ログインGianna's POVHeat crept up my neck. Talking about it in detail felt different than experiencing it, more vulnerable and exposed."Dante... I..."My voice came out smaller than I intended."Don't get shy on me now," he murmured, his fingers pressing more firmly against me, making my hips buck involuntarily. "I need to know. I need to hear it, so I can do it much better next time.""You made me feel..." I swallowed hard, my voice dropping to barely a whisper. "Worshipped. Like my pleasure was the only thing that mattered to you in that moment."His fingers stilled for just a second before resuming their torturous rhythm with more purpose."It was," his voice rough with desire. "Your pleasure is always my priority. Always.""And when you..." My breath hitched as his fingers found my clit through the fabric, circling it with perfect pressure. "When you talked to me during... when you told me how good I felt, how tight I was, how perfect...""You liked that," he said, and it wasn't a quest
Gianna's POVA shiver ran through me, a mix of both fear and arousal."I get it. No more jokes about other guys.”"Good girl." He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear.I couldn't help it. I chuckled, the sound slightly breathless from the way he was holding me."You still think all of this is funny?""A little," I admitted, my smirk widening. "You're super jealous. Even after last night. Even after you literally shot Mateo for me."My amusement faded slightly as reality crashed back in. The gunshot and blood. Dante’s cold fury as he defended my honor without hesitation, even if it meant blowing the deal with Roberto and ruining his chance of finally capturing my father. It was surreal and also terrifying.I shifted in his arms. "Speaking of which, that was adorable in a completely insane, caveman kind of way. But Dante, you can't just shoot people because they say things that piss you off, even if it's about me."I reached up to cup his jaw, holding his gaze. "You need to con
Gianna's POVMorning light slipped through the curtains, spilling across the room and pulling me awake.I felt him before I fully woke, his large body wrapped around mine, his arm heavy and possessive across my waist, his breath warm against my neck.His hand moved first, trailing up my arm in a slow, lazy caress.Then his fingers threaded through my wild curls, pushing them aside so he could press his face into the crook of my neck.I felt him inhale deeply, breathing me in like I was oxygen itself."Good morning, pretty doll."A sleepy smile tugged at my lips. "Good morning, husband."The word husband seemed to ignite something in him.His arm tightened around my waist, and suddenly he was pulling me deeper against him, molding my body to his like he could not bear even an inch of space between us."You're so beautiful in the morning," he murmured against my neck, his lips brushing the sensitive skin there. "Hair wild, skin flushed, wearing nothing but my scent and these marks I lef
Gianna's POVDante shook his head, his jaw clenched. "I don't want to keep hurting you.""Please," I begged, rolling my hips to meet his next careful thrust. "I want more. I need more. Don't treat me like I'm fragile."His hand cupped my face gently, his thumb stroking my cheek. "You're not fragile. You're fucking incredible. But you're also mine to protect, even from myself.""Dante...""Let me take care of you," he murmured, kissing me softly. "Let me make love to you properly."His thrusts remained controlled, measured, but he angled his hips differently. Suddenly, he was hitting a spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes."Oh God!" I gasped, my hands flying to his shoulders. "Right there! Don't stop!""There?" he asked, hitting that spot again deliberately. "Is that what my pretty doll needs?""Yes," I moaned, pleasure flooding through me. "Yes, exactly there!"He maintained his controlled pace, but focused each thrust on that spot, and I felt the pleasure building ra
Gianna's POVTears welled in my eyes instantly."Fuck!" Dante froze immediately, his face twisted with horror and guilt. "Gianna... I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have lost control like that. I'm so sorry, pretty doll.""It... um..." I gasped, struggling to breathe through the searing pain. It was more intense than I had expected, a deep ache that radiated through my entire body and left me trembling."It's my fault. I should have known better." He kissed my forehead and my cheeks, catching my tears with his lips. "I'm so sorry. Let me make it right.""It's my fault too," I managed, my voice shaky. "I was too eager. I didn't anticipate it would hurt this much.""No." His voice was firm and soothing all at once. "I should have controlled myself. I'm your husband. It's my job to take care of you, to make this good for you."He kissed me softly and gently, his lips tender against mine. His hands moved to my breasts, caressing them with a feather-light touch that made me shiver.He wasn't movi
Gianna's POVDante stood at the edge of the bed, towering over me, his presence filling the entire room. The dim light cast a beautiful glow across his face, making him look even more commanding, more ruthless.His grey eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch."Pretty doll, it's my turn to strip," he said, his voice low and rough. "While you watch."My heart hammered in my chest as he reached for the top button of his shirt.One by one, he undid each button with maddening slowness. His fingers worked down the line, revealing more skin with each flick. The fabric parted, exposing the hard planes of his chest, the defined ridges of his abs.He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.Scars marked his skin, telling stories of violence and survival, but they only made him more beautiful to me.My eyes dragged over every inch of exposed skin, drinking him in.He was magnificent. All hard muscle and raw masculine power.His hands moved to
Dante's POVMy gaze dropped to her breasts. Perfect handfuls, topped with dusky pink nipples that were hard and begging for attention. They rose and fell rapidly with her panicked breathing. I wanted to mark them, suck them until she screamed.Lower, to her slender stomach that quivered with each b
Gianna's POVShe raised her glass high."To Dad and Gianna. May you have many years of happiness together.""That better be apple juice?" Dante called out, his voice carrying across the room.Arielle grinned. "Maybe. Maybe not.""Arielle.""Fine, yes, it's apple juice. I'm fourteen, Dad. I know the
Gianna's POVI felt like I was going to combust right there on the dance floor."You... you slipped your fingers inside me.""While you watched in the mirror." His breath was hot against my neck. "While the assistants waited right outside that door. While you bit your lip trying not to make a sound
DANTE'S POVI pushed just the tip of my finger into her slick heat, and she cried out in pleasure."You're so fucking tight," I growled, pushing my finger in deeper. "So perfect."She was wet enough that my finger slid in easily despite her tightness, her body welcoming the invasion even as it stre







