Lost in Darkness

Chapter 14: Our Passion 

"If passion burns your skin then the flame turns you on fire." - The Author

Through those eyes, all I could see was lust and want. Marco was now between my thighs, and all I could feel how wet I was for him. He kissed so hard I could see stars, his body close to mine as he could push into me. The pain was strong and yet the moans in my ear's soft heavy grunts made me wetter by the second making it easier to pick up his pace. He slowly thirsted into me as his left hand was on my lower back pulling me closer to his body and lower.

Over the past hours we couldn't stop, it hurt but it felt so good to let him take something of mine. For years all I wanted was him but after time I stopped believing but now I knew, he wanted me too.

"Cazzo, you feel amazing." He signed breathing heavily. I cum about three times and it made me cry out, for hours he was focus on me.

"Oh god," I cried as he pushed me up to him by pulling my ass closer with his hands. His tattoos, his eyes even those words of want and hate felt amazing.

"I'm not sure I'm close to being a god but for you flame I would be anyone." Having his say those words in my ear as I came for the fourth time was blissful.

"Fuck I'm coming." He moans, his body shaking hard as his mouth was open letting sounds of want and his body letting go on top of mine. Pulling out of me he smirked seeing me exhausted. "Me too." I moaned.

"I want to try something." I let out a heavy breath.

"Mhmm." He kissed my neck.

This time I took my red knife and let it burn the tip in a candle I had lit before he came inside, once hot I turn to face him as he watched me laying on the bed with his arms on his head.

"Put your initials on me."

"You want me to engrave my initials on your skin?"he smiled, six years ago I told him the day I let him take my virginity I would let him put them on me. At the time we were both very obsessed with knives and clearly he hadn't forgotten.

he took the hot knife and drew his letting on my right hip.

M.L.A.G 

My skin burned but watching him as he did it was mesmerizing. "You're turn baby," this time I turned them around drawing my initials on his shoulder so every time he would be shirtless someone would see my initials on him.

A.R.D.G

Every time over the past years someone asked me to put my initials down I always included his last name as well as mine it felt like a way of letting people know that he was still alive to me.

After we laid together for a few minutes he got up and carried me to the bathroom. He turn on the shower to a warm temperature and let me pee as he got some clothes for us. Coming back he took me inside and set me on the bench inside. Like the night of the club he had took his time washing my body and my hair mesmerizing every inch of my skin and every tattoo with the fingertips of his hands.

"You're beautiful and now I get to tell you because now you won't think I'm a creep," he kissed my lips.

"It's nice to know what you're thinking Enzo but I still think you're still a creep." I leaned back on the shower glass with my arms crossed against my chest.

"Am I your creep?" He picked me up out of the shower letting me get dressed into his comfortable clothes.

"Always, Galantí."

For hours we we're sitting on the big balcony on the side of the house. We watched as the Fog from the far side of the mountain slowly became bigger. Blanket around us, Marco's or Enzo's hands around me.

"Why not tell me from the start?" I asked.

Somewhere along time he had brought both of our sketchbooks out, multiple different markers and pens surrounding us on the blanket, but that was the difference between both of us is while he sketched the greenery in front of us the beautiful night sky as the sun slowly drifted down. I colored the night I scratched the dark trees showing. But Lorenzo he's drew the miniature version of us watching the sky as cold soft air surrounded us the fireplace in front of a lit.

"I wanted too, but I saw your eyes as beautiful as I remember but darkness around those eyes told me you didn't need me but a partner maybe even a family." He kissed my head as I melted into his body.

"I did need you, I want you more than anything" I put everything down and just sit with him.

"I missed you till it hurt, I need my fire match to survive. I was just a lonely light in the dark." Even though I should've kept my heart locked up.

"I'm here, I'm not leaving even if you push me away."

"Where did you go?"

"I killed Granada Ivanov and his wife for raping me and my mother then I took over the mafia, every year I would come back and watch over you."

"I knew you were out there somewhere."

"Always"

Hey loves, back here editing the book. I know it's annoying but it's better now.

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~Edited~

His flame and her fire match