Chapter 33 – Penelope
I watched the don, unable to tell if that was a question—or a command.
We were so far down the rabbit hole now, there was really no reason to turn back. This physical attraction wouldn’t be ignored. I knew it when I bought the dress, when I plotted to dance for the head of the ruthless mob.
Jumping to my feet, I walked past him as if I wasn’t naked in heels. I wanted more. While I was still high on the pleasure, while there was limited blood in my brain and a strong pulse between my legs, I was going to give into the primal call.
Hand on the doorknob, the door closed with force as I tried to open it. The wolf held the door tight, hot gaze staring down at me.
“Wait.” There was a hard bite to Alessandro’s command.
He crossed the room to a rack where his suit jacket hung. He brought it to me and draped it over my shoulders.
“No one else gets to see this,” he said roughly, wrapping the material around my front and placing my palm on the closure. “It’s mine, and mine alone.”
The possessive tone sent a thrill through me.
Being the object of his obsession shouldn’t feel this good. But it did.
The precaution was a good idea, since I had been planning to make a run for it instead of slipping back into the skimpy, too-tight dress. We moved from his downstairs office to the second floor without meeting anyone. My pulse beat wildly with anticipation the whole way.
No sooner were we through the door than his dominant command cracked through the room. “Take it off.”
The suit jacket fell from my shoulders. Hands fidgety, I fluffed my hair and glanced at the bed. With the high from the orgasm waning, a note of shyness crept through my veins.
But I didn’t need to feel strange about being exposed. The hunger radiating off the wolf was volatile.
“On your knees.” The next order slid across my skin with a velvety darkness.
The mob boss was really hot when he gave instructions.
But I wasn’t the kind of girl who easily listened. Every instinct told me it would be more fun to defy him.
I crossed the room and folded onto the bed. The don watched me darkly from where he stood at the door. The lock was thrown closed with a deafening click. He didn’t say anything as he began to undo his clothing. Tie and shirt fell to the floor. Shoes and socks joined them. My mouth watered as he undid his unbuckled belt, the slacks slowly sliding down his thighs. He paused by a side table and pulled a leather cord from his neck.
Huh, I didn’t realize he wore a necklace under his shirts.
The curiosity fizzled out the moment he began to stalk across the room. The monstrous beast stopped in front of me. Slowly, I spread my legs, embracing his infatuation with me, and ran my hands along the inside of my thighs. He leaned forward. My pulse beat wildly. The hunger raging in his eyes was tangible. When he loomed right in front of me, I laid back, arms above my head. The vulnerable position felt good.
“I said, on your knees,” Alessandro growled.
Moving with lightning speed, he flipped me onto my stomach. One hand pressed against the middle of my back.
The other slapped with stinging force over my ass.
I gasped, the sharp sting blooming across my skin. How dare he? How freaking dare he?!
“Where’s your stinging response now, vespina?”
My body tensed. But beneath the shock, a thrill of excitement coursed through me. I’d never encountered such brutal dominance before. It didn’t scare me.
Heaven help me, I wanted more. “Make me.”
Alessandro's hand remained firmly on my back, holding me in place.
His voice was low and dangerous. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me?”
Another slap landed, harder this time.
Liquid heat pooled between my legs.
“No, what happens when I defy you?” I snarled through clenched teeth.
The dark chuckle was the only warning. He spanked me again—and again.
I bit my lip to stifle a moan, my fingers curling into the bedsheets. The heat of his palm lingered on my skin, a stark contrast to the cool air of the room. It was hard to be enraged when the mixture of pleasure and pain sent an intoxicating shot of energy through me.
“You asked for it rough. Is this what you had in mind?” he demanded.
“I don’t know, you’re not even fucking me yet,” I panted, my voice muffled by the mattress.
“All in good time, little wife,” Alessandro purred. His hand trailed down my spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “It seems there’s a lesson you need to learn, vespina.”
“Do your worst,” I dared.
The wolf’s grip on my back loosened, and I seized the opportunity. In one fluid motion, I rolled to the side, evading his grasp. My heart raced as I scrambled off the bed, putting distance between us.
“You think you can escape me?” His body radiated pure danger.
The thing was…I trusted him.
In this space, in this time, I was completely at his mercy, and yet I was safe. So I played along.
I backed away, my eyes never leaving his. The room suddenly felt smaller, the air thick with tension. “I’m not your puppet, Alessandro. I won’t just roll over and submit.”
I meant that.
But it didn’t mean I wouldn’t let him dominate me here.
His eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and admiration. “Oh, vespina. You have fire. I like that. But make no mistake—I will tame that flame.”
My body shivered with anticipation.
He advanced slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. I retreated, my back hitting the cool surface of the wall. There was nowhere to go.
In one fluid motion, he caught me, pulled me to the ground, and trapped my legs under one of his. Before I could react, he pinned my wrists. I glared at him over my shoulder. His eyes blazed with desire and dominance as he loomed over me.
“You think you can challenge me?” he growled. But there was no malice in his voice.
“Yes.”
It was so simple, so perfect.
His fingers raked over my throat.
Leaning into his heavy touch, I stared back, never dropping my gaze. “I’m not one of your obedient lackeys, lupo. You can’t just order me around.”
He grasped my chin, hard enough to make me squeak. His thumb brushed my lower lip. “No, you’re far more intriguing than that. But make no mistake—I will have your submission.”
I turned my head, breaking free of his touch. “You’ll have to earn it.”
Quick as a snake, his hand came down on my ass. Over and over it connected. The pain melded into pleasure. I arched my back into his touch. My pussy on his thigh and my bare breasts on the floor, I writhed, letting the moment of friction heighten the pleasure.
The monster growled, a primal sound that sent shivers down my spine.
“You dirty little girl, you’re enjoying this,” the don snapped, annoyance sharp in his voice.
In one swift motion, he pushed me onto the floor and his powerful body covered mine. I felt the cool carpet against my flushed skin. My nipples ached from the rough contact as he positioned himself behind me. His hand tangled in my hair, pulling my head back.
But he didn’t give me what we both craved.
Instead, his fingers slid against my drenched sex. “On our wedding night you said you weren’t the kind of girl who begs. I want to hear you now, vespina. Beg for it. Fucking beg. ”
I shook my head. “No!”
His finger pinched my clit. “I can wait—all night if I have to.”
I whimpered. The exquisite touch was too much.
“It’s right here, Penelope,” he rasped. “I’m waiting for you.”
His fingers slid into me, curling in a delicious way, teasing and taunting. I half gasped, half cried out.
“Let me hear you, beautiful.” His touch slid away, returning to that agonizing pressure on my clit.
Something was definitely wrong with me because the next words out of my mouth were ones I swore I would never utter. “Please, monster. Fuck me—hard.”
“You want this? Then take it all,” he hissed in my ear.
Without warning, he drove into me, filling me completely. I cried out, the sensation overwhelming. He drew my hips up while my forearms and chest braced on the floor. The pace he set was punishing, each thrust pushing me harder against the floor. The friction against my sensitive breasts only added to the building pleasure.
As he pounded into me, his hand came down on my ass again and again. The sharp sting created a heady cocktail of sensations that left me gasping and moaning.
I pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. Each powerful connection sent waves coursing through my body.
“Alessio,” I whimpered, my fingers scrambling for purchase.
“You’re mine,” Alessandro snarled, gripping my hips, bruising tight.
I came hard, unable to help it.
The don fucked me through the orgasm and then pulled out only to roll me onto my back. Capturing my hands and dragging them over my head, he leaned down. “Rib. How is it?”
“Fine—completely healed. Exactly what I told you this morning, what I told you yesterday morning, the day before that,” I said through deep breaths.
“Good,” he said harshly. “Because I think it would kill me to stop.”
And then he pushed one leg up, bending my knee, and drove into me with a punishing force.
His powerful body covered mine as he pounded into me relentlessly. His dark eyes blazed with intensity, never leaving my face as he watched every flicker of pleasure cross my features. I arched beneath him, my breasts pressing against his chiseled chest with each thrust.
With my leg captured at my side, the angle made it deeper.
Built the pleasure higher.
Bent and reshaped the universe.
The carpet beneath me offered little cushioning, the friction against my back adding another layer of sensation to the overwhelming experience. The wolf’s hands roamed my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. He cupped my breast, thumb circling my nipple before pinching it hard enough to make me scream.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” he growled, his voice husky with desire. “Spread out beneath me, taking everything I give you.”
I moaned in response, unable to form coherent words as he hit that perfect spot inside me over and over. My other leg wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him on. His muscular form loomed over me, sweat glistening on his chest in the dim light. I was desperate to feel him come undone.
In a million years, I never would have guessed it could be this good.
It was him—it was us .
I knew he felt it too. The thing between us had been raging from the beginning, and it had taken this long to truly give into it.
The knowledge that we were crossing a line, one we could never come back from, didn’t scare me half as much as the idea of never feeling this explosive chemistry again.
He released my hands, trailing his fingers down my arms and sides before gripping my hips. I quickly wrapped my freed leg around to hook with the other behind his back. The change in angle sent sparks of pleasure shooting through me.
I cried out, my fingers clawing at his shoulders.
“That's it,” he growled. “Let me hear you.”
His pace quickened, each thrust hitting deeper. The room filled with the sounds of our passion—skin against skin, breathless moans, and our mutual surrender to moment right within reach.
I tightened my legs, pinning him closer. Limiting his movements. The restrictive position allowed him to hit that perfect spot.
His muscles tensed, jaw clenched as he fought for control.
There was no holding back.
Alessandro’s rhythm faltered as he felt my walls clenching around him. His eyes locked onto mine, burning with primal intensity.
“That's it, vespina,” he growled. “You’re doing so well.”
His thrusts became more forceful, more erratic. I could feel him swelling inside me, pulsing with need. My oversensitive body trembled, every nerve ending singing with pleasure.
“Alessandro,” I moaned, clinging to him.
“Come for me,” he urged, voice breathy. “I want to feel you.”
I shattered, the orgasm making me scream as stars exploded in my field of vision.
With a guttural groan, the wolf buried himself in me. I felt the hot rush of his release flooding me, filling me completely. His powerful body shuddered above me as waves of pleasure wracked through him.
The sensation of his pulsing cock and warm seed was a beautiful epilogue, sending a rush of pleasure through me. I clung to him, relishing the feeling of being so completely filled and claimed. My back arched off the floor, leaving me panting in the aftermath.
Mother of god, what have we done?