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Chapter Sixteen

Julia

“ S tay here this time,” Dante says in a tired voice after he drops us off back at the safehouse. “Viktor almost killed you today. I can’t risk losing my second in command.”

Matteo nods. “I understand. Besides, Julia needs to rest. And we need to lay low after everything at the hospital.”

Dante turns to me and I try not to flinch under his intense gaze. Matteo may be on my side but Dante isn’t. “You’re the reason Matteo has been putting himself more into danger lately. I don’t appreciate it.”

“It’s not her fault,” Matteo says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “I made the choice to marry her. To take her.”

“And don’t think I’m not annoyed with you. I expect this shit from Finn but not you. Just stay here. And Julia, you better not even think about telling your brother where you are. He’s only going to come here and kill Matteo.”

“I won’t,” I say in a hard tone. “I love Matteo. I’m not going to do anything that could put him in danger.”

“You already have.” Dante’s cold voice is frightening.

“Dante, stop. If you’re angry, be angry at me. Not Julia.”

He sighs. “Just stay here. Enjoy your wedding night.” To his credit, he doesn’t slam the door behind him but it’s obvious that Dante is angry. How many others are angry with me and Matteo? We only fell in love. It’s not a crime but I guess in our world, it is.

Matteo pulls me in closer. “You’re still in your hospital gown.”

“My wedding gown is still at the hospital.”

“There’s no way to get it back.”

“I know.” I set my hands on his chest. “This is not how I imagined our wedding night going.”

“What did you imagine?” His voice darkens and it sends a shiver over me.

“I imagined you kissing me.”

“And?”

“And touching me.” I can’t help but flush as I say it. Matteo’s lustful expression isn’t helping.

“And?”

“And us finally having sex for the first time.”

He kisses the top of my head, then trails his lips down until they reach my lips. “I would love to make you mine tonight. But you’re arm… I don’t want to hurt you anymore than you’ve already been hurt.”

“I understand. So just hold me tonight. That’s all I need.”

“I can do that.” Matteo carries me into the bedroom and helps me get under the covers and wraps his arms around my back. His warm chest is behind me, letting me know he’s right there.

And I fall asleep on my wedding night, not in a wedding gown but a hospital one, and know that I will be safe as long as Matteo is with me.

In the morning, I feel much more rested. Yesterday’s craziness feels like a fever dream. If it weren’t for my hurt arm, I would doubt if it even happened.

I turn around to face Matteo, who’s sleeping soundly. He’s even more handsome when he’s sleeps if that were somehow possible. I love this man with all my heart, even though we’ve only known each other for a little over a month. But I know him more than I know anybody else, even Viktor.

He blinks his eyes open and smiles down at me. “Hi, beautiful.”

“Hi, handsome.”

He chuckles as he gives me a small kiss. It’s tender and sweet and it makes me want more. I want all of him. I’ve been waiting to give him all of me since we first met but I was just waiting to get married. Now that we’re married, nothing can stop us, not even my arm.

I deepen the kiss and press my body against his. Matteo pulls me in closer.

“Hey,” he murmurs against my lips. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me. It’s just my arm. The rest of my body still works.

I’ll be ok, Matteo. I want this. I want to be with you.

Anything could happen. Case in point: yesterday.

I’m not sure how much time we have left.

My brother could find us tomorrow and it could all be over.

I want to be with you now. Take me. Please.

” I don’t even care how desperate I sound.

I’m speaking with all my heart and nothing can be wrong about that.

Matteo lets out a small groan and kisses me harder. With a roll of his body, he presses my back into the mattress and settles himself on top of me. My hands grip his strong back, seeking more. Always more.

I’m not nervous. I love Matteo and I know what kind of pleasure he can give me. I still think of his mouth between my legs. How taboo it all was when we had to hide. But now, we don’t have to hide and it’s more freeing than I thought anything possible.

His hands skim along my bare thighs, sending goosebumps over my skin. I arch my back as he pulls the hospital gown over my head, leaving me naked beneath him.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he comments as his eyes gaze over me. I let him look. There’s no shame.

“I want you to be naked too. Please.” I tug at this shirt.

“So bossy.”

“It’s only fair.”

He smiles as he slips his shirt off and I can look at his strong chest that sends a flutter straight down to my core. He presses our chests together, skin to skin. The closest we’ve ever been.

I moan softly when his lips find my neck and he presses kisses along my skin until he reaches my breasts. He gives each one a kiss before he moves further down.

Matteo spreads my legs wide. “I can smell you, baby. Fuck. Do I make you wet?”

I nod despite my blush on my face. “Only for you.”

“Good.” He keeps his eyes on me as he presses his lips straight between my legs. I can’t hold back my moan as his lips find my nub. It’s electric. It’s too much. It’s perfect.

He knows exactly how to run his tongue and lips over my most intimate area, touching my folds and clit and even my inner thighs. I’m so sensitive there. It only heightens everything.

My hips buck up of their own accord. Matteo grips my thighs tighter and presses his face harder against my vulva. His lips move lazily over my nub, getting me wetter and wetter. I never knew I could feel this much arousal in my whole life.

I touch my breasts on instinct. Matteo lets out a low growl that sends another wave of pleasure through me. My hands roam down to my stomach and back up while my hips arch up and down.

I need more and yet I need less. My breath comes out in small pants and moans. I’m losing control of myself and I don’t even care.

“Fuck, baby,” he says before licking right up my slit. I gasp and my hips buck up. My hands find the back of his hair, holding him in place. I need friction. I need release.

Matteo licks, licks, licks, right over my clit. Unashamedly, I move my hips down, pressing my vulva against his face. I need more, more, more…

“Oh,” I gasp out as my orgasm hits me. “Matteo.” It comes out as a pleasurable whisper.

He keeps his mouth on me until I stop trembling, then kisses his way back up my body. It’s strange to taste myself when he kisses me but it’s not unpleasant. It actually adds to my arousal.

Keeping his eyes on me, Matteo stands up and pushes his pants down. I can see his erection pressing against his underwear. I’ve never seen all of him. He didn’t want to show me for fear of taking things too far. But now I want to see.

When he shoves his underwear down, I finally get to see all of him and it’s a glorious sight. His length is large and long and intimidating. For a second, I worry that he won’t be able to fit inside of me. I’ve never had anything that large inside of me before.

But then I push the worry from my mind. Matteo will not hurt me. We’ll always find a way to make it work.

With a dark, lustful expression, he leans over me, spreading my legs wider. “Are you ready for me, baby?”

“Yes.” I don’t even hesitate to say it.

He lines his erection up to my entrance and slowly slides inside of me. I let my body relax and invite him in. With a gasp, I arch up and grip the back of his shoulders, bringing him in closer.

Matteo lets out a low groan as he fully seats himself inside of me. No pain. I thought there would be but my body is fully ready for this man.

“You’re mine,” he says, giving me a kiss. It’s so tender and sexy and everything I could hope for.

“You’re mine.”

“Always.” He gently rolls his hips around, filling me up more. I clutch his back tighter.

“Oh, Matteo.”

“Does this feel good?” He brings our hips closer together. Every movement sends a ripple of pleasure through me. To be fully naked with him, chest to chest, lip to lip, hips to hips, is more than I could have hoped for. It’s perfect, even in a world full of imperfections.

“Yes,” I moan. “Yes.”

It’s sweet and slow and gentle. It’s just what I expected from Matteo, treating me like a queen. He knows this is my first time and wants to make it special for me.

With a groan, he grabs my thighs and brings them higher around his waist, thrusting into me harder. A gasp gets caught in my throat.

There’s no going back now for us. We’re truly and forever linked.

Every thrust of his hips brings our chest firmer together. My nipples are sensitive as they brush against his skin. It heightens the pleasure of it.

Matteo rocks his hips against mine. I match his pace. He’s going slow enough for me to find the rhythm. I love that he’s taking into consideration what I want.

Our eyes never look away from one another’s. It would be a crime to close them and miss out on this moment of being here and now in the present with Matteo.

“Baby,” he groans, thrusting into me harder. I gasp and arch up. “Come for me, Julia. God. I need to see it.”

His words set a fire inside of me, one that I know I’ll never be able to put out.

He rocks his hips against mine harder, giving me the friction I need.

“Matteo,” I gasp.

“I got you, baby. I got you.”

His words do me in.

I gasp as another orgasm hits me. Matteo thrusts into me harder right before he comes too. Our bodies tremble together. We’re fully one for just a moment.

Then he gently slips out of me as he gives me a long, lazy kiss. I want to bring him right back to me but I know I need to rest again after that. My arm is sore. I forgot all about it in the heat of pleasure but now that we’re done, the ache comes right back.