When She Tempts (The Fallen, #2)

by Gabrielle Sands

His eyes flash, and his grip on my wrists tightens until it’s almost painful. “Careful, Martina,” he breathes. “There are some ways I can punish you that you’d never dare share with your brother.”

“Like what?” He leans in, and my lungs stop moving. Lips brushing against me ear, he says, “Like bending you over my knee and making your ass so raw you won’t be able to sit for a week.”

Did he really just…threaten to spank me? My poor virgin brain can’t take it.

“I’ve lived for a long time, piccolina,” he rasps. “Nearly twice as long as you. Never in my life have I met anyone who hides so much wickedness behind an innocent face like yours. Your mind seduces me. Your body tempts me. A single glimpse of you, and I lose my train of thought. I become completely absorbed in your presence. You shouldn’t have let me touch you like I just did, because now that I know how wet and warm you’d feel around me, I won’t think about anything else for hours. Days. Weeks.”

“Beautiful,” he murmurs. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, piccolina.”

“That’s because you are mine to mark.” He runs his tongue over my neck, sending shivers scattering over my skin. “Mine to fuck. However and wherever I want.”

The whole practice is barbaric. Trading away young girls to men usually much older than them in what amounts to a business transaction.

And I’m no damn better, because the truth is, if De Rossi offered her to me, I’d already be driving her to the fucking chapel.