A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79

“Say it,” I demanded. “Bay you want me

“Na,” he whispered, shaking his head, lips trembling. “If I say it, you’ll win

I stared at him, my breath heavy agains his cheek..

Then, I kissed him again not rough this time, Slow. Deep. A kiss that said I see you, the that pulled the fight night out of him. His hand rose, bent at first, and then slid into my hair. And be kissed me back. No resistance. No control.

When

we finally broke apart, both of us were panting. His forehead pressed to mine. Lyes shut.

“You already won,” he whispered. “The moment I let you in.”

And fuck.

That nearly broke me.

Because for all the power I craved, for all the duosinace I carried like a crown, I hadn’t expected him to give himself to me. I hadn’t expected it to feel like

Not fragile. Not Just. Something dangerously close to reverence.

I trailed my fingers down his side, softer now. “Then let me show you what it means to be mine.”

And this time, when 1 lifted him, when I pinned him gently against the wall, when I kissed every inch of his skin with something close to reverence-

He didn’t fight me. He opened to me. Completely.

He trembled in my arms, head tilted back as I kissed along his throat, over the curve of his collarbone, down to the hollow between his ribs. Every inch of him tasted like need, like want buried so deep it terrified him to name it.

“Hold onto mr,” 1 murmured, sliding my hands beneath his thighs, lifting him effortlessly.

He did, Wrapped his arms around my shoulders, his legs around my waist, clinging like he hated himself for how much he needed the closeness. Ha cock rubbed against mine, hard and leaking, caught between our soaked bodies.

The

water ran over us like blessing or sin, I wasn’t sure which anymore.

I pushed him back gently against the wall, angling his hips until he was gasping, squirming. I didn’t take him yet. I just rocked against him, slow, deliberate, Jetting the anticipation melt us both.

“Alessandro,” he breathed, eyes Buttering shut. “Please.”

That word

God, that word from his mouth. It did something fegal to me

“I want to hear you,” I said. “Everything. No hidalg. No biting your tongue like you do when you’re scared I’ll see too much.”

“I’m not scared,” he muttered, but his voice trgisbled.

1 tilted his face up to mine, fingers hooked beneath his jaw, “Then say it.”

He hesitated, just for a second

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Chapter 79

“I want you,” he said, eyes blating with something equal parts defiant and vulnerable. “Event when I hate myself by it. Even when ↑

That broke something open in me.

I kissed him again no finesse; no gamek. Just car hunger. I reached between us, guiding myself to his entrance, alos, careful, ney thand hip in soothing circles. His breath hitched as I began to press in, inch by inch, never bresking eye contact.

His lips parted in a soundless gasp, forehead pressing to mine.

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