“As long as you make your wife come tonight!” someone shouted in the back.
“Oh, I intend to!” I shot back.
Gemma made a small horrified sound, and I decided to spare her further mortification. I opened the doors for her and after she’d stepped in, I followed her and closed them again.
The shouts of the crowd were muffled now.
Gemma wrung her hands, looking around the room. This was the living area in my wing, but it wasn’t time for a tour of the house. I lifted her into my arms, earning a startled gasp. Her eyes flew up to meet mine.
Her dress was beautiful but made carrying Gemma a difficult task, especially up the stairs, but eventually we arrived at my, now our, bedroom. I could already feel blood shooting into my dick, just thinking about tonight.
Savio entered the bedroom with me in his arms, then set me down carefully. Before I could say something, he kissed me fiercely, surprising me.
I pushed against his chest, wanting to make something clear, and he pulled back with a grin. “Tonight, you are mine.”
“If you think I’ll sleep with you only because we’re married now, you’ve lost your mind.”
“It’s your duty and my privilege,” Savio said with a taunting grin, thinking this was a game.
I couldn’t believe him. I knew it was my duty. I knew what my family expected from me, and how ashamed they’d be if they found out I’d denied Savio Falcone my body. But Savio had been a bastard to me and I had absolutely no intention to make this easy on him.
“I don’t care. If you want me, you’ll have to force me because I won’t give you anything.”
Savio tilted his head. “I don’t think you’d fight me.”
“I would,” I said.
“And we both know you wouldn’t stand a chance, Kitty. Your little girl fight moves are no challenge for me.”
His self-assured tone drove me forward, but my wedding dress made moving difficult.
Savio blocked every single of my punches and even a half-ass kick, his grin widening. He jerked me toward him and stole a kiss. I rammed my fist into his stomach, causing him to groan. Before I had time to consider another move, Savio thrust me forward and I fell down on the bed. With the heavy material of my dress, I stood no chance finding my footing.
Savio shoved up my skirt, climbed on top of me and knelt between my legs. I tried to shove him off, but he was too strong for me. He grabbed my wrists and pushed them up over my head. I tried to twist under him to buck him off with my hips. Savio anticipated the move and used my momentum to bring his thighs under mine, shoving my legs farther apart so he could settle between them.
He smiled, but beneath the amusement, there was something darker, something dominant in his expression that had never been there before. He was a man who knew he had every right to claim what was his to claim, and he was eager to do so.
The worst was how my body reacted to the fight with Savio. I was becoming increasingly aroused.
Savio’s smile turned daring as he reached between us, his hand sliding down my side to my stomach.
I struggled against his hold. “Don’t you dare,” I whispered harshly. There was a hint of vulnerability in my voice that annoyed me.
Savio’s brown eyes held mine as he lightly stroked the inside of my thigh. He didn’t move closer to my center. “Gemma, I know you’re fucking wet. I know you want me to touch your pussy. Just say it and I’ll show you how it feels to have an orgasm.”
“I’ve had orgasms before,” I muttered despite the burst of heat in my cheeks.
Savio’s expression turned feral. “When you touched yourself?”
I considered making a story up about having some guy getting me off secretly, but I wasn’t suicidal, nor did I want an innocent man to die so I could taunt Savio. He was a Falcone, no matter how much he enjoyed our banter, there was a limit to what he’d tolerate.
“I have capable hands,” I said.
Savio smirked. “I don’t doubt it, but it’s something entirely different if a man licks you or finger-fucks you, Gemma, trust me.”
“Do you even know how to please a woman? Whores always pretend they enjoy it.” He and his brothers, like so many men in our world, had used the services of