Chapter 42
Elara POV
Strip
Elara’s eyes widened at his command. The air in the bathroom thickened, the steam swirling around them like a veil
Her heart pounded, a mix of fear, guilt, and something hotter that made her thighs clench despite the chill in his gaze.
“Dante, 1” she started.
“Don’t make me say it again, amore,” he said, stepping back, arms crossing over his chest, water dripping from his black hair, sliding down his hard. chiselled body. “You’re sorry, huh! Show me
I took a shaky breath and reached for my dress zipper. I pulled it down, letting the black fabric slip off my shoulders, falling to the floor in a soft heap. I stood there in my lingerie, bare, lifting my chin just a little to look in his dark eyes.
His jaw clenched tightly. “All of it,” he said, his voice rough now, like he was holding himself back.
My face burned, but I didn’t argue. I unhooked my bra, let it drop, then slid my panties down. The air felt cold against my skin, prickling it with goosebumps, but his gaze was hot possessive, lit me up inside.
“Kneel,” he said next, soft but sharp, like a knife wrapped in silk
My legs gave in, folding under me as I sank to the tiles. The floor was cold, biting into my knees, but I kept my eyes on him. My hands rested on my thighs. my pulse so loud I swore he could hear it
He stepped closer, looming over me, his shadow swallowing me whole. His fingers caught my hair, tugging gently, forcing my head back.
Look at you. Being so beautiful and precious to me
I stood there, bare, exposed, with my head down before him. His lips curving slightly as i could feel his eyes devour me.
*Look at me, amore, He commanded. In his deep, dark voice making me feel even weaker than I was already feeling.
Touch yourself,” He said. My breath caught.
“You’re insane” I whispered
Dante tilted his head, amusement flashing in his dark eyes. “Not yet, darling. I am just currently helping you,” he mused, flicking the ash off his cigarette, “We both know you want this amore. And only I can give you this. Your husband.”
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms.
Dante’s smirk deepened “Move your fingers he commanded. His eyes never left my face, watching, drinking in every flicker of hesitation. I held my breath, my body betraying me. I let my fingers drift lower, grazing over my core.
Dante’s
́s gaze darkened further, his chest rising with slow, measured breaths. “Rub it,” he ordered, his voice calm “In slow, circular motions“! swallowed hard, obeying. My fingers moved in tentative strokes, my skin burning under the weight of his stare.
For a few moments, the only sounds in the room were our breaths.
Then, his next command. Insert your finger inside
My body tensed. I bit my lip, hesitating, my pulse hammering against my riba. Just then, reality crashed over me like a tidal wave. What the fuck was I doing?
Share curled in my gut, seizing my chest in a vice. My fingers froze. My heart pounded erratically, like it was trying to escape the sinful act I was
about to commit.
This was wrolig. So, so wrong. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block it out. Trying to ground myself
But Dante wasn’t having it
“Eyes up here, wife, he commanded, his voice sharp as a blade. “Don’t even think about looking anywhere else.”
The authority in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. My lashes fluttered open, only to be caught in the storm of his gaze.
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I was completely at his mercy.
up until there w
there was NO
to escaping his gaze,
Dante stood up from the chair, causing it to fall back. His fingers caught my chin, tilting my face up
“You’re still acting shy!” he murmured, “Tve seen you. I’ve touched you. I’ve kissed and marked every inch of your skin. His grip lightened slightly. his thumb brushing over my lower lip. There is nothing you need to hide from me.”
Heat curled in my y stomach. His free hand skimmed down my bare arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “Let me remind you, wife.” His lips grazed my ear, his breath hot and taunting
“You can be a bad girl in front of me.”
I gasped as he dragged his teeth over the shell of my ear, his voice dark. “Shameless. Wild. As filthy as you want.” His fingers pressed into my hip, his grip unrelenting. “Because no matter how bad you get.. you’ll only ever be bad for me, only me
My eyes snapped up to his. A shiver ran through me as I felt it, warm, wet, slick between my thighs, my body betraying me. The cold air kissed my skin, making me tremble.
Dante noticed. Of course, he did,
His give me
me a knowing smirk before he commanded, “Insert it.” His voice turned cold.
froze, my lips parting in a silent gasp. My pulse hammered against my ribs, but I couldn’t look away from him. A fresh wave of heat pooled between my thighs and slowly slipping down my legs.
My breath came in shaky, uneven gasps. What is happening to me?
Dante watched me intently, his fingers flexing at his sides like he was resisting the urge to touch me himself.
“Now,” he commanded.
I obeyed. As soon as my fingers slid inside, a moan escaped my lips.
“Take it easy. Deep breaths” His tone was deceptively calm, yet laced with dominance.
I inhaled shakily, my walls tightening around my own touch.
“Now, another, he ordered. Igasped as grip on my waist tightened, pulling me closer. “Spread your legs more, love Do it.” I whimpered but obeyed. parting my thighs wider. My middle finger pressed deeper, sending a shock of pleasure through me. His eyes had the best view of between my thighs.
His lips found
my
neck. Giving me open–mouthed kisses. My head fell back against his shoulder, my moans coming unbidden as a euphoric sensation spread through me.
“Can you hear it!” His voice was hoarse, nearly guttural. The sound of your weine?”
I couldn’t hear anything, I couldn’t see anything. I was lost. Drowning in something sinful. Something forbidden. I rubbed harder, desperate to soothe the unbearable ache, but the more I moved, the stronger the pleasure surged.
“Faster.” His voice held urgency, his lips teasing the sensitive skin beneath my car. “You are so beautiful, amore. So fucking perfect. A cry tore from me as my fingers moved feverishly, hips grinding against my own touch.
“D–Dante-” I whimpered, unable to stop myself. My body was on fire, an unfamiliar craving twisting inside
It was so close. But something was missing.
Frustration built, clawing at my insides. My fingers went deeper, desperate to reach that peak, but it wasn’t enough. A desperate whine slipped from my lips. My thighs quivered, my body begging for release. I reached for more, sliding my other hand toward the ache when suddenly, he caught. my wrist.
“Dante,” I gasped, trembling. His fingers wrapped around mine, guiding my palm to his cheek. His breathing was ragged just like mine.
“What
is happening? His voice was deep, uneven. Tell me in words, amore.” I swallowed hard, my words barely a whisper. Such a shameless man How can i say something like this! He was truly punishing me. I glared at him. Tried to pull away, but his grip tightened.
Every inch of my body was exposed to him, but right now I couldn’t bring myself to care. The s
shame, the hesitation, it was melting away.
“You have such beautiful thighs,” he murmured, his fingers grazing my skin, teasing, torturing me. He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear, his Touch possessive. With a slow pull, he spread me open even more.
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A strangled moan escaped me. Cold air kissed my core, amplifying the unbearable ache.
The kind of pain that made you crave more
That made you lose yourself.
I clutched his face, my fingers digging into his jaw as pleasure twisted through my veins
“Dante. My voice was barely audible, drowning in the haze
My strokes turned desperate
My eyes fluttered shut, vision hazy, body trembling on the edge of something dangerous. Something
g only 1
he could push me into
“Imagine my finger in you, fucking, till you come undone on my hand his eyes were also half closed like me.
“Insert your finger more his voice turned more hoarse Fucking your inside so hard digging it deeper inside you almost touching your womb. sorough that it’s scratching your vaginal walls” And he put his palm on thighs covering half of it.
1
stop….” i squeezed my thighs so tightly that f
As soon his hand touched my inner thighs, i felt a wave erupted towards my pussy. “Ahhh aahhh stop sto felt I will fireak them. My core was throbbing so loudly. My chest was rising up and down heavily.
And just then I felt something huge release from my body to my fingers. It was flowing too much. I closed my eyes tightly. I feel myself calming slowly after my intense release.
Shame took over my mind. I was so naked kneeling infront of Dante while fingering myself.
Dante watched it all.
His dark eyes devoured me, tracing every tremor, every gasp that left my lips. He alidn’t move. Didn‘
I move. Didn’t speak. Just watched
My hands trembled as I yanked them away from myself, I didn’t know i was capable of doing something so dirty in front of someone,
I immediately shut my eyes.
“Open your eyes.” He ordered. I shook my head. I couldn’t. My body was still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure, my skin flushed and burning under his gaze
Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted.
Dante scooped me into his arms, holding me effortlessly in a bridal carry. My heart lurched at the sudden movement, but before I could slurpache bloomed in my addomen, a deep, sinfamiliar pang that sent a shiver through me.
I knew this feeling. It was familiar.
But before I could grasp it, before I could make sense of the strange sensation, I felt the soft, silk–like fabric of the bed against my skin.
Dante povered over me, las dark eyes locked onto mine. Before I could say anything, he claimed my lips.
protest, a
A growel rumbled in his chest as his hands rangled in my hair, tiling my head back so he could kiss me deeper. His teeth scraped against my lower lip before lie sucked it into his mouth, making a whimper slip from my throat,
I gasped against his lips, but for swallowed the sound, devisning every shaky breath, every ounce of hesitation. His tongue swept into my Telt liis kures in between my legs rubbing my pussy. As I moaned in between our kisses.
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A sharp gasp left my lips as he flipped me effortlessly, positioning me exactly how he wanted me sprawled across his lap, my ass raised high, my chest pressing against the firm muscles of his thighs
Heat flooded my face.
And then I felt it. His dick, hard pressed against my abdomen, only barely restrained by his slacks. A fresh wave of warmth pooled between my legs at the sheer intimacy of it, at how easily he handled me, like I was something fragile.
His p
palm traced a slow path down my spine, igniting every nerve ending in its wake.
You walized into my club, wearing that dame dress, screaming for attention, every inch of you on display for those lowlife dogs.
“Did you enjoy their eyes on you?”
My eyes widened as his hand came down. A sharp, stinging slap landed on my bare skin of my ass, sending a jolt of shock through me. I gasped, my body jerking against him, but his free hand pressed firmly against my lower back, keeping me right where he wanted
“You stood there, spitting accusations. Did you enjoy tearing my honour apart, amore, or do you just not trust the man who owns y
your soul?”
Ishook my head, words failing me. “No, 1-“Smack! Another sharp slap cut me off, a gasp tearing from my lips as my back arched instinctively. The sting bloomed into heat, spreading through my body like wildfire.
Dante’s hand lingered, fingers tracing over the spot he’d just struck, his touch both soothing and teasing. “Look at you,” he murmured voice dark with approval. “Already trembling, amore!”
I swallowed hard, my body betraying me. I loved the sheer control he had over me, it was maddening.
You screamed for divorce like it was nothing. Tell me, Elara, do you really believe you could walk away from me and live? Or was that just your pretty little mouth begging for my punishment?”
His hand delivers another punishing slap, his voice a low growl as he yanks me closer, eyes flashing with disapproval. His fingers trailed lower, dipping between my thighs. I sucked in a breath, my body instantly tensing.
I’d almost forgotten about the divorce threat, it just recklessly slipped out of my mouth in my rage. I didn’t mean it.
His fingers brushed against my slick heat, and my body reacted before my mind could catch up. I pressed my thighs together instinctively, but he gripped them, spreading me wide over his lap.
“Don’t you dare hide from me,” he snarled. His fingers teased my entrance, not entering but circling, torturing me.
“You’re mine, Elara. Every fucking inch. Say it.”
“Dante, please,” I gasped, my voice trembling with a mix of shame and need. My hands clutched at his thigh, nails digging into the fabric of his slacks as I fought to ground myself
“Please?” He chuckled, a dark, vicious sound “Oh, amore, begging won’t save you now.” Smack! Another slap landed, this one hander, making me cry out as the sting morphed into a throbbing heat. His hand lingered, kneading the sensitive flesh, his touch was making me crazy.
Suddenly, something shifted inside me, a nagging, an unfamiliar sensation deep in my abdomen, like a warning I couldn’t ignore.
I was feeling that something was wrong with me.
He was about to deliver apoller stinging slap to my ass when my eyes widened. “Stop!” I shouted in panic.
His hand froze midair. His entire body stiffened beneath me. He noticed my scream wasn’t out of pleasure, it was intense pain.
A sudden warmth flooded between my legs, but it wasn’t the slick heat of arousal. My eyes widened in horror as a sharp, twisting pain gripped my
lower abdomell
“ouch!” I cried out, my hands flying to my abdomen as I curled into myself, the pain stealing my breath. Dante’s hand, still raised, dropped instantly, his body rigid as store.
“Elara!” His hands moved to my hips, gentle now, turning me carefully until I was sitting on his lap, facing him. His storm of anger replaced by a flicker of alarm. “What’s wrong?”
His dark ey
eyes
searched mine, the
I couldn’t speak. My cheeks were flaming. I glanced down, my breath hitching as I saw it, a thin trickle of blood, stark against the pale skin of my thigh, seeping onto his slacks.
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“Shit.” I whispered. Panic clawed at my chest. In the next second, I shoved Dante with all the strength I could muster, my hands slamming against his chest. His grip faltered, surprise flashing across his face as 1 scrambled off his lap, my hare feet hitting the cold tiles.
“Elara!” he barked, but I was already running for the bathrooms. I slammed the door shut behind me, my fingers fumbling with the lock until it clicked into place. My back pressed against the door, my breath coming in short, gasping as the cramps hit in my abdomen, mocking me with their
“Open the fucking door, Elara!” Dante’s voor thunderest from the other side, followed by a heavy thurl as his fist pounded against the wooden door. What the hell’s going on!”
1 slapped my forehead, a groan escaping me as I slid to the floor, chitching my stomach. “You’ve got to be kidding me, I muttered to myself, my Laer burning hotter than the sting on my ass,
My period, my stupid, traitorous period had chosen this moment to make its grand entrance, I could still feel the heat of Dante’s hands, the press of his hardness against me, and now I was bleeding all over his pristine slacks. Perfert, just perfect,
“Elara, I swear to God, if you don’t open this door-“Dante’s voice was a growl, making my embarrassment worsen. I didn’t even have the needed supphes with me.
“I’m tine!” 1 shouted, my voice sharper than intended, Laced with irritation at my own body.
“It’s just ugh, it’s my period, okay? Leave me alone?” I slapped my head again, wincing as another cramp twisted through me. What was I supposed lo do now? Hide in here forever? Oh God, what will he think?.
“You’re what?”“” He asked before it became silent. I wanted to cry myself. Did he leave. Was he disgusted? Was My thoughts were cut off as he knocked the door again.
“You think I care about a little blood? You’re my wife. Open the door, or I’m breaking it down” Dante growled, making my eyes wide.
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