I lean over her, capturing her lips with mine as we both teeter on the edge of release. I fuck her harder as I kiss her, increasing the intensity of the vibrator to match my thrusts, desperate to throw her over the edge…to wreck her.

“Say it, cara,” I demand against her lips. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You,” she moans, her voice shaking as she places her hand against my cheek. “I belong to you, Coda.”

My heart hammers wildly at her submission, like a predator that’s finally cornered his prey. Except she isn’t prey. She’s the reason I exist. Every cell in my body screams for release, for the sweet surrender that’s just one stroke away.

I bury my face in her throat, biting down on the pulse hammering there.

She cries out sharply, her body bowing with pleasure. It paints her face in streaks of ecstasy as she comes undone around me, moaning my name.

Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.

The feeling of her ass clenching around my cock sends waves of white-hot pleasure surging through me. I lose myself in her, coming hard.

The world fades away, lost to her and the power she has over me. It’s hers to wield. I’m hers to command.

Reality returns slowly, our breathing ragged in the aftermath of our climax. I slip the vibrator from her body, flipping it off and then tossing it on the bed beside us before I ease out of her body. We both groan as I slip free.

“Coda,” she whispers, burrowing into me.

I hold her tightly, reveling in the peaceful moment. God knows, it won’t last. In this world, peace rarely does. Her father and his crimes may be a distant memory in Chicago, but there’s always some new enemy on the horizon, some new war to wage.

We’ve carved out as much peace as we can over the years—me, Domani, Mattia, Diego, Rafe, Luca, and Gabriel. But I’m the one ensures it holds. It’s my finger on the trigger when it doesn’t.

Karina never flinches. No matter what comes our way, she never hesitates. She holds our world together, a fiery little angel blazing in the dark.

Together, we’re unstoppable.

“Ti amo,” I say, the confession heavy with gratitude for everything she is and everything she does. For peaceful moments and a life of love. She gave that to me. Cristo, did she ever.

A smile tugs at her lips, the same sweet smile she gave me five years ago. And just like then, she claims every piece of my soul.

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