A corner of Levi’s mouth twitches. “Do it, then. End this fucking misery, please. I won’t even try to stop you.”
Whatever twisted joy I’d felt moments ago sputters out. The pain behind those words is something I’m intimately familiar with.
Levi smirks. “All bark and no bite, aren’t you?”
Before I can summon a scathing reply, Levi cranes his neck down and sinks his teeth into the side of my neck. A whimper escapes me as he growls around his mouthful of flesh before sucking away what little blood his blunt teeth manage to draw.
“You are mine. Do you understand?”
What?
Just a day ago, you wanted nothing to do with me.
The woundheinflicted burns as brightly as my tears.
“I fuckinghateyou.”
Levi’s gaze is devouring. Determined. “You promise?”
At my hesitation, Levi’s mouth crashes onto mine. A needy moan escapes me as our lips slide perfectly into place, and our tongues meet. The fist in my hair tightens, and my bloodied nails loosen their grip on his arms.
One of his hands dives beneath the silk fabric of my robe. Warm, calloused fingers graze my entrance, swiping through the evidence of just how desperately I desire him. He gives a low growl of satisfaction as he breaks our kiss to hold his glistening fingers between us.
Levi hums his pleasure as he licks his fingers clean of my arousal, holding my gaze.
“Your hatred tastes like fucking heaven.”
Pressing his forehead to mine, he returns his fingers to my core. I’m helpless to stop him as he strokes my clit with a gentleness that steals my breath—middle finger circling the slick hood with steady, unhurried motions. My hips rock in counter against his measured movements. Only mere moments have passed before the beginnings of an orgasm is tingling at the base of my spine. Breath panting against Levi’s lips, teasing mine as my legs part wider and my back arches.
His mouth dips to my breast where my gown has gaped open, sucking and torturing one nipple so perfectly that my simmering orgasm surges towards its pinnacle.
The words come out breathless. “Oh, fuck… Levi…”
Levi buries his face in my neck, nuzzling the tender spot where my flesh is still healing from his bite. “That’s it, Vi. Tell me who you belong to.”
My climax feels like a cascade of fireworks shimmering through me. Only when it begins to fade can I manage my rueful reply.
“I will never give myself to you.”
Levi is undeterred, humming thoughtfully as he continues to gently stroke my clit and settle me down from my receding orgasm.
“You can’t give what’s already mine,mia rovina.”
Two long, thick fingers slide into my still-fluttering center and begin to firmly stroke that soft spot against the front wall of my core in a come-hither motion.
I have to grit my teeth against the pleasure as my heart fractures at the reality of the situation.
“Not anymore.”
Levi looks between us, eyes hooded with need, to observe the sight of his fingers working inside of me.
My gaze follows his, andfuckif the sight of his tattooed fingers stroking inside me isn’t perfection.
As if he can read my mind, his eyes lift to mine.
“You sure about that, sweetheart?”
Squelching noises ensue as I whimper, forced to relent to the unparalleled command he has over my body. His palm rubs against my clit with the firm, frenzied motion. Something pinches deep inside my spasming core, and in the next moment, my release floods his hand and trousers.