Alfonso’s low, wicked chuckle vibrated against her sensitive skin as his fingers remained deeply embedded in her soaked lace panties.
Without a single trace of hesitation, his hand hooked into the wasteland of both her lace bra and her damp underwear, yanking them down her long legs in one fluid, aggressive motion.
He tossed the remaining scraps of fabric carelessly over the side of the bed, stripping away the very last of her protection.
Joanne’s breath hitched in her throat as the cool air of the room hit her skin, leaving her completely bare beneath his predatory gaze.
Her pale, unblemished body was fully exposed to the most dangerous man in the city.
Before she could even attempt to scramble away, Alfonso reached down, his powerful arms wrapping around her waist and thighs.
He lifted her effortlessly, shifting her weight until she was lying flat on her back in the center of the sprawling mattress, directly facing him.
The way he looked at her made her entire skin prickle with deep, raw discomfort.
His dilated, bloodshot eyes raked over every curve, every dip, and every secret contour of her flesh with a terrifyingly possessive intensity.
It felt as though his gaze alone was burning into her soul.
Overwhelmed by an intense wave of vulnerability, Joanne instinctively snapped her thighs tightly together, crossing her arms over her chest in a desperate attempt to shield herself from his insatiable eyes.
She had guarded this body fiercely for twenty-three years.
She had never allowed a man to touch her, let alone look at her with such unbridled, feral hunger.
The innocence she had spent over two decades protecting was now laid bare on a silver platter, about to be claimed by the absolute last person she would ever think of—the monster who had shattered her childhood and imprisoned her family.
She cursed him silently behind her clenched teeth, her mind screaming in defiance even as her heart battered violently against her ribs.
But Alfonso had absolutely no intention of letting her hide.
“Open for me,” he growled, his voice dropping into a deep, guttural register that sent an involuntary shiver straight to her core.
He didn’t wait for her compliance.
Dropping his massive weight between her tightly locked knees, he used his broad hands to wedge her thighs apart.
He pinned her wrists high above her head with a single, crushing hand, leaving her completely defenseless and arched beneath him.
The aphrodisiac inside his veins was driving him completely insane, burning away any semblance of patience or gentleness, turning his lust into something entirely beastly.
Instead of soft, comforting kisses, Alfonso descended upon her skin with raw, punishing hunger.
He buried his face into the crook of her neck, his sharp teeth instantly sinking into the sensitive flesh beneath her ear.
Joanne gasped loudly, her eyes flying open as a sharp spike of pain instantly melted into a terrifyingly intense wave of pleasure.
He didn’t just kiss her; he claimed her, leaving deep, dark purple bite marks along her throat, bruising her collarbones with his demanding mouth.
“Ah… stop, please…” she whimpered, her head thrashing wildly against the pillows.
But her protests only fueled his aggression.
Alfonso moved lower, his mouth attacking the swell of her breasts.
He bit down on the soft flesh, his tongue swirling fiercely over the bruised skin before his teeth clamped firmly around her aching, rigid nipple.
Joanne shuddered violently, her back arching completely off the mattress as a white-hot jolt of electricity shot directly from her chest to the swollen apex between her thighs.
She was losing her mind, her carefully constructed walls crumbling into dust under the sheer, unadulterated sensory overload.
She loathed him, she hated every molecule of his existence, yet her traitorous nerve endings were singing a completely different tune.
Alfonso’s free hand slid down her flat stomach, his palm tracing the hypersensitive skin of her belly, leaving angry red friction marks in his wake.
He bit her hip bone, his teeth leaving a perfect crescent mark on her pale skin that made her sob out loud.
His fingers traveled lower, sliding past her hip and diving straight back between her parted thighs.
When his probing fingers struck her center, Joanne let out a broken, shattered cry.
She was completely, utterly drenched.
The relentless, biting torment of his mouth had caused her body to produce a thick, slick torrent of arousal.
She was weeping cream, her swollen folds throbbing and desperately pulsing around his hand.
Alfonso inserted two fingers deep inside her tight, virgin heat, sliding effortlessly through the abundance of her own moisture.
He pumped them hard and fast, stretching her internal walls and mimicking the brutal rhythm his mind was screaming for.
“God, you are so wet, sweet nurse,” Alfonso panted heavily, his breath scorching against her inner thigh as he leaned down to deliver a sharp, bruising bite to the tender flesh right next to her soaking wet core.
Joanne was entirely ruined, panting frantically, her vision blurring as she hovered precariously on the very edge of a shattering climax.
Her body was completely primed, fully marked from her neck down to her knees with the dark, possessive brands of his teeth and lips.
She was completely unlocked, aching, and practically begging to be breached by the heavy length she had felt earlier.
Suddenly, the friction stopped.
Joanne let out a breathless, confused whimper as Alfonso abruptly pulled his wet fingers out of her, depriving her of the intense pressure.
He shifted his frame, rising up on his knees until he was towering directly over her face.
His chest was heaving like a wild stallion, his entire body slick with a heavy coat of sweat.
With his eyes locked onto her trembling, dazed expression, Alfonso reached down and gripped his own rock-hard cock.
It was throbbing violently, fully engorged.
He leaned forward, his muscular chest hovering inches from her face, and brought the thick, pulsing head of his length directly against her trembling lips.
Alfonso commanded, his voice a low, ragged pant that brooked absolutely no refusal.
“Suck on it, sweet nurse. Now.”