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ISABELLA
The changing of the bodyguards has become an exhausting task. I have so many people to keep track of, but I know Dad won’t let this stop. Not while everything is so up in the air, and maybe afterwards as well.
I just need to accept it.
It’s either that or move back into our family home where things are far more restrictive. I value my independence and freedom. I can’t have that.
So I say goodbye to the guards who have just been relieved, and I know that the night guards are settled in, then I head back into my apartment where I can eventually be alone.
I sigh and click the lock behind me.
Finally.
The only problem is what now?
What do I do?
I used to spend my free time studying or reading, relaxing and watching my favorite TV shows, chatting and occasionally hanging out with friends. Typical stuff.
But now I don’t seem to have the heart for any of that.
Now, there’s only one thing I want, one person I want to see. He’d left a few days after recouping at my apartment, andthough I insisted on him staying, he refused, saying he had a few things to deal with.
I miss him.
I don’t know what the hell is going on with him right now…
“Whoa!”
Just as I make it into my bedroom, a shadow catches my eye.
Maybe this should freak me out, but it doesn’t.
I know that face, and that cheeky glint in his eyes.
Dominic ishere.
Somehow, he slipped in, I can’t believe it.
“What are you doing here?” I ask as I lace my arms around his neck. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“Well, since I’m healing up nicely,” he tells me in between delicious kisses. “I think I need to claim you. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
The way he says that he wants to claim me sends a shudder down my spine. Just like it did when he said that he wanted to punish me.
Iknowthis kiss is going to lead to more, especially when he presses me up against the wall, but before we go too far, I need to be sure.
“Pineapple,” I whisper against his lips as he yanks back from me. The way that he immediately respects our safe word makes my heart swell with joy. “Dominic, I know you say you’re healing, but I need to check you. I need to make sure you’re all right.”
He smirks the moment he realizes why I used the safe word. “Oh, baby I’m good, you don’t need to worry about me. Ineedyou.”
I try to give him a look, but he’s too busy kissing me again, pressing his body against me hard, making me ache for him all over.
Damn it, how am I supposed to be strong with him when he makes me feel likethis? It’s crazy. All I really want to do is caveto temptation and have him already. I crave him so badly, it’s like I’m an addict, hungry for my next fix of him.
I grab him back, just as hard, deciding that if he thinks he’s healed enough, then so be it. Who am I to argue?
Well, aside from the medical professional who cared for him…
“You know, I brought one of my little toys with me,” he tells me with a smirk as he tucks his hand in his pocket. “If this is what you want?”
The cuffs send a shudder of excitement down my spine.
Fuck, of course this is what I want.
“Come to bed with me,” I growl excitedly. “Where the magic happens.”
I let out a little squeal as he scoops me off my feet and carries me to my bed.
I crash down hard on the sheets, groaning with delight as my hands automatically rise above my head.
I know exactly what’s expected of me now.
And I also know what I need.
I keep my eyes fixed on him as he clips my arms to the side of the bed. My heart flutters with excitement.
I still don’t fully know what’s going to happen with me and Dominic, but the fact that he’s here screams volumes, right?
He came here for me, to find me, to take me.
I think he wants me just as much as I do him.
He nibbles my lips, biting a little too hard as his hands explore my body.
He strips me down so quickly my clothes might as well melt away.
It feels fucking phenomenal.
Ilovethe way Dominic looks at me when I’m nude. Like I’m a goddess. He can’t get enough of me.
Once upon a time, I wondered if our age difference would be too much, but it can’t be. Not when we connect on such a level.
It’s intense and powerful.
I can’t get enough.
His hand curls around my throat, just where I need it to be as his teeth travel down me. Every time he nips my skin, I can’t stop myself from screaming with delight.
I hope the night guards can’t hear a thing.
The last thing I want is them breaking in here, thinking I’m being attacked.
I toss my head back in delight right when Dominic grabs hold of my hips, and flings me around onto my front. Before I can even catch my next breath, he yanks me up onto my knees, spreading my legs for him.
“Fuck, Dominic, I need you to pound me,” I cry out.
But his cock doesn’t fill me up, not right away. Instead his rough tongue devours me from behind, alternating between massaging me into oblivion, and leaving welts and bite marks on my ass.
I really will look like I’ve been attacked, even if this is exactly what I crave.
Maybe I shouldn’t want it so rough now that I’m pregnant, but nothing feels as good as this.
“Are you okay?” Dominic surprises me by asking as he rubs my butt, right where he’s just been chomping down on me. “Is this what you want?”
I flick my hair over my shoulder and smirk back at him. “You know I need all of you, Dominic.”
His eyes darken.
I brace myself for what’s coming, knowing it’s going to send me to heaven and back.
“Oh fuck,” I scream out as the first thrust punches my pussy. Fuck, he really is giving me every damn inch of him, isn’t he?
My body should be used to him by now, but it isn’t.
He’smassive, I don’t know if I will ever be able to fully get used to him.
I grip so hard onto the headboard, my knuckles start to shine white, but I can’t let go. If even one thrust causes me to slip, then Dominic might stop giving me everything I need.
All that I’ve been craving.
“I’ve missed you, my bad girl,” Dominic yells as he slams into me, over and over again. “Fucking hell, you have the best pussy I have ever fucked.”
I hoist myself upwards until I’m on my knees and Dominic sidles up behind me.
His hands grab at me, twisting my nipples, scratching my torso, pinching my clit.
I love that just as much as I adore the feeling of his body pressed up against me from behind. Just as much as I adore the grunts of desire in my ears.
The tension swirls up in my body, curling my toes, stiffening my thighs. I gasp loudly as all the veins in my body seem to fizz with passion all at once.
Again, Dominic has my body soaring to another plane of existence.
Only this time, I feel like everything is different… everything is new.
I’m no longer kidnapped. I’m a free woman, choosing this man.
Actively wanting this man. Everything about him, good and bad. Past, present, and future too.
The tsunami of bliss hits me hard, knocking me forward. Thank God Dominic has his arms around me, keeping me up right, or I would have hit my head.
Not that the pain would have affected me.
It might have made everything better.
Although as I gasp and cry out with pleasure, with the burning hot bliss ricocheting through me, causing me to soar, I don’t know if anything could be better than this.
I’m burning hot, trembling all over, shaking from head to toe as the endless waves keep on coming.
I can feel Dominic behind me, shuddering with the intensity of the orgasm, but I can hardly focus on that. Not when I’m drowning in the waters of pleasure. Not when I’m overwhelmed by everything related to this man. He consumes me in the best way possible. I want to be devoured by him, filled up by him, every single day of the rest of my life.
I hope desperately that this is the way it stays forever.
Eventually, we collapse onto the sheets, entangled with one another, desperately trying to catch our breath as Dominic uncuffs me and kisses me all over.
All I want to do is lie here in this man’s arms and forget about the rest of the world.
But it seems like the world has other ideas.
Ring, ring… Ring, ring… Ring, ring…
“Oh God, it’s my dad.”
I see Dominic’s expression change.
I’m sure he’s freaked out by my dad, but I really do think that given time, everything will be fine. We all just need to adjust to everything that’s happening now.
It’ll take a bit of time, that’s all.
“Hi, Dad,” I answer, somehow managing to sound all calm and collected, like we haven’t just rocked one another’s world. “You good?”
“Yeah, Isabella, I want to talk to you about your… situation.”
Uh oh, that doesn’t sound good. My heart stops beating for a moment.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I want you and Dominic to come to a family dinner this weekend. So we can get to know him properly. I think we should be allowed to know the man who kidnapped you.”
“Who Saved Me, Dad. From Vincenzo and Henry. Other people too, probably.”
“Saved you. Sure, whatever. So, can we expect you?”
I glance over at Dominic.
Yeah, I don’t think I’m going to get much of an answer from him at the moment. Seems like I’m the one making the choice.
“Sure, Dad. We will be there this weekend. Sounds good.”
I guess we have to do it soon, right?
Might as well get it over and done with…