She shook her head. “I don’t want to wait. My body might be sore from the drugs and the shitty conditions, but I need this. Go slow. Be gentle. Take your time. Show me how much you’ve missed me.”
I kissed her, soft and sensual for once. Each kiss was a silent promise as I made love to her mouth.
Ava slid her hands up to my neck and hooked her leg around me, digging her heel into my ass. I lifted her, and she dragged her fingers down my arms, her nails piercing my skin. I liked the pain. Feeling something with Ava made all of this real.
She was mine.
I wasn’t letting her go.
Ever.
When you have something worth fighting for, you must protect it at all costs. Ava was it for me. No one and nothing could ever compare to her. She absolved me of my sins and forgave me when I was at my worst.
Gripping Ava by the hips, I lowered her onto my cock and used the wall for support. She pressed down on my shoulders, her tits bouncing in my face. I opened my mouth and took her nipple between my teeth, pulling out of her slowly before I filled her up again.
She screamed my name, her voice growing louder. Ava was so close I could feel her pussy milking my cock. I wasn’t too far behind her.
She was too tight, too warm, and her body too perfect for me to focus on anything else. I couldn’t distract myself. I wanted to get lost in her, feel every inch of her.
Ava came so hard that her orgasm rocked through me. She moaned. I growled, biting her nipple harder as I came along with her.
Out of breath, I peeled my mouth from her breast and looked at her. “I love you,bellezza.” I set her on the floor. “So fucking much.”
“I love you, too.” She smiled and placed her palm on my chest. “Thank you for saving me.”
I shook my head and sighed. “I didn’t save you. I couldn’t even find you without Dante’s help.”
I felt worthless for not being the one to bring Ava back safely. That was my job, and I failed.
“You saved me in other ways.” She spoke so low it was hard to hear her over the water beating on my back. “When I was starting to lose hope, I thought of you. I knew we would find our way back to each other.”
I kissed her lips. “My queen.”
Ava smiled against my lips. “My king.”
ChapterSixteen
DANTE
After Ava showered with Stefan, she exited my bathroom with a towel wrapped around her slim waist. I lay on top of the comforter, shoes off, feet dangling off the edge of the bed, and raised my hand to beckon her.
A seductive look spread across her beautiful face as she dropped the bath towel on the floor. I sat up and appraised every inch of her body.
Fuck, she looked good enough to eat.
When I asked her to marry me, I wasn't sure if she would say yes. But when we locked eyes, I felt a spark. Palpable energy that made the air between us crackle with electricity. I'd felt a connection to Ava from the start.
My sexy girl got on the bed, kneeling beside me. Without a word, I massaged her nipple, the tiny bud hardening from my touch. We didn't have to speak to communicate. She always seemed to know what I liked, what I needed.
Stefan hadn't spoken a word. He stood in the entryway to the bathroom, naked and drying his hair with a towel. Ava's eyes flicked between us.
She wet her lips with her tongue. "Stefan, come here."
Then her gaze shifted to me, expecting me to protest. But my expression hadn't changed. Now that she was ours, we would give her whatever she wanted. And if she wanted to fuck all of us, then so be it.
Ava grabbed my hand and inched it up her thigh. Stefan gave me a look as if he were asking for permission.
My brother got on the mattress beside her and tilted her head back. "Is this what you want,bellezza?"
