LOGINGianna'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
Anna's POV "I'm counting on it." I hooked my thumbs in my panties, dragging them down slowly, swaying my hips as I did. I turned around, bending at the waist to slide them down my legs, giving him a perfect view of my ass and my pussy. The fabric slid down my thighs, past my knees, until I could step out of them completely. I stood before him naked, and for the first time, I wasn't shy. I was confident in my body, in the effect I had on him. I wanted to push him, to make him lose that iron control he always maintained. I slid my hand between my thighs, feeling how wet I already was. My fingers brushed my clit, and I gasped at the sensation. "What if I just..." I circled my clit slowly, watching his face. "Touch myself right here? Would you stop me?" "Fuck!" Dante was on his feet in a second, closing the distance between us. He swooped me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I gasped, then laughed as he carried me to the bed and tossed me onto it. I bounced slightly, breathless,
Gianna's POVDante's tongue traced a burning path down my throat, setting every nerve ending on fire.I gasped as his mouth moved lower, across my collarbone, then down to the swell of my breasts. Heat pooled between my thighs as his tongue circled one nipple through the fabric of my dress, teasing, tormenting."Dante..." I moaned, arching into him.His hands gripped my waist as his mouth continued its assault, his tongue hot and wet against my skin.He sucked hard through the fabric, and I cried out, my fingers tangling in his hair.The sensation was overwhelming, pleasure radiating from where his mouth worked, spreading through my entire body like wildfire.His teeth grazed the sensitive peak, sending jolts of electricity straight to my core."You taste like heaven," he murmured against my breast, his breath hot through the thin material. "I could worship these perfect tits all night."Then suddenly, he pulled away.The loss of his body against mine was instant and jarring. "No," I
Dante's POV I sat in my study, a half-empty glass of scotch in my hand, watching the amber liquid swirl as if the motion could drown out her voice in my head. But it didn’t. Her words kept echoing, haunting me. I've started to care about you. Was it true? Or was it just another game? Another wel
Dante's POV “Relax,” I murmured against her ear, my lips grazing the damp skin there. “I’m not going to hurt you.” “Not again, you mean.” “Not again,” I agreed, though the words came out heavier than I intended. She shut her eyes, and I could see her beginning to enjoy it, her breathing evening
Dante's POV My control was hanging by a thread, one that shrank with every small gasp escaping her lips, every arch of her body into my touch. Unable to resist any longer, my free hand moved up, abandoning the cloth to trace the curve of her jaw with my fingertips. Her skin was hot and silk-soft.
Dante’s POV “Dante, I’m sorry, okay?” Her voice broke as the words rushed out. “I’ll apologize as many times as you want. Yesterday was reckless and stupid, and it’ll never happen again. Just give me one more chance. Please.” My hand moved slowly, giving her time to see it coming before my finger







