Page 76 of King of Omen

Every caress was loaded with a yearning that transcended mere physical attraction, delving into the depths of something primal and profound. Lorenzo’s hands on my skin ignited a fire that had smouldered within me, awakening a part of myself I had hidden for far too long.

As the intensity of our embrace heightened, a floodgate of emotions rushed through me, breaking down barriers I had erected to protect my heart.

With Lorenzo, there was no room for pretence or inhibition, only the raw, unfiltered pull of desire threatening to consume us both. His touch was a tempest, stirring something wild and untamed, begging to be set free. The world around us ceased to exist as we surrendered to the magnetism, drawing us closer, our bodies moving in a primal dance of need and longing.

Lorenzo pulled back, grabbed my face in his hands and stared into my eyes with blazing ardour. ‘I must be clear with you, baby. I desire you, I want to fucking own you. But I need to be sure you want this,’ he growled. ‘You have to tell me right now if we’re not on the same page.’

His utterance hung heavy in the charged atmosphere, crackling between us.

I gazed back at him, tagging the vulnerability beneath his usual façade of confidence. In this raw moment, our connection more profound than mere physical passion.

A storm raged outside and within me, emotions swirling like the turbulent winds battering the windows. I took a deep breath, steadying myself before meeting Lorenzo’s gaze head-on.

‘I want you too,’ I whispered, the words carrying the weight of my desires and fears. ‘I need you too, Lorenzo. All of you.’

‘Thank fuck,’ he breathed, a flicker of relief crossing his face. ‘I realise, cara, that I have to make this right.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I might have been a little rough with you, bella, when I first spotted you crouched in my corridor with a dead man in my study. I never should have raised my voice or made you feel so small. I ought to have kissed away your worry.’

‘It’s never too late to start,’ I teased, my eyes dancing.

A smouldering intensity replaced his concern as he pulled me closer once again. Our lips met in a searing kiss, a silent pact sealed in shared passion and longing.

I let out a soft moan as his hot hands caressed my body, giving me goosebumps. I groaned, part in pleasure and frustration, wanting more.

Lorenzo walked me backwards until the edge of the dining room table hit against the back of my thighs.

He banded hands around my hips, lifting me with ease to settle me on the surface.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he positioned himself between my legs, letting out a moan as he trailed kisses down my neck.

He paused at my nape where my mother’s charm and Bianca’s token lay.

‘You’re wearing the figa?’

I fingered the amulet, which resembled a small hand, with the thumb enclosed by the index and middle fingers.

‘Is that what it’s called? Yes, it came from Bianca. I’m not sure what to make of it.’

He huffed against my skin. ‘It’s a good luck pendant, a lucky charm and augury associated with fertility; some say love and abundance. What else did she leave you?’ he murmured.

My face fell for a beat as I thought of the woman who had brought us together. ‘Hope.’

She also left me you, I wanted to say, thinking of her request in her letter.

I was beginning to understand her bequest, for Lorenzo was fast becoming my omen, my man-sized desire, my premonition of the joy yet to come my way.

‘No wonder. You fill me with so much of it, bella,’ growling, licking my ear.

He pressed me into me, and I lost all thought, grinding my pelvis in wild need against the bulge in his pants.

‘Cara, you are fire,’ he hissed as he pulled off my top, tossing it aside and revealing my lilac lace bra. He undid the clasps, freeing my breasts.

‘Tu sei bellissima, so beautiful,’ he grunted, his eyes flashing, nostrils flaring. ‘Damn, I’ve dreamed of you, of this, of us, for so many days now.’

Lorenzo lowered his head, and I gasped as his rough tongue flicked over my hard, pebbled nipple. I moaned and thrust my tits up as he bit down on my swollen tip, causing me to shudder with pleasure.

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