Orgasm. Plural. He had only ever touched me down there once, and yes, it was something I couldn’t forget. “Now you know what it feels like. Sex and all that. So I want you to use this.” She made her favourite fanning hand gesture and said, “Consider this your sexual awakening.” I tilted my head. “
MARIELLA Being back at Eros’s mansion felt unusual. And lonely. Gina appeared from the kitchen as I got down to the living room after freshening up. She wore her white apron all the time, but she wasn’t today, which either meant she had completed all her work or she was about to leave for home. “
I needed someone to talk me out of doing this or make me completely focused on it, at least. Because being halfway was a deadly deal. I couldn’t decide whether I should or shouldn’t do it. Letting out a loud groan, I pulled my shorts down, along with my panties, and climbed onto the bed, shutting a
It should’ve been me, savouring her, making her shiver with lust, dishevelling her with the desire to be fucked. It was my job. Not a fucking vibrator’s. I took a hard gulp, watching her orgasm rush out of her, the sight marvellous and mouth-watering. But as she looked up at me, I was brought down
EROS I brought my lips down on hers, gripping the back of her head to stop her from pulling away, while pinning her against my sturdy body with my free hand on the small of her back. There was no hesitation from her side, like at the lake. She opened her lips, allowing a perfect passage for my tong
“And how many times did you masturbate?” She regarded me. “I tried to. But I could never ejaculate.” “Ejaculate?” I laughed. “That’s a really heavy word, don’t you think?” She looked so cute when flushed. “The big O.” “And my bed helped?” “It wasn’t your bed that helped.” I tilted my head, pull
My throat dried, and I tried to push myself upward on the bed as he climbed between my legs. I bled on the wedding night, but I was still a virgin. There had been nothing thicker or longer than his two fingers inserted inside my vagina. So how was I supposed to take his . . . cock? My fearful eyes
MARIELLA I walked into the kitchen after freshening up and cleaning myself, my nerves completely out of control. Every memory from last night was burnt in my head like a late-night hallucination, but it wasn’t a hallucination. I had woken up in Eros’s bed in nothing but a comforter covering my bod
I walked toward Ella’s bed and sat down beside her. She pulled herself up with much difficulty and looked down at our daughter. “She’s so small,” I said, my eyes filling with tears. The wait, the pain and everything were worth this—this joy and the deep love I felt in my heart. I met Ella’s gaze a
[FOUR YEARS LATER] EROS I was panicking more than Ella was. But I couldn’t take her screams, let alone look at her. She was covered in sweat from head to toe and her entire body was shuddering. This was partially my fault, I could say. She buried her head back on the pillow and let out another lo
Even in my absence, I had been sure that Mariella was okay. She was upset, which was understandable, but she was safe. Adonis had ensured it. I hurried into my wing and up to my room, unable to control the burdening feeling in my chest. I needed to let out all that I had been holding inside, to tel
Both Mom and Adonis scanned the room. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t have a good feeling about this. Ella was running away. Or perhaps hiding something from me. I sincerely wished it was the prior. Adonis took a deep breath and spoke. “Ma, I need to speak to Eros.” I was dumbfounded. I widened my
EROS With all the men guarding me, I felt like a child being carried to the principal’s office. Every fucking one of them had a brooding look on their face. And I had been seeing them every day for the past two months. No more. I was finally returning home. To my family. To my wife. I wondered ho
As I pushed the door, I noticed the girl sitting on the ground, holding a grey shirt to her chest. Eros’s shirt. Had she been holding onto him in this manner? Crying herself to sleep holding that one shirt? Consoling herself that he was alright? “Mariella?” Her eyes widened and snapped toward me.
ADONIS I couldn’t stand the sight of people who pretended as though my world hadn’t completely changed. Many people greeted me as I walked out to the main wing. Danilo, his wife and younger daughter. Terenzio and Fabiola. Niana Galasso and the idiot who got Danilo’s daughter pregnant. My wife and
“My sister has a habit of meddling in other people’s matters. I’m sorry for that.” She probably didn’t know who I was, either. Her expressions suddenly fell, and she said with an apologetic look on her face, “I’m sorry if I sound rude, but my coming here wasn’t really a coincidence.” I frowned. “I h
Eros leaned down and whispered something into his niece’s ears that made Alessia smile bigger. Letting go of his hands, she motioned toward her father. Eros, the matchmaker, was back in the room. He wanted nothing more than what I did and that was to see this little family of ours be happy and one