Antonio’s pov
Her feeble attempts at pushing me away was cute, but I found it satisfying having her struggle against me. Jennita was never the type to fight back. Even in high school, it had been Alessandra who would always protect her from the bullies because it was well known that no matter what was done to her, she would not lay a single finger on her opponent or bully.
In our five years of marriage, I had never laid a single finger on her besides the night she had hurt Alessandra. I never took advantage of her vulnerability as much as I hated how it disgusted me then.
But now, there was this thrill of having her fight her arousal for me while trying to push me away as hard as the mate bond seemed to tug us even closer. Three years, three years of searching for her, what did she thin
