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Breathless, I admired every single muscle contracting as he lowered himself on top of me.

“I’m sorry for the bruise you had here,” he said as he slowly, sensually kissed my forehead. “And here,” he added as he tenderly sucked on my jawline. “I’m sorry I let that happen to your neck,” he added in a guttural tone as he sucked on my throbbing vein.

“No one else will ever hurt you again,” he added as he sucked on the other side of my neck. “No one else will ever put even a finger on you,” he swore as he kissed my jaw again.

He proceeded down to my ribs.

“I’m sorry,” he chanted before every part of my body that he licked, sucked, kissed, every movement healing my heart, tears filling my eyes, his words and his tenderness releasing a little bit of the pain I held inside at the physical impact this kidnapping experience had placed on me. Each of his kisses, each caress, repairing some of the harm.

He kissed and sucked his way along my neck, teasing my nipples in the process as his hands went up and down my thighs, lightly touching me in my most intimate parts. He was driving me crazy, giving very little, making me very desperate.

I pushed myself against his hands, but he was not budging, suddenly in complete control, kissing my belly, my hips, my inner thighs. My body was on fire, tight, shaking. I grabbed his head to pull him closer, but he refused. With a soft, guttural laugh, he grabbed both my wrists and held them tightly together above my head.

“Not just yet.”

I let out a moan when he finally wrapped his lips around my nipple, slowly rolling around it with the tip of his tongue, sending a surge of current between my legs.

“Oh, yes” I whispered almost to myself.

I bent my head and screamed at the intensity, still in tears. I heard him groan in response as he grabbed my lips with his, his hand wiping a tear that had escaped.

“Please,” I whispered against his lips, begging him to take me.

“Patience, mi niña,” he moaned in my ear as he grunted.

Alejandro finally let my hands go, and he grabbed a condom from his pocket, took his pants off, and paused as he observed me, his dick so stiff it looked like it should hurt. He opened the foil and rolled the condom on his length.

Before I knew it, he slid inside of me with all his glory, a deep sigh leaving his throat.

I screamed, in pain and pleasure, my body trembling as it adjusted to his generous girth. He started rhythmically thrusting in and out of me, deeply, eagerly, and strongly, sending fireworks through my blood.

His hands were grabbing me, pulling me closer, his mouth kissing me as I felt the fullness of him still thrusting inside of me, stretching me to let him in, deeper and deeper. It felt like he wanted to dive inside of me more than my body could allow.

It was so excruciatingly delicious I could barely handle it.

“You feel so good baby” he panted.

My hands grabbed his backside, panting, feeling my body going wild, getting ready to explode. Nothing but what I currently felt mattered. Alejandro filled up every inch of my body and soul as I got overwhelmed in a completely agonizing and liberating explosion.

"Alejandro!”

“I love watching you come for me” he breathed.

Alejandro groaned, coming to a halt as he reached his release, pouring his climax inside of me. It was perfect agony.

We remained like that for a few minutes, Alejandro now tenderly kissing me and caressing me in his arms, extending my ecstatic numbness with every touch, as I started feeling heavier. Alejandro leaned down next to me, grabbing me into his arms, kissing my forehead.

I hadn’t meant to sleep with him, not when jealousy was still torturing me. Not when I didn't quite know what to make of us, what to make of what I felt, what was next for us. But I also wanted him too much to deny myself any longer. I could no longer fight my need for him. And right in that moment, I had no regrets. I was in heaven and couldn’t help the smile that drew on my face as I fell asleep in the arms of my keeper, in the arms of the man who had changed my life forever.

Chapter 36

Alejandro

I had been watching her sleep like a creep for over ten minutes now. How could I not? My girl was lying so peacefully in my arms, that frown erased from her face. She was smiling in her sleep. Her cheeks slightly flushed when she opened her almond eyes and realized I was already awake, my head in my hand, leaning on the bed, looking at her.

“Good morning,” I said as I caressed her face.

Amelia closed her eyes, seemingly savoring my touch. I never wanted this moment to end.