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This is the second time I’m taking her since I got her back, but this time… she knows exactly who she’s begging for.
Before, she was confused, thinking I was someone else.
Now, she’s begging forme.
For this.
For us.
“Mio falco,” Isa moans. “More.”
If I thought the last thread of my restraint had already snapped, I was wrong.
This breaks me. This name.
She’s always used it sparingly, only when her guard was down. And hearing it now, for the first time in over five years, melts me. Not soft. Not sweet. It strips me bare.
It binds me to her in a way nothing else ever has, fuses me to her like a brand.
I give her everything.
And she gives it right back, making me feel… everything.
She is my world, my reason for existing.
And as her body trembles beneath me with every thrust, her core clenching around me with every kiss, I devote and surrender every groan that leaves my lips to her.
She owns me.
I’m all hers.
Always have been.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Isabella
Mio falco.
It slips from my lips without thinking. Like a reflex. Like a truth too deep to unlearn, no matter how much time has passed.
I used to call Luca that in secret.My falcon. Because even back then, he had that look. Sharp, focused, always watching me. He hated nicknames, but that one? He loved.
And saying it now, for the first time in years, is like opening a door I never meant to close.
It’s not just the way he feels inside me or how his body fits against mine like we were made for this. No, it’s deeper than that.
This is not just Luca claiming me. This ismeclaiminghimtoo.
Through every part of my surrender. Through every movement of my body as I open to him. Because in this space, in this heat and rhythm, this is where I crave to be. Beneath him. Around him. With him.
And this new edge to his lovemaking? The roughness in his grip, the hunger in every thrust, the possessive way his mouth finds mine again and again?
I love it.
And I want more.
“Mio falco,” I whisper again, and his body reacts instantly.
