HELENA'S POV
"And there's nothing going on with you and Matteo" Dante rapped behind me when we reached the house and he trailed me up to my room, his presence behind felt like a looming darkness but one that I surprisingly sought comfort in
I turned around to face him, unintentionally colliding with his rock hard chest and I stepped back, a sly smirk on my face "Are you worried that your cousin has more charm than you?"
Dante's face darkened, his mouth forming a thin line "Matteo fancies you, it's obvious that he does"
"I have no interest in him" I stepped forward towards him, my hands intricately working through his buttons and undoing them slowly, one after the other and a deliberateness to my actions. When I got to last button, my engagement ring slightly grazed Dante's skin and he grabbed my hands.
I inhaled a shaky breath.
"I'm going to kill Matteo" he said, so softly, so calmly like he was talking about a trip to the city and not about killing someone.
"He's your cousin"
Then I heard him mutter, so low that I barely head it "I wish he was just my cousin, then I wouldn't feel guilty for putting a bullet to his head"
Just then, I was going to respond when he grabbed me roughly by my corseted waist, pulling to him with an urgency that felt brutal. He inflicted his gaze on me, holding me captive with his piercing eyes.
"How many?" he asked
"How many what?"
"Men" he growled.
I wanted to say "You first" just for the sake of pointing out a double standard, but truthfully there wasn't even a tiny part of me that was curious about that. I did not want to know how many women he had been with.
"Just you" I whispered "I haven't been with anyone else"
A stillness settled over the room as I listened to my hopeful heartbeat and he stared at me
"Except you want to count Matteo – " I was going to say, but Dante's biting gaze stung me before I could finish my sentence.
I inched closer to him, my body vibrating to be under the weight of his presence and warmth. I slid my hands from his arm to his waist, and I placed a light kiss on his lips.
"There has never been another man" I pressed my forehead to his and I felt his grip tighten on my forehead "No one but you"
A quiet noise crawled up his throat, a mixture of satisfaction and anger brewing within. He brushed a palm across my cheek and my head lulled to the side as warmth fired in every part of my body.
"Look at me"
My gaze flicked to his that burned dark and hot. We were eye to eye now, and a shiver coasted through me. His lips brushed mine "I felt fucking crazy seeing you like that with him"
He pressed his lips to mine, softly, confusing my senses with how volatile his mood was. He deepened his kiss and I melted like butter, my heart glowing and somehow mending itself back together. I let out a moan when his tongue slid into my mouth, my hands went up to each side of his face. If it was possible to swallow him whole, I wouldn't waste a second.
His hands pulled my dress up, skimming up the back of my thighs and I stilled when they met my bare ass cheeks. He slowed the kiss, pulling back to look at me.
"Take if off" his gaze sparked, and my hands had barely begun working to take out the corset when he turned me around and began taking off the lace by himself. My skin burned as his fingers brushed my skin, and when the corset fell off I felt very exposed. I turned around to face him, naked and breathless. His eyes drank me up. He lifted my breast to his mouth and sucked on the nipple. I yelped when he bit down.
"That's your punishment for kissing my cousin"
I said nothing, pleasure building in my stomach. He cupped me between the legs, sliding two fingers inside of me.
Relief and a spike of heat ran through my veins.
He kissed me again, this time it was laced with every ounce of anger that he felt. Deep, rough and consuming. Everything faded away to nothing, nothing felt real except the sharp graze of his teeth on my lower lip – his scent, his heat and my heart pounding so loud I was scared he would hear it.
The kiss burned into madness, a breathless, greedy sort of madness. His hands fisted in my hair, his lips and teeth trailing down my neck. I wrapped my hands around his shoulder, pressing my body against his and before I knew it, he lifted me up from the floor and dropped me on the bed. His heavy weight settled on top of me and I released a sigh.
His mouth remained on mine as he lifted my thigh and pressed his erection between my legs. I felt sparks fluttering in my vision before dissolving and inspiring a desperate need of more of him. I tugged at his shirt and he pulled back to take it off. He nipped at my breasts and stomach as his mouth drifted downwards. Something in my subconscious tickled.
"Wait" I breathed, blinking to clear the lust filled haze in my mind. Dante's hands tightened on my legs as he kissed the inside of my thigh and then the other, and before he could get to where he was heading and I lost all train of thought, I blurted
"Stop"
He tensed but stopped, his gaze hot with lust and frustration.
"I don't want to do this if they're going to be other women. I've broken every single rule in my book for you Dante"
He watched me for two tense seconds.
"You're all I need"
My heart grew, and before I could say anything else he said
"Let's get married prinicpessa"
"Tomorrow"