Caught In Her Vengeance - Book 2

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Chapter 22
Catalina

The feral growl that ripped from Nic's chest when he feverishly took my nipple into his mouth sent a wave of heat straight to my needy core. My robe had completely slipped off my shoulders, and the top of my body was completely exposed to him.

I couldn't help but shudder in his possessive hold and let my head fall back. Sighing his name under my breath, I ground my hips into his and felt him grow harder by the second. I knew he was trying to help by having me talk, but I wasn't ready. I just needed to forget, and right now, he was helping me—just as Salvatore did. "Nic," I moaned. Arching my back, I offered him more of myself and earned another fervent growl. The vibrations rippled against my skin, causing gooseflesh to erratically disperse throughout my entire body.

Voraciously, I leaned forward and reached out to grab onto his messy raven hair to pull him closer, but he was too quick. With his mouth still latched to my breast, he caught my wrist mid-air like some sexy insatiable tattooed ninja. Fuck, that's hot.

Moving my hips in a circular motion and grinding my bare pussy into the steel cock through his pants, I watched Nic take my nipple between his teeth and gently bite down onto it. Crying out in pleasure, I ogled lustfully at the delicious Italian man beneath me. He groaned, and his eyes locked with mine. Maneuvering my body backward, he snatched my arms and used a single hand to bound both my wrists at the top of my sore ass. Then he brought his other large hand to the back of my neck and slowly fastened each of his thick fingers to the sides of my throat, holding me in place.

Slightly jerking forward, I shivered when I felt his mouth leave my chest. He slowly grazed his teeth across my skin while licking and sucking his way back up to my lips—curling his fingers into my neck and devouring me as though there was nothing else he wanted to do. "Please."




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Domenico


Lost. I quickly found myself lost in the taste of her sweet skin and the softness of her full lips—Everything about her. So I relinquished control and gave in to Catalina's demands. If she wanted me to help her forget, I would help her forget.

"Please."

I growled, listening to her needy plea before flipping us so that she was on her back, beneath me.

Tearing my lips from hers, I sat back on my knees and stared down at the woman I'd do anything for. I wanted to memorize her. The gorgeous flush of her sun-kissed cheeks, the lust in her beautiful amber eyes. Not like this. The voice in my head nudged me to stop, but I recklessly pushed it away. She was mine again, at least for the moment, and I wasn't going to fuck that up. "Hmm," I groaned. Bringing my hand to her toned tan legs, I slowly ran my hands up her thighs. She shivered, tugging that fucking lip between her teeth again, and my dick grew two goddamn sizes. "We shouldn't," I whispered to myself, shaking my head, my words low but judging by the defiant look in her honey gaze. It was loud enough for her to hear.

Instead of agreeing like we both knew she should've. Catalina parted her legs and brought a hand between them. She used her fingers to spread her glistening folds, teasing me with her pretty pink pussy. I cursed when she utilized her free hand to play with herself. The little vixen pressed the tip of her finger to her clit and made quick circles, moaning my name. She was trying to fucking kill me. "Catalina, we should talk. Sex isn't going to solve this." Gaining some self-control, I tore my eyes away from her clenching pussy. I needed to focus on her face before I ended up burying my head between her quivering thighs, eating her sweet sopping cunt until she came on my tongue over and over and over again.

"I don't wanna talk," she whined. Her body quivered as her mouth formed the perfect 'O', and her eyes rolled back. Groaning, I ran a hand over my aching cock and squeezed hard, trying to control myself though she wasn't making it easy.

"Seriously, Cat."

"I am being serious, Nic," she moaned. I cursed and tried my hardest to keep my eyes on her face, but I let them fall back between her trembling legs. I am weak—so fucking weak. Grunting under my breath, I watched as she dipped two fingers into herself and took in the gripping way her pussy clung to them as she moved them in and out of her tight hole. I needed to stop her before I completely lost control. This wasn't about me.

Growling, I grabbed her wrist and pinned both her hands to the side of her head. "I'll make a deal with you, little one," I rasped into her ear and ground myself into her bare pussy. "You talk," thrusting my clothed cock against her engorged clit for good measure, then I pulled back to grin down at her, "and I'll give you what you want." She looked up at me with stunned eyes before she let out a strangled groan like she was trying to fight against what her body wanted. "No?" I shrugged. "Okay, then let's get to bed," and rolled off her.

"What?" Catalina shrieked beside me in disbelief. I snickered, watching as she huffed out of bed and glared down at me.

"You heard me," I yanked one of her pillows from the head of her bed, then propped it behind my head and stared up at her with a smirk. "No talk. No cock," reaching down, I grabbed my still extremely hard dick through my pants and groaned to get my point fully across. Her eyes narrowly followed, and she let out a frustrated growl, then yanked her robe up over her shoulders and crossed her arms over her now covered chest. I hated to do it, but sex wasn't the answer. Now, if she wanted to talk to me, I'd reward her with as many orgasms as her sexy little body would allow. "Come on. It's late. Let's go to bed."

"Excuse me, this is my bed, and if you aren't planning on fucking me in it, you can go. I don't need a fucking cuddle buddy."

Two can play that game, baby girl. Ignoring Catalina, I kicked off my pants then threw my shirt on the floor, leaving me in nothing but my black briefs. I bit back a smile, not missing the way she licked her lips as her lustful eyes scanned over my half-naked body as I crawled up her bed to ready myself for sleeping. Because if she wasn't talking, then we weren't fucking. Even though it'd piss her off, I wasn't leaving either, not after seeing her thrashing around like that in her sleep.

"Umm, hello?"

"Hi," I grinned, pulling the cover over my body then turning to my side to face her. If she thought she was going to win this one, she had another thing coming. Now that I had my wits about me, I had a plan, and I wouldn't let her detract me again. "Training begins in a few hours, and unless you want to be dead on your ass tomorrow, I suggest you get your butt in the bed now."

"But..."

"Now." I snapped, done playing this game with her. She threw me a death glare before marching over to her dresser and grabbing an oversized t-shirt and shorts. After throwing them on, she huffed, turning back to look at me.

"You're a real asshole," she threw her hands up, "you know that, right?"

"Yup, I've been called worse," I winked at her before pointing to the empty spot beside me. "Bed. Now." Clenching her already tight jaw, she shook her head before angrily huffing 'fine' and finally crawling into bed with me. Funny, she thought she had a choice. Without another word, she plopped down in front of me, leaving a good foot between us. Snorting, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling and swore under my breath before wrapping an arm around her tiny waist and pulling her back to my chest.

"Hey," she tried to wiggle free of my hold, but I just smacked her on the ass hard enough to make her yelp.

"Sleep."

"Okay, jeez, I'm done!" Catalina hissed and bent her head back to narrow her eyes at me before turning to face away from me, "God, you don't have to be so mean about it."

She soon relaxed her head into my chest. I laid awake and watched her shoulder rise and fall as her breaths became shallow and evened out. I then absentmindedly stroked a hand through her hair, thinking of how to get her to open up to me. My simple gesture became purposeful when she leaned into my hand and whimpered in her sleep seeking out my touch. I wanted to provide her with any amount of comfort that I could while she slept in my arms. I needed her to feel safe with me again. Some would call me stupid for caring for the woman who nearly broke me when she left. But I loved Catalina, even her mistakes—especially her mistakes. They belonged to me because they belonged to her, and she was mine.

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