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leaking on my face. Then I opened her folds and flicked her clit. She splintered into pieces as I inserted a finger into her, and I swear if she was any stronger would have snapped my neck as she squeezed her thighs. Her body shook and trembled as she fucked my face.
    I kissed my way back up her body, but my finger never left her heat. In fact, I inserted a second because my cock would surely tear up her sweet snatch, and I couldn’t have her out of commission. Not when I was now craving her center beyond compare.
    I took her breasts again as I rose above her and aligned my cock at her entrance.
    “Mine,” I roared as I drove my needy and engorged cock into her virgin pussy, tearing through her barrier and claiming her as mine. Her cry of pain was like a loaded gun for me. My primal nature was turned on by her cries. It was only then did I give her my mouth again. This time she was getting to taste her release that had coated my tongue.
    I had to wipe her tears because fuck if I was going live with the tears. I knew it was because I was too big for her, but like I told her. “I’m big, but you’re just going to have to get used to it. I’m going to fuck you ever day of the week, amore.”
    My hips pushed in and out as I pumped my cock into her small opening. I could feel her walls sucking me in tightly as she started to get through the initial pain of my possession. I growled in pure animalistic domination. A sigh escaped her lips as I sucked on her neck and pushed myself all the way in. Her face changed as she began to come. It was a thing of real beauty, her eyes closed as her lips pouted. I felt like everything was going in slow motion as I claimed her. My mind was empty except for the thought of getting off. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, and in a loud growl, I cried out her name, “Regan!”
    I looked down at her once I emptied all of my seed into her and had to get some answers.

Chapter 4
    He looked at me strangely. It was a look of awe mixed with anger. Then he said he had some things to take care of, and he got up. I watched as he hurriedly got his boxers on and a pair of pants. I knew he noticed my instant hurt at his abandonment when he walked up to me and kissed me hard before pulling away and grabbing his shirt and putting it on as he ran out the door.
    I sat up on my elbows with the sheet covering my breasts in shock. I just gave my virtue to a thug, a gangster, a murderer, and a criminal. I waited for the guilt to sink in, but there was none. I betrayed my boyfriend and still nothing. The only thing I wanted was for Dante to return and do what he just did to me over and over until I couldn’t walk.
    I got off the bed slowly because I was feeling a little awkward. Once I was up, I ran into the bathroom and turned the shower back on. I’d been kidnapped in nothing, but the hooker outfit Diana had picked out for me, so I don’t know what I was going to put on. I had just turned off the shower when I heard the door to the bedroom open.
    “Marco, I told you not to let her out,” Dante shouted.
    “She didn’t leave here,” Marco said. They both walked into the room just as I walked out of the bathroom. I was wrapped up only in a towel, and I watched as both of them stared at me—salivating. Marco gained his composure fast, realizing his own reaction and hustled himself out of the room.
    “I thought you left,” he murmured.
    “I needed to shower, but I realized I don’t have any clothes.”
    “Sleep naked. I have work to do. I just came to check on you. Better yet, get on some of my clothes and get some sleep.”
    “When can I go home?”
    I guessed I asked the wrong question because he gave me an angry look before saying, “This is your home now.”
    He didn’t say anything else before walking out of the room. I opened his top drawer and slipped on a simple undershirt and took my panties I’d had on and washed them in the sink and hung them to dry before grabbing a pair of a cotton