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Grunting his approval, he impales me on his thick cock in a brutal thrust that forces the breath from my lungs. He’s big. Of course he is. There isn’t a single thing about this man that’s unimpressive. I feel like I’m being split apart.

Leo doesn’t wait for me to get used to his size. He pulls back and slams into me again. I whimper as my taut nipples rub against the hard wooden surface beneath me. Leo’s fingers dig into my hips as he picks up the pace, fucking me hard and fast. Each time his flesh slaps against mine, pain reverberates through my poor, punished derriere. Strangely, it heightens the pleasure that’s building inside me. As Leo’s animalistic grunts grow more intense, I push my hips back to meet his thrusts.

“Fuck me harder, Leo,” I urge him. “Claim what’s yours.”

His movements falter. “Fuck, principessa. You were made for me.”

He swivels his hips, and I groan as he hits just the right spot inside me. A wave of sensation goes straight to my core.

“Leo,” I groan. I’m close, but not there yet.

“What do you need, principessa?” His voice is strained. It’s empowering to realize he’s as affected by this as I am. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want to come, dumbass.”

Leo chuckles. For an awful second, I think he’s going to deny me. I need to learn to control my mouth around this guy. It rarely runs away with me like this.

“Whatever you want, principessa.”

His hand slides to my front. He pulls me up so I’m flush against his solid chest. As he continues to thrust deep inside me, he curves a hand around my breast. It’s not where I need his fingers to be. My nipples are sensitive, but playing with them won’t be enough to get me off. I need clitoral stimulation.

A second later, Leo proves me wrong. Twisting my nipple hard, he sends a sharp jolt of pain coursing through my body. It meets the waves of pleasure at my core to set off the most powerful orgasm of my life.

A scream rips from me as my body clenches around Leo’s cock. My heart races and my legs tremble, but Leo holds me in place as he thrusts savagely into my quivering body, chasing his own release.

“Fuck, Vinnie!” he yells as his cock swells and follows me to completion. My head drops forward and I pant breathlessly as I claw my way back to reality. Before I’ve fully recovered, Leo sweeps me up into his arms and carries me, bridal style, from the living room. We head along the narrow corridor to a bedroom. It’s not the one I’ve been shut away in for the last couple of days.

“This is my room,” Leo tells me, confirming what I’d already guessed. “You’ll sleep in here with me from now on.”

I try not to dwell on the fact he didn’t call it our room as I study my surroundings. The walls are a soothing sage green and the carpet is a similar color, only a shade or two darker. The wood-framed bed is bigger than a standard king. It faces a large television on the wall opposite. There’s a large leather armchair near the window. Next to it, there’s a wooden table with a tablet resting on it. I wonder if Leo likes to sit there and read when he has downtime. Is my new husband a reader? I can’t decide.

Leo doesn’t put me down. He takes me into a bathroom on the left side of the room. The walls and floors are covered in the same material, which looks like gray granite. There’s a large tub by the window and a walk-in shower in the opposite corner. That’s where Leo finally sets me back on my feet.

Stepping back, he makes quick work of removing his shoes and the immaculately tailored suit that shows off his muscular body to perfection. The suit must have cost a small fortune, but he dumps the jacket and pants on the floor before stripping off his shirt and tossing it aside. I want to chastise him for his carelessness, but I’m not going to push my luck when my ass is already throbbing.

Leo allows me only a moment to admire his sculpted form, a cocky smirk forming on his lips as I drag my eyes up the length of his body. There’s no hiding that I think he’s hot when I’m practically drooling.

“Like what you see, principessa?”

“Yes.” As I try to peel my eyes away from his cock, which is hard once more, a troubling thought pops into my head. “Is it all mine?”

Leo tilts his head to one side as he studies my face. “Is that your way of asking if I’m going to be faithful?”

Since I barely know him, I’m uneasy about asking him what the future holds, but I have to know. The men I’ve grown up around are not the types who honor their marriage vows. I know they fuck around and my father was one of the worst offenders. He cheated on my mom from day one. When she gave birth to me, he sent us both away to live in Italy. The guards who made sure my mother never stepped out of line taunted her endlessly about my father’s affairs. It slowly wore her down until she was so weak and heartbroken she died when I was nine years old. After that, I was moved to England, for reasons my father never explained to me. Tears well in my eyes as I consider whether I’ve let myself in for a similar fate.

“I’ll honor our vows, Vinnie.” Leo’s tone is sincere, and I feel comforted by his words. Then he tacks on a threat that shatters any illusion I might have about him being a good man. “And so will you, or I’ll make you watch as I slice the guy’s dick off and feed it to him.”

“And what will you to do to me?” I’m not sure I want to know the answer.

The corner of Leo’s lip curls into a vicious snarl. “I’ll chain you up for the rest of your life and use you as I see fit.”

A shudder goes through me as the dark gleam in his eye confirms not only that he would do what he says, but that he’d enjoy it. The prospect is terrifying.

“Now,” he says in a pleasant tone, “let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.”

Reaching past me, he turns on the water. He backs me under its steady stream. Then he proceeds to wash my trembling body with firm, reassuring strokes, as if he didn’t just scare the crap out of me. The man is giving me whiplash. I’m going to have to keep my wits about me if I want to survive.

CHAPTER 6

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