Chapter Twenty-One

I feel Damiano the moment he enters the library, even though I can't see him yet. The closer he gets, the quicker my heart speeds up. For the past week, he's been stealing visits into the library and making small talk. Each time, I get the sense that he wants more of me, desire pulling us closer and pushing us apart. Or rather, his men pulling him away. Something is always sending him from the room. I want to throw myself into his arms, but I'm afraid of his rejection.

"How's the book?" Damiano says, voice smooth, drawing a tremble throughout my body. Honestly, I couldn't tell him because the second I sat in the chair, I daydreamed he'd sneak into the library, take the book from my hand, toss it aside, lift up my skirt, and eat my pussy.

I tilt my head to look up at him as he places his hand on the back of the chair. "Good. Have you read it before?"

He moves to the ottoman, lifting my feet and setting them onto his thighs. "Yes, but it's been ten plus years."

"Wow, does someone come in here and dust everything?" I tease. Of course there's a full household staff.

"With as much as you read, there doesn't need to be as much dusting."

"Well, I've got to keep myself busy," I say, clapping my hand to my mouth to shut it when I see him frown. "Sorry. We were actually having a polite conversation."

"No. I've been leaving you all by yourself." His hand rubs my ankle, and a moan falls from my lips as my head rolls back on the chair. His hand slowly moves higher.

"My dark prince," I moan.

"Yes, my dear Mina?" Hearing him call me Dracula's greatest love goes straight to my heart. He tosses the book aside, sliding his hand up until my dress is at my waist.

Our eyes meet, and I see the hunger that matches my own. "I'm famished," he growls. My panties are pushed to the side with his adept fingers.

Whimpers fall from my lips and then his heated breath lands on my inner thigh, methodically teasing me. "Damiano, I need…" I plead, unsure of what I'm asking for.

"I know, baby. You need to come on my tongue before I fill that tiny little slit."

"Please eat me up."

"I love to hear you beg for it," he growls before his tongue swipes across my seam. He eats me out until I'm screaming his name.

"I need you inside me."

"Good girl." I drag him up to kiss me, tasting myself on his tongue while he frees himself from his slacks. My sensitive hole vibrates as he runs the bulbous tip up and down, edging my wet lips. "Oh my God."

He lifts me off the chair and takes me onto his lap. "Ride me." Slowly he slides me down his thick rod. "Yes, oh, yes." I drop my head onto his shoulder.

One hand lands on my ass, squeezing it tightly while the other cuffs the back of my neck, bringing my mouth to his. "Mine." His words drive me on. I ride my husband wildly, coming fast and hard, and then I feel him give me every drop of his release, roaring his seed into me as if he's forgotten that we'll soon be a thing of the past.

I let my head fall onto his broad shoulder so he can't see what the thought does to me.

"Stella, I didn't come in here to get between your thighs again."

"Well, it would seem like you did."

"I'm not going to say being buried deep inside your tight cunt doesn't feel incredible, but I thought we'd take a stroll outside today."

"What?" I gasp, leaning my head back to look at him.

"Would you like to stroll around the grounds with me?"

"I'd love it." I hop off his lap.

"Whoa, beautiful. Careful."

"Sorry." I bend down and kiss his penis.

"It's okay. You can kiss my cock anytime you want to say sorry."

I swat his arm and shake my head. "When are we going?" I ask as I move my panties back in place.

"The second we adjust our clothes." He fixes himself and then takes my hand.

"I need to use the bathroom first."

"Lead the way." We wash up, and then he takes me to the large back garden where all the fun outdoor activities are.

"How come I can't ever come out here?"

"Without me? It's too dangerous. Right now, my men have drones and cameras to survey any threats. As much as the land is protected, Rocco knows his way around the estate."

"But right now we're out here."

"The compound is on complete lockdown for this. Besides, we have a lead on his movements."

"Okay. Sorry. I don't mean to pester."

"Don't apologize. We can't stay outside for too long, though." We take a trail along the house until we reach an open garden area, but it's extremely hot outside today. As much as I love walking with him, I'm fighting the heat. I don't want to complain, but I'm about to faint.

"Stella, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me. I hate liars." Suddenly his voice is icy cold.

"It's hot out here, if you can't tell by my suddenly cherry-red face."

"Well, you wanted to come out in ninety-five-degree heat after we just screwed like animals."

"I didn't know what the temp was. It's not like I have access to the outside temps," I remind him.

"Shit, I forgot." He frowns. He takes my hand and kisses it before wiping the sweat off my forehead. "We can go for a swim in the pool."

"It's okay. We can cut this short. It looks like one of your minions is about to summon you." He turns and scowls as Benz comes scurrying toward us. God, I hate that man for some strange reason.

"It better be important because my wife and I are spending some quality time together. Can it wait?"

"It can't."

"I'll just take a shower. I'm tired anyway." I walk right past him into the house, ignoring all the safety protocols because I don't give a fuck anymore.

After my icy cold shower, Gracie stops by with a big old grin. "Hey, sis. What are you up to today?"

"Not a damn thing. I'm surprised you're allowed out of the house. Isn't it so dangerous right now?"

"Nope. I think my brother uses that excuse so you can stay put and his goons can keep an eye on you. I say we should head back to my house or do something else." Immediately, I'm filled with jealousy.

"What do you want to do?"

"We can go to the movies or go shopping."

I have an idea that flits through my head. "How about we watch a movie at your house, and then we head to his club later tonight?"

"I love it, but we'll have to be slick about it. As long as we use my dad as our backup for your security, then Damiano's guard dogs won't say shit."

"Yay. I need to get out of this house." We head to her house, but not before I get the dress I've been dying to wear for my temporary husband.

"Where are you headed, Mrs. Valentino?" Nico asks.

"We're going to watch a movie at Gracie's."

"I'll escort you there, but you can't leave without the elder Mr. Valentino's guards."

"I totally understand."