A Burning Flame by Daniella Kunz (the red fox clan .TXT) 📗

have always been a man who liked to play with fire, and now I have my very own. My personal embodiment of fire." Grabbing my hand he reaches out to push the ring onto my finger replacing the other.

I'm speechless as he slides it into place. Looking down, I am stunned at the beauty of it. White gold wraps around the band with a citrine diamond in the center, haloed with smaller white diamonds. The gem resembles the yellow, orange glow of a fire and I can't help but smile at the symbolism. He watches me silently as I find my words. "So, I am going to marry you now?"

"You always were."

He leans down taking my lips with his as he pulls me towards him. I ignore the aching on my lip and cheek as I kiss him back, pouring all my emotions into him. The relief that washes over me at no longer being burdened with marrying Enzo. The excitement over my new found engagement to this man who stirs up all kinds of feelings. My gratitude that he did this for me, for us.

I deepen the kiss further, wrapping my arms around his neck pushing into him. He runs his tongue over my lips as I part them, opening up for him. A low rumble vibrates from his chest as he plunges into my mouth. Kissing me harder I feel his erection, hard against me. He cups my breast over my shirt, and I release a moan into his mouth. “I need you.” I breathed into him.

Those three words are all it takes, and in an instant he places his hands over my butt and lifts me off the counter. As he carries me back to the room, he grabs hold of my shirt. I lift my arms allowing him to pull over my head dropping it on the floor. He lays me back onto the bed, quickly undressing as he climbs over top of me. I raise my head to claim his mouth for a kiss as he stares into my eyes. They are filled with longing and desire and it's everything I need right now.

I shift my hips up to meet his and try to bite back a moan as I feel his hard length graze over me. Holding my eyes with his, he slowly pushes into me. I let out a soft hiss at the pleasurable sensation of him as he fills me. When he is deep inside, he moves slowly, rhythmically against me. His eyes never leave mine as he claims every inch of my body, inside and out. Including my heart. “Gianna, I think I might be in love with you.” My breathing hitches at his vulnerable words. Though he didn’t straightforward say it, his admission is a lot, and it knocks down a part of the wall I hide behind.

He leans down kissing my lips as he continues to tantalize me until pleasure rolls through me. “Daveon.” My toes curl as I grab onto his shoulders, panting out his name.

At hearing his name fall from my lips in a breathy moan he picks up his pace. Giving me the slight push I need to shatter around him. He continues to push into me until he grunts and his body tenses over mine as he cums inside of me.

He slowly pulls out and falls onto the bed in a heap beside me, breathing rapidly. I think of the words he said to me and while they fill me with joy I feel as if he is expecting me to say something in that regard back. I lay silently in panic until his rich voice pulls me from it. “Gianna, I don’t expect you to say it back. You will when you are ready, I just wanted you to know what I feel for you.” My body relaxes at his words as he pulls me into him. With his even breathing fanning over my bare shoulder and his arms wrapped around me tight, I feel safe and excitement over my new future.

18

GIANNA

I wake the next morning to find myself alone in bed. Glancing around the room I wonder where Daveon had gone. Rolling over I catch sight of the ring on my finger once more as I try to suppress the girly grin that lifts my lips. Pushing off the bed, I get dressed before going out to look for him. Disappointment settles over me when I don't find Daveon anywhere in the apartment.

I don't get a lot of time to mope before the door is being opened and he walks in. His eyes find mine as a soft smile pulls the corner of his lips up slightly. “Morning, darlin.”

I can’t hide the pull of a smile on my own lips. "Where did you go?"

"I needed to work some things out with your father so we could leave."

"Oh alright.” I nod in acknowledgment of what he said before stopping. “Wait leave?"

He chuckles softly as he walks over to me. "Yes, Nico needs me back in New York." He is given a confused look in return. "You didn't think I would honestly leave you here alone while I went back, did you?" He asks flabbergasted.

"But we aren't married yet."

"That is what I was discussing with your father. You are allowed to come with me for a couple of weeks until the wedding is arranged. Any longer and you must come back."

"A couple of weeks?"

He nods at my surprise. "He doesn't want you over there for too long without being married. He said it looks bad for a proper girl of your standing." A cunning smirk pulls the corner of his lips up as he reaches out brushing the pad of his thumb over my lip. "As if any part of you is proper."

I can't help from rolling my eyes at him. "Oh shut up, Hercules."

His laughter rings out as he steps away from me. "Go pack we leave this