Chapter 240: Perfection
It made all the difference in the world if Matteo had a different opinion about her scars. And in this moment, even if he did not want to see her again, she would bare herself to him, and show him every part of her that he wished to explore. When she had satisfied her curiosity, she turned slowly, revealing the short scabs and some type of whip marks that adorned the delicate skin of her back.
Anger replaced his earlier mood, igniting a probing curiosity for the likely ways that she came about numerous wounds. They spread out over her skin, spanning over her shoulders, the middle of her back, and just above her bum. He wanted to ask questions, but he knew better than to do that when she was in her most vulnerable state.
He placed his finger on one of the biggest gash, causing her to stiffen under his touch. Her awareness was too much to handle as she was dying to see his expression while his finger traced her deformity. But before she could ask any questions, she felt his lips pressing against the tender skin. That small gesture caused a tear to trail down her cheek.
"Fuck...so beautiful..." She let out a gasp as his lips found another one of her scar, but this time, he traced his tongue over it, igniting a moan from her depths. His other hand played over her shoulder, kneading them to ease as she was still tense from anxiety and then it slid over her back to rest on her waist while he went on his crouches beside her.
"My very own amazon," his warm breath caressed the skin just below the gunshot wound which had formed a tight scab from stitching. He placed his lips on the wound, allowing her to register just how beautiful she was in his eyes. It was a moment that triggered all kinds of emotions in her heart.
She was bare before him, displaying all of her pasts and secret, and here was the man she had always imagined herself with, worshipping her wounds and making her feel things she never expected.
It was more of a dream than a reality, and it was a dream that she never wanted to wake up from.
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Stella let herself get lost in the warmth and affection that Matteo showered on her. After his momentary adoration, he hoisted her up in his arms like a bride and led her into the room where he gently placed her on the bed.