Chapter 33 Raven #2
The cool air hits my bare skin, and I feel goosebumps forming. Gio's eyes roam over me, taking in the bruises blooming across my ribs, the red marks still visible despite his careful cleaning. His jaw tightens, and I see a flash of that murderous rage again.
"Hey," I say softly, bringing his focus back to me. "I'm here. I'm okay."
Gio nods and leans into me, gently kissing my chest, his tongue moving in soft circles around my hard nipples. His grip is soft, almost skimming over me, as if I might break. It's so different from his usual commanding physical presence, but I like the gentleness of it.
As he sucks on my breasts, his hand slides down, and my pajamas fall to the ground. His hand finds my wetness, and his fingers rub my clit in small, slow circles. I moan as I grip him tightly.
I reach for his shirt, tugging it upward. He helps pull it off, revealing his tattoos that cover his arms and chest. I've seen them before, but now I take my time running my fingers over the intricate patterns, learning the map of my lover's body.
I pull his pants down, and when we're both naked, Gio lifts me with surprising gentleness, laying me down on the bed as if I'm made of glass.
He hovers over me, supporting his weight on his forearms. "Tell me if I hurt you," he says, his voice thick with tempered lust. "Tell me to stop, and I will."
"I know," I say, reaching up to rub his face. "I trust you."
And I do. I trust Giovanni Bonventi with my body, my safety, my heart.
He kisses me deeply, his body gradually lowering onto mine. I feel his throbbing cock against my thigh, and I spread my legs, eager to take him.
When he enters me, the fullness, the stretching, is slow and tender, filling me so flawlessly that tears spring to my eyes. Gio freezes immediately.
"Did I hurt you?" he asks, alarm clear in his voice.
I shake my head, unable to speak for a moment. "No," I finally manage. "It's just... you're being so gentle. So perfect."
He smiles. "I can be gentle when it matters," he says, moving slowly within me. "And you matter more than anything."
As Gio drives deeper into me, I wrap my legs around him, drawing him closer. His movements are so different from our previous encounters where passion bordered on violence. Each thrust now feels like so much more than lust.
"You feel so good," I whisper against his ear, my fingers gripping his broad shoulders.
He braces himself above me, muscles flexing with restraint. "I could stay inside you forever," he growls, then lowers his head to kiss along my collarbone.
My breath catches as he hits that perfect spot deep inside me. The pressure builds, and I arch my back, seeking more of him.
"There," I gasp. "Right there."
Gio's pace increases slightly, still mindful of my injuries, and I moan.
"God, I love to hear you," he murmurs before kissing my lips.
The intensity builds like a gathering storm. I'm trembling beneath him, my skin on fire from the tenderness in his touch. This isn't just sex—this is something else entirely. Something I've never experienced before.
"Look at me," he commands.
I open my eyes to find his gaze locked on mine, dark with desire.
"I want to watch you fall apart for me," he says.
His thrusts deepen, and he grinds against me in just the right way to rub against my clit. The combination is devastating. I feel myself climbing higher, fingers clutching the sheets as the pressure builds.
"Oh Gio, baby. I love you," I moan.
"Say that again," he growls, possessive even in this gentle moment.
"I love you," I gasp, the words tumbling out as truth. "So fucking much."
"I love you, too," he says as he drives into me harder now, his control slipping just enough to bring that delicious edge of roughness.
"Come for me, Raven," he demands.
And I do. The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, intense and all-consuming. I cry out his name, my body clenching around him as waves of pleasure pulse through me.
As I ride my waves of pleasure, Gio's pace picks up along with his breathing as he seeks his own release inside me.
I rock with him, encouraging him to go a little harder. I can take it. I feel so tight around him, and I love that it's pushing him over the edge.
He growls as he pulls me close, and with one final thrust, I feel his warm seed filling me completely. His cock twitches deep within me, and he thrusts a few more times, making sure he leaves everything in me. It's an intoxicating, powerful feeling to have him wrapped around me like this.
For several heartbeats, we stay connected, breathing hard, the air between us electric. Then Gio carefully rolls to the side, bringing me with him so I'm draped across his chest.
His fingers run up and down my back. "You okay?" he asks.
I nod against his chest, too satiated to form words immediately.
After we catch our breath, reality creeps back in. I jolt upright, panic seizing me.
"Shit!" I scramble off the bed, leaving Gio lying there with a confused expression.
"What's wrong?" he calls after me as I dash into the bathroom.
"Nothing, just have to pee."
Damn it. My birth control pills. I forgot them yesterday with everything that happened, and now again today. Two missed pills is definitely not good, especially with Gio's apparent aversion to condoms.
If I don't take them right now, I'll forget, and that's not good on my part.
I rummage through my medicine cabinet, finally locating the small circular pack.
Shit, can I double up if I missed a day?
Ugh, I can't remember.
Okay, I'll just take one now and look it up later.
I pop one out and am about to throw it in my mouth when Gio appears in the doorway, gloriously naked and watching me with intense curiosity.
He plucks the pill from my fingers before I can swallow it.
"What the hell is this?" he asks firmly.
"Birth control," I answer, reaching for it. He raises his hand, keeping it out of my reach.
"But you're mine now. You belong to me." The possessiveness in his voice makes something hot and dangerous flare in my abdomen.
"Yeah, and?" I fold my arms across my naked chest, trying to look defiant despite being completely naked and still buzzing from our lovemaking.
"Throw them away. You don't take those anymore." It's not a request. The command in his voice is absolute.
My mouth falls open. "But what if I get pregnant?"
His eyes darken, and he smiles. "Maybe I want you to."
"Seriously?" I stare at him, searching his face for any sign he's joking.
"Throw. Them. Away."
My hand hovers over the small garbage can beside the sink. Every logical part of my brain tells me to ignore him, to take the pill and protect myself. But something invokes my reckless side, and my fingers loosen around the pill pack.
I watch as they fall into the trash. Gio reaches over and throws the pill he was holding away.
I laugh nervously, and Gio looks at me.
"What?"
I shake my head. "I don't know. I'm crazy, but this is... this is kind of hot. Scary, but hot."
Gio's arm wraps around my waist, pulling me against his hard body.
I look up at him, my eyes narrowing, questioning this moment.
"Okay, sorry, is this like a breeding kink and we're all caught up in the moment, and I should pull those out of the trash and take them later, or...?"
His expression hardens, and his grip tightens just enough to let me know he's serious. "If I find out you're taking them, I'll be furious, Raven."
I'm not sure what to think in this moment. Part of me is completely aroused by his dominance, by the idea of being so thoroughly possessed by this man that he wants to claim me in the most primal way possible. But another part of me is thinking, Girl, take those pills.
Whatever. I can always get a Plan B tomorrow. Right now, Gio looks too good naked, and the way he's looking at me makes me feel like I'm floating.
Putting me first is my new motto, and in this moment—I want more of him.
"Okay. Well then." I reach down and stroke his cock. "Round two?"