop of release inside me. The pulse of his orgasm was so intense it tingled my insides and nearly brought me to another orgasm.

“I love you, Mariana.” The words were too much, and yet, perfect. He kissed me to stop me from saying something I didn’t mean, but in my heart, I knew I loved him.

He pulled out, and his seed started to leak but he slammed his hand over my mound and pushed it back in. “Can’t let it go to waste. You’re mine, Mariana.”

“I am, and you’re mine.”

“I’m thankful that I am.” We collapsed together in a heap of sweat and naked limbs.

“Thank you for today; it was wonderful.”

“It was my pleasure.” His voice was so cocky I slapped his chest. “Hey, don’t hurt yourself.” He lifted my hand and kissed the inside of my palm. We rested a bit longer until I fell asleep.

Chapter Eleven

Giovanni

The night had turned into morning before we knew it. Several times we teased each other awake and ended up in the shower, only to be a sweaty mess again.

It was already ten when I opened my eyes. She lay with her chin on my chest, staring at me as she brushed my jaw tenderly. “Good morning, little rabbit.”

“We were both rabbits last night,” she teased. The smile on her face shot straight into my heart, where everything about her lived and thrived. I’d known from the start that she’d captured my soul, but now that she gave herself to me, the feelings were more intense than I could ever explain.

“Yes, we were.” I kissed her hand and then lifted her on top of me.

“So how long are we in LA?”