Chapter 22
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
Dom couldn’t believe his ears, even as his shedu roared in triumph. Stella’s scent was a wild blur of want and fear and magic.
This beautiful, stubborn woman was his world, and not having her was breaking him apart. It was something that went beyond normal emotion or sensibility.
He hadn’t lied; he knew Fate had made her for him. If only Fate had sent Stella the same message sooner.
"Don’t say it if you don’t mean it. I told you I want you too much to play around anymore," Dom said, turning back towards her.
"Dom, I mean it! I’m not repeating it to stroke your ego. You want me so bad? Prove it," Stella replied, putting her hands on her hips. That was his Stella.
"God save us both," Dom muttered and let the shedu in him take over.
He closed the space between them and lifted her up into his arms. Her legs went around him, and she stroked her fingers across his face before threading them in his hair.
Stella lowered her lips until they hovered over his. "I submit. I’m yours."
Fire shot through Dom, his control snapping. He kissed her roughly. Stella’s hands tightened in his hair and pulled his head back.
"Don’t make me regret this," she warned.
"Never going to happen," Dom promised as he put her down on one of her work desks.
He pulled his sweater and shirt off before taking off Stella’s. He needed her skin against his like he needed to breathe.
She was wearing a lacy black bra that needed to go. Stella stroked a hand down his tattoo.
"I love this," she said, tightening her legs around his hips to bring him closer. She brushed her lips over the tattooed wings of one of the shedu.
"I know. You always stare at my ink and pretend that you aren’t." Dom unclipped her bra and pulled it off. Her breasts were as lovely as he remembered.
Dom fisted her hair in one hand, tilting her head so he could kiss and nip his way down her neck. Her pulse raced under his lips.
He palmed her left breast, and she arched into him as his lips roamed down to a pink nipple and sucked hard.
Stella gasped as her nails dug into his back, the air between them heating with the scent of her arousal. He released her hair so he could tease her other breast.
She ground up against the erection straining against his jeans. He stopped her from unbuttoning them and chuckled at her noise of frustration.
"Oh no, you don’t get it yet." Stella yelped in surprise as he picked her up and flung her over his bare shoulder.
"Dom!" She wriggled and jolted in surprise when he smacked her on the ass.
"You submitted to me, and you’re going to find out exactly what that means," he said, dropping her on her bed. Her face was flushed and eyes wide with desire.
Oh yeah, she was definitely made for him, and he was going to prove it.
* * *
Stella liftedher hips as Dom dragged her pants and underwear off. She wanted him inside of her, her core already pulsing and her ass smarting where he had smacked her.
It shouldn’t have turned her on as much as it did, but Dom in full alpha mode was undoing her.
Dom stared at her naked body, eyes glowing. He had that look on his face again, the one that said he was contemplating whether or not he should eat her or fuck her, making her wetter in anticipation.
He growled as she started to edge backward and gripped her ankles in his big hands.
"No running," he said, dragging her back to him and pinning her hips.
He ran his hands back up to her aching breasts, squeezing them firmly and making her whimper as he rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb. His head lowered, and he licked and kissed them. His slightly rough tongue against her was almost too much.
Stella was burning up, her hands burying in his curls as his head moved down her stomach, kissing the scars left by Massimo’s blade before biting her hip.
"Dom, get inside of me, please," Stella begged. He ran his stubble down her inner thigh, making her tremble.
"No," he said.
Stella risked looking down at him, this huge powerful predator between her thighs. He gave her an intense look so hot and possessive that she almost came as his alpha power swamped her senses.
He glided his fingers over her, making a sound of approval when he found how wet she was.
Stella’s eyes rolled back when the tip of his tongue ran lightly over her clit. Another growl rumbled through him, and it seemed that whatever restraint he’d had left finally broke. He grabbed her legs roughly, slung them over his broad shoulders, and licked her.
Stella cried out, her hands fisting his hair, and his answering growl vibrated straight through her.
One of Dom’s hands held her tightly by the hips as he moved a finger inside of her. Her hips bucked in response, and his teeth ran lightly over her.
Stella cried out as pleasure rocked her, but Dom didn’t stop until she was coming hard, the walls of her sex clenching around him as he tongued her all the way through it.
Dom pressed a kiss to her inner thigh as he slipped his fingers from her. He looked her over, a pure male smile on his face as she struggled to catch her breath.
"You still with me, misteriosa?" he purred.
"Yes," she managed.
"Good, because I’m just getting started." His smile changed into something carrying dark intent as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off.
Stella stared at him, all power and golden-brown muscle. She would never tire of looking at him, her artistic eye delighting in his body as Dom slowly brushed it up against hers.
"You are so perfect," she said, running her hands down his sides and stroking his hard dick. Dom groaned, gripping the bedsheets on either side of her.
When she did it again, he moved impossibly fast, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head. His golden eyes were still glowing as he kissed her with a softness she didn’t expect.
He caught her whimper with his mouth as he pushed himself slowly inside of her. Stella tried to thrust up to take him in faster, but he held her in check.
"Stop torturing me." Stella cursed in frustration, making him chuckle huskily.
She was so turned on, she was in pain, but Dom pushed in little by little, filling and stretching her until he was all the way in. His expression went from mischief to worship as he held himself inside her.
"At last," he murmured with relief, kissing her.
Emotions flooded her, but she was too hot to acknowledge them. Stella wrapped her legs around his waist and bit his lip.
"Stop stalling and fuck me, Aladoro," she demanded before angling so she could suck on one of his nipples, her teeth digging into him.
He pulled back slowly, and she hissed, "Now, Dom!"
Dom’s expression shifted with a ruthless flash in his eyes. "You asked for it."
He let her wrists go and thrust hard into her. Stella bucked, her hands going around him so she could drag her nails down his back.
This was what she needed, what she had craved every moment since Carnevale. That night had been filled with stolen moments of unexpected passion while this felt like the beginning of something bigger.
Dom pulled her legs up over his shoulders and pushed even deeper into her. Stella cried out, the new angle, the sensation, the fullness making her body spark.
He kissed her gasping lips, tongue pressing against her own. She lost the ability to think as Dom rode her mercilessly. She scratched up his chest, and he groaned his approval.
"That’s it, baby, mark me up. Prove that I’m yours," he demanded, running his mouth down her neck.
Something inside Stella burned at the words, her magic filling her with light and sharp static.
She slipped a leg from his shoulder and used it to brace herself as she met his thrusts, harder and more urgent.
"You are mine," she hissed, sinking her teeth into his shoulder.
Dom ground his pelvis against hers, the pressure on her pubic bone making her come with a shout of his name.
"All yours," Dom said, holding her hard against him as she rode out her orgasm until she was boneless.
He pulled out and eased off her; the loss of his warmth was almost painful. She reached to pull him back, but he grabbed her hands and dragged her up for a kiss.
"I’m not going anywhere," he assured her and then flipped her over onto her hands and knees.
* * *
Dom rubbedhis hands over the curves of Stella’s ass, his handprint still a faint pink mark that made him smirk.
She arched as he stroked her spine, responsive to his every touch. He ran a hand over her heavy breasts, along the curve of her sweetly rounded stomach, and between her legs.
She trembled as he ran a gentle circle around her swollen clit, teasing her soft wetness.
Dom was so hard it hurt. He could smell the magic in her, spicy honey mixing with the sharp electric scent of lightning. It made his whole body light up as he guided himself back inside her.
Stella made a husky sound, spreading her thighs and pushing back against him. He gripped her ass, watching as he slid in and out of her.
His lusty woman reached back with one hand, grabbing his leg, urging him to go faster.
Stella wanted to be fucked hard, and he was always going to give her what she wanted.
Dom groaned as she clenched around him. "How are you so goddamn perfect?"
He leaned over her, his body caging her in as he thrust harder and faster. He would never get enough of her. He wanted Stella screaming his name every day.
As his alpha took over, her magic sparked in response, a reaction on a primal level he didn’t understand.
"Dom," she whimpered. He snaked a hand around her shoulder and over her neck, holding her in a firm but gentle grip as he rocked inside of her.
He dominated her body, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted more of her. He wanted her heart and soul and magic. Her body shuddered as she turned her head and bit his forearm.
"Come with me," he growled in her ear.
"Hurry, I’m so close." Stella cried out as he sucked hard on her neck and Dom’s orgasm broke as she slammed back into him. He barely had a second warning before a ripple of magic sparked over her skin and raced along his.
"Fuck," he panted as the magic zapped between them.
He held himself inside of her as his orgasm dragged out, Stella pulsing around him, gripping and releasing until he couldn’t stay upright. He gently rolled onto his side, holding onto her like his life depended on it.
The sparks disappeared, and he felt like he could breathe again. Stella slowly eased off him and rolled over into his arms, green eyes wide.
"That... that’s never happened before," she admitted. "It didn’t hurt you, did it?"
"No, it felt incredible," he reassured her, stroking her mussed hair from her face and kissing her softly. "Just like the rest of you." She melted back into him, breasts pressing against his chest.
"Remind me to submit more often then," she said with the wickedest smile he had ever seen. Dom laughed and rolled on top of her.
"I will. Every day at least twice, but likely a lot more," he promised.
Stella smiled up at him, and he almost said the words burning at the back of his throat. Her green eyes were soft as she rested a palm on his cheek.
"I really could keep you forever," she said with a sigh, and he melted into her.
Dom was lowering his mouth for another kiss when a phoenix flew through the balcony doors with a high-pitched call.
They both jumped as it slammed into the bedroom wall, leaving a fiery trail of script.
Your presence is requested this evening by the King of Wands at his residence in Cannaregio. Bring the girl with you and tell no one.
"What in God’s name?"Stella gasped as the letters vanished, leaving her wall untainted.
Dom groaned in frustration, burying his face into her neck. "His timing is the worst."
They had just been officially summoned by Zahir the Eternal, and Dom doubted anything good could come of it.