Violet I open my mouth to ask, then gasp when he pulls out of me. He pushes forward again, and this time, sinks his deeper inside of me. He’s filling me up, cramming himself into me, throbbing inside of me... It’s so real, so vital, so full of the kind of energy that had attracted me to him in the first place. A groan trembles up my throat as he pauses again, allowing me, once more, to accommodate him. Once more, the pain fades away and a trembling starts up somewhere deep inside. Moisture beads my core, slides down my inner thigh. I glance up at him, find his attention is focused on my face as he begins to move. He pulls out, then thrusts forward and impales me with enough pressure that my entire body jerks. He retreats, then lunges forward, buries himself inside to the hilt, and hits that spot deep inside of me. He always f*cks like he’s throwing the weight of his entire body behind his action, like his very life depends on just how deeply he can ram into me, like his soul is urg

crunch down the rest of the biscotti, then drain the last of my espresso. My muscles relax, and whether it’s the effect of the baked good or the coffee… Or perhaps, a combination of both, I don’t know, but I feel almost human."So, what are you guys doing here?" I glance between them, "Don’t you have enough work to take care of? Do I need to rebalance the systems and make sure you all get more to do?""Whoa!" Alessandro blinks. "You don’t remember?""Remember what?""You,fratellone,who never forgets a work gig. You don’t remember why we are here?"I blink around at them, "I still remember all my work appointments—""Except why we are here?" Fabian smirks."You guys going to spill it, or what?""May I?" Alessandro glances at the rest of the guys, who nod."Go right ahead," Fabian acquiesces. "Enlighten fratellone,here, about what has slipped his mind completely.""Enough with the f*cking drama." I scowl. "The hell are you guys trying to imply?""That you are right." Alessandro tilts

Alessio I yank her even closer and she digs her elbow into my side. My body nstantly jerks in the need of her . Hasn’t she realized by now that any hint of violence from her only turns me on? Maybe it’s why she’s tried to kill me twice, and both times, the connection between us has only grown stronger. What the hell? Why hadn’t I realized this before? That the more she tries to hurt me, the more I want her. The more she wants to push me away, the more I need her. The more she tries to prove to me that she can do without me…the more I want to imprint myself on every pore of her body. "And you are—?" Beauty holds up her hand. "Leaving," I snap at the same time that Nikolai walks around the table to take her hand in his. "Very pleased to meet you…" He tilts his head. Beauty laughs. "Violet" she murmurs, "call me Violet." "A fitting name for the woman who has brought the Capo to heel." He kisses her fingers and every muscle in my body goes on alert. "Relax, Capo," Nikolai drawls, "

AlessioDamn it ,I shouldn’t have let her go. I snatch up the ring that she had flung down on the table. I close my palm around it and the edge of the diamond seems to bite into the flesh of my palm. Shi*, what was I thinking, letting her leave like that? I slide the ring inside my pocket, then pull out my knife and flip it, catch it by the handle. I stare at the polished blade. The edge of which I had sunk into her skin when I had carved the mark of my possession of her.Was she right? Did I do that because I wanted to own her? To make her mine. To have her as my wife to cherish, to protect, to love… No… Not that. I am not capable of that emotion. No, my feelings for her are already way more complex than that. If I had asked her to stay, if I had given in to the temptation she is... In that gorgeous dress which had clung to her like a second skin, outlining the thrust of her breasts, the curves of her hips, and pulled tight across her thigh... I would have never been able to let her g

VioletI squeeze my eyes shut and prepare for impact. I crash into something hard. Solid. The shock smashes through my system. I groan. This is not going to be pretty. Am I going to look like one of those people who jump from a height and ends up splattered over the sidewalk? Not that I have seen any in real life, thank God… But I have seen enough movies to know it’s a gruesome sight.The ground under me moves… Huh? I snap my eyes open, stare down into blazing blue eyes. Gone is the coldness, the remote look he had worn when I had last seen him. This man is angry…livid with the kind of rage that vibrates off of him and slams into my chest."You jumped." he growls, "you f*cking jumped.""It was only from the second story, besides I…I didn’t have a choice."Debris rains down on us and Michael steps aside, his movement so graceful I can only blink as he stares up. I don’t take my gaze off of his beautiful face as he growls, "Who the f*ck is up there?""One of the men who kidnapped me."His