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The belt clatters to the floor as Leo digs his fingers into my hips. He slams into me so hard I scream. He’s been rough before, but nothing like this. As he fucks me ruthlessly, his hips slap against my poor, abused ass, bringing tears to my eyes. His grunts as he pistons in and out of me are animalistic. It’s as if he hates me. I’m there for him to use and he doesn’t give a damn about my pleasure, yet my traitorous body welcomes him in.

His hand grasps my throat, applying just enough pressure to send a frisson of fear through me. Leo could choke the life out of me at any moment, so why is my clit throbbing even as my pulse spikes in dread?

“You like this, don’t you? You like it when I show you who you belong to.”

My answering moan doesn’t seem to please him. He pulls out of me. With a force that takes my breath away, I’m spun around and thrown face down on the bed.

“Hands and knees,” he demands.

I get on all fours, my ass presented to him. He yanks my hips back and plunges into my pussy, which grips him tightly, reluctant to let go. He shows me no tenderness as he drives into my body, hitting a spot deep inside me again and again until I’m sure I’ll be left bruised. I miss his caresses. Although I invited this, each savage thrust makes me feel as if I’m losing whatever connection we had.

He withdraws from me once more and I whimper as he runs a finger through my folds. My pussy aches from being lashed with his belt. He makes no effort to soothe me. Despite being treated as a mere object to be positioned this way and that, I’m drenched with arousal. Leo gathers up some fluids and spreads my butt cheeks apart. My breath catches as he smears the wetness over my anus and presses a finger against the tight hole.

“I want this.”

It’s not a request, it’s a demand. I’m scared, but I want to gift this last part of me to Leo. If claiming my ass is what it takes for him to purge his frustrations and realize I’m one hundred percent his, I can do this. Pressing my hips back, I give him the permission I’m not certain he’s asking for.

My eyes widen in shock as something cold dribbles on my ass. Is that lube? Did he come prepared for this? That should piss me off, but I can’t find it in me to care right now. I’m too focused on his cock prodding at my rear hole. There’s an incredible pressure as he enters my tight channel. My body revolts, trying to repel the intrusion as he breaches the first ring of muscle. He puts a firm hand on my shoulder, anchoring me in place as he presses forward, overcoming the last of my resistance.

When Leo’s balls-deep inside me, he starts to thrust. There’s no gentle easing into this new experience. He fucks me with long, hard strokes as I clutch at the scratchy blanket on the bed. I’m not sure if I like this or not. It’s too strange, forbidden for me to enjoy. Yet there is a growing ripple of pleasure at my core.

“You’re my dirty little slut, aren’t you?” Leo taunts me as if he’s read my innermost thoughts, exposing my fear that this is wrong.

He winds his fingers through my hair and pulls my head back so I’m forced to meet his dark, lethal gaze.

“Did you betray me, principessa?”

Normally, I love it when he calls me princess, but his tone makes a mockery of the endearment.

“No.”

He thrusts into me, hard, and holds himself still.

“Did you plot to kill me?”

“What?” I shriek as he slaps my already black and blue ass. “No.”

He shoves my face into the mattress. Then he pushes two fingers into my pussy. With his cock in my ass, the feeling of fullness is incredible. He pumps his fingers in and out as he drives his rigid length to new depths. He presses his thumb on my swollen clit, setting off an explosion of pleasure at my core. I cry out as I come, my body convulsing. Leo pulls out and a moment later, his warm, wet seed splatters across my lower back.

As I roll over to face him, he’s already tucking himself back into his clothes.

“Did you betray me?” he asks again.

I look him in the eye. “No.”

He shakes his head. “I don’t know if that’s true.”

My eyes fill with tears as I look up at him. He stares at me for several long seconds, his expression betraying nothing. Then he turns and walks away.

“Leo,” I cry out as he leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

My body aching, I curl into a ball. He took me without mercy, but with his last words, he ripped my heart out. If he doesn’t believe me, there’s nothing more I can do. My tears flow freely. Whatever happens to me now, I can’t bring myself to care.

CHAPTER 24

Leo

As I walk out of the warehouse, I feel numb. I have no idea where I’m going or what I’m doing. Returning to the hospital is out of the question. Although I want to know what’s happening with Gio, I’m not in a fit state to see my brother right now. I desperately need to shower and change my clothes, but I can’t face going back to the apartment either. Though I lived there for years before Vinnie moved in, it’s already as much her home as it is mine. The delicate scent of her perfume hangs in the air, the warmth of her personality permeates every inch of the place.

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