Page 71 of Bound in Vengeance
The sound of her palm striking my cheek echoes through the high-ceilinged room. My head snaps to the side, the sting of her slap igniting the fire already roaring in my blood. I slowly turn my face back to her, my jaw clenched so tightly a muscle jumps.
Sienna stands there shivering, breathing heavily, gloriously naked. Her eyes flash with absolute, unadulterated fury.
"Don't you ever lay your hands on me like that again!" she shrieks, her voice shaking with rage. "Who the hell do you think you are, dragging me out of my room like some piece of property?"
"Your room?" I step closer, towering over her, crowding her space until she’s forced to tilt her chin up to look me in the eye. "Every single room under this roof is my room, Sienna. You don't get to draw lines in my house. You don't get to hide away in the east wing like a guest when you are my wife."
"I am a human being, Alessandro! I am not your possession, and I am not your slave!" she fires back, her chest heaving as she steps right into my space, refusing to back down. "You manipulated me, you forced this marriage on me, and now you think you own me? You don't own my body, and you sure as hell don't control where I sleep!"
"This isn't about ownership," I rumble, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low register. "You think you can just walk away from me the second my back is turned? After what happened today, you leave your door wide open in a house that was crawling with federal agents hours ago? Luca is out there. My enemies are watching. And you're playing childish games, throwing tantrums because you want to prove a point."
"I was taking a shower!"
"You were defying me," I correct sharply. "You need to learn that actions have consequences, Sienna. You need to be punished. Not only for making a mockery of our wedding night by choosinganother bedroom, but for your behavior earlier today. You think I forgot about that provocative dress you wore to the altar? The one I explicitly told you not to wear? The one I did not approve?"
She lets out a bitter, mocking scoff, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, I'm sorry, did the big, bad mafia don get his feelings hurt because I didn't wear the pretty little gown he picked out for his puppet?"
"Keep pushing me, Sienna," I warn, my hands twitching at my sides as I fight the insane urge to pull her back against me. "You want to find out exactly what happens when you push a man like me too far?"
“What’s going to happen?” She pushes against my chest. “Hmm?”
The last thread of my control snaps, and the anger that has been building all day explodes.
I grab her wrists, catching them mid-air, and use my grip to spin her around, backing her up against the edge of the mattress. My heart is hammering against my ribs, driven entirely by a dangerous mix of fury and the raw temptation she keeps throwing in my face.
"You want to play games on our wedding night?" I growl, leaning down so my breath brushes against the shell of her ear. "You want to pretend you don't belong in this room, with me? I told you I'm done waiting, Sienna. You're going to learn exactly who owns this space."
I strip off my suit jacket, tossing it blindly onto the floor, and look down at her. The defiance in her dark eyes doesn't waver, even as she breathes heavily, her chin tilted up to meet my gaze.
"Down," I command, my voice dropping into a dark, rough rumble that leaves no room for argument. "Get on your knees for me."
For a tense, heavy second, the silence in the room is suffocating. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement that keeps her eyes locked onto mine, she sinks down to the plush rug, her posture entirely unyielding despite her position.
I reach down, unbuckling my belt with a sharp click, and unzip my trousers. The pressure in my chest is unbearable, a groan escaping the back of my throat as the sheer anticipation of finally breaking down her walls takes over.
"I wanted to take this slow with you," I mutter, my fingers gripping her chin to force her to look up at me. "I wanted to give you time to adjust to this house, to this ring. But you just had to go ahead and push every single one of my buttons today."
"I'm not afraid of you, Alessandro," she whispers, her lips parting slightly as she breathes through the tension.
"You should be," I rumble, leaning over her, my gaze dropping to her lips. "Open up for me,dolcezza. Let's see how quiet you can be when I give you something else to think about."
She holds my gaze, her jaw setting into a stubborn line for a fraction of a second before she slowly parts her lips. The moment she does, I lean forward, pressing against her mouth, claiming the surrender she’s finally offering in the dark.
"Yes," I murmur against her skin, my hand sliding into her damp hair to hold her steady. "Good girl."
"Look at me," I command, my voice a rough, low vibration against her face.
She doesn't pull away. Her eyes stay locked onto mine as she wraps her lips around the head of my cock, taking me in. The first wet, tentative slide of her tongue against my skin sends a jolt of pure fire straight to my gut. A harsh, ragged breath catches in my throat.
"Yeah, just like that," I growl, my fingers tightening in her damp hair. "Suck it, Sienna. Show me all that attitude you had a second ago."
She adjusts, her throat expanding as she tries to take more of my thickness, her hands gripping my thighs for balance. The heat of her mouth is intoxicating, tight and incredibly wet. She’s still trying to hold that defiant stare, but her eyelids flutter, the sheer intensity of it clearly getting to her.
"You like pushing my buttons so much? Let's see how well you handle the consequences," I mutter, my grip shifting. I wrap her damp strands securely around my fist, anchoring her head, and start to move.
I set the pace, slowly at first, pushing deeper into the tight heat of her mouth until she chokes out a soft, muffled whine against my shaft. The sound only fuels the heat in my veins.
"Take it," I rumble, my hips beginning to roll in a steady, ruthless rhythm, fucking her mouth with deep, deliberate thrusts. "You wanted to find out what happens when you push me too far. You’re finding out right now. You’re mine tonight. Every single inch of you."
