Caught In Her Vengeance - Book 2

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Chapter 47

Catalina - Use Me (Makk Mikkael)

Before Nic could say a word to stop me, I pressed a feverish kiss to his warm lips. Maybe it was the necessity I felt to make him feel better. Or the need to let him feel close to me again, but this thing happening between us wasn't slowing down.

Not for a second. And I didn't want to.

He hummed against my lips as I hooked my fingers into the hem of his shirt. Breaking our connection, I quickly pulled it over his head. Then my mouth was back on his in an instant.

"Wait, wait, wait, Cat," Nic pulled back and gazed up at me with concern swirling in his electric blue eyes. Yet, I couldn't take mine off his lips and how swollen with desire they were. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Of course, he was worried about me—typical Nic.

Instead of answering with my words, I tug my bottom lip between my teeth before reaching down to the hem of my own shirt and ripping it over my head, leaving me in nothing but a black thong. Heat flared in his eyes while they unhurriedly trekked over my naked body.

"Are you sure you want to keep talking when I'm trying to suck you off, big guy?"

I winked before placing another ravenous kiss on his lips. A hungry sound resonated from his hard chest, and his large hands moved to cup my bare ass. I hissed when he painfully curled his fingers into my backside. His fingernails roughly scraped against my delicate skin, causing a pulsing wave of warmth to slam into me.

"I thought so," I quipped.

Slowly dragging my lips downward, I placed fervent kisses on his jaw and over the red lotus flower on the front of his neck. Then I moved to his hard chest, taking my time to taunt and tease each of his pierced nipples. I swirled my tongue in a tiny circular motion before tugging each barbell between my front teeth.

Nic's upper body jerked upward off the pillow beneath him. "Fuck," he hissed, curling his bottom lip into his teeth.

Abandoning my efforts on his delectable chest, I moved down the center of his hard body and traced my tongue over the intricate black ink covering his taut abdomen. I paused and sat back to face him.

"So, are you going to let me?"

"Let you what?" he inquired curiously, and I smiled, hooking my fingers into the seam of his waistband. I playfully tugged a bit, inching them down his tattooed hips.

Kinking my left eyebrow, I lifted my one hand from the band of the black and gray basketball shorts that were hanging low on his taut iliac furrow. And I couldn't help myself from dipping my fingers into the appetizing deepened v-cut grooves that ran along his veiny lower abdomen.

Christ, does he have to look this good? It makes me insatiable. And I need to show him just how badly I want him.

"Make you feel good."

Slowly stroking two of my fingers over the massive bulge growing between us, I crawled further down his body. "Christ, Catalina." He groaned when I leaned down to suck on it through the glossy thin material, wetting them. I coiled my tongue over the blunt tip of him, taking his swollen clothed head into my mouth. My actions elicited another deep growl immersed in a gaping desire to rumble from his heaving chest.

Fuck, my pussy was entirely too wet right now. I wanted his delicious cock inside of me, making me cum hard around it as I screamed for him.

But first... I had other plans. So without waiting any longer I ripped his shorts down his thick ink-covered muscular thighs and got to work.



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Feral animalistic grunts reverberated throughout the bedroom as Nic's thick fingers roughly curled into the back of my head. It only encouraged me more, and I doubled down on my efforts.

Earnestly bobbing my head up and down, his steely shaft, I took as much of him as I thought I could. "Ah, fuck," Nic cursed as I ate another hungry inch, thrusting him further down my throat.

A surge of satisfaction flared through me when I earned the sexiest guttural growl from him. It echoed off the walls around us, and at the stage we were now at, I didn't care about breathing. I just wanted his orgasm.

Fuck that. I needed it. I was starving to taste every last drop of the sexy beast of a man withering beneath me.

Humming around Nic's thick length, my knees dug further into the mattress beneath me as I shoved the very last inch of his fat fucking cock down my tight channel. "Shit, baby." He hissed when I gagged, effectively cutting off my air supply. My own drool dribbled down my chin. And I moaned around him when his heavy hand connected with my bent ass, fingers biting into my hot skin.

"Shit. That's it, baby, just like fucking that."

His hips lifted from the bed, meeting my hastened pace. "Mmm-mmm." Another one of my muffled moans escaped from around him, unfurling my throat, even more, to make room for him. Then I stuck my tongue out, pushing past my gag reflex and taking more than I knew was possible.

"Oh! Fucking, fuck, baby. I'm gonna cum if you keep holding me down your tight fucking throat like that."

Nic's brows drew together as he watched me take even more of him, his mouth completely ajar. I hummed again, tears rolling down my cheeks as I began to choke myself on his thick as fuck cock. "Fuuuck, me," he hissed as I continued to fuck him with my taut throat, and I gazed up at him through hooded eyes.

There was a thin sheen of moisture building on his tightly curled abs, and if my mouth wasn't so fucking full, I'd be licking them right now.

"Oh, shit! That's it, baby." His head lolled back into the pillow when I started making short jerky thrust with my head, rapidly chasing his delicious release. "So. Fucking. Good." Nic's hips flew off the bed, and with a few more choppy thrusts, he was forcefully spilling into my mouth with my name on his lips.

His fingers curled tighter into my hair, guiding me as I hollowed out my cheeks, milking him dry. "Shit. Shit. Shit." he swore under his breath as I continued to bob my head up and down, drinking every last ounce of him.


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Domenico

When I could finally open my eyes again, because Catalina had just sucked my soul through my cock. She was staring up at me with satisfaction splayed across her puffy red lips. As she should.

Holy shit. How was I ever going to let her go again?

I may have been overly optimistic when it came to her, but I wasn't the idiot Salvatore assumed I was. I knew she had no intention of staying with us. She was only here to get what she needed. To settle a score. Then there was no doubt in my mind she was leaving again.

So make her stay, you asshole. Easier said than done...you asshole.

Coming up on her knees, Catalina settled herself between my trembling spread legs. "Ah, you good there," she asked, bringing that same swollen lip between her teeth and smirking. I hummed when she drug her fingers across my bare boneless thighs, eliciting a shiver to wreck through them. Shit. I was done. "Did you hear me, big guy?"

Big guy. The nickname used to drive me crazy. I loathed it when she first began calling me that. It made me feel like she saw me as a big brainless idiot that she could just smart mouth whenever she wanted to be fucked properly.

Now, however, I understood from the way she said it that it was a term of endearment. And I couldn't imagine not hearing it. I had to find a way.

Sitting up, I brought my hand to her hips, pulling her to me. "I'm perfect, but now it's my turn." I told her, and before she could protest, I slammed my mouth to hers. I knew she was going to tell me not to because she was on her period or whatever, but I didn't give a fuck. I wanted my girl.

My lips shifted down to the nape of her neck, and Then I moved to suck her perfectly tanned skin into my mouth. "Nic." She hissed when my teeth grazed over her collarbone.

I released her with an audible pop, a red mark already began forming on her unblemished skin, and the beast inside me was clawing to take over. "Yes?" I asked, and before she could answer. I leaned forward and took her plump bronze nipple into my mouth, earning another moan.

"Please."

That was all I needed to hear. Her head fell back as my tongue lashed at her pebbled flesh before I sucked it into my mouth with purpose. I wanted my mark everywhere.

I rolled us over so that I was on top of her. "Please, what, baby?" I asked and I reached down to prop each of her thighs on the saddle of my hips. She was only in a black thong, and it was taking everything for me not to rip it off of her and fuck her now.

"Seriously, are you really gonna make me beg after that blow job I gave you?"

"It wasn't that great." I lied.

"Really? Because I saw your eyes roll back a good ten times before you shouted my name loud enough for the whole house to hear. Hmm, I wonder if the others heard what I did to you," she giggled and wiggled her brows as a smug smirk spread across her full lips. "You think they're jealous?"

"I don't care what they are," I told her earnestly. "I'm the one who's going to be fuckimg you." I flatten my hand over her stomach, skating it up the center of her sexy little body. "I'm the one who will be leaving my mark on you." Her breathing picked up as I took her nipple between my fingers, tugging on it. "Me." I pinched, causing her to hiss. "Understand."

"Oh, God. Yes, I understand," she breathed, wetting her lips and drawing me to them. I slammed my mouth to hers hard.

Things started quickly heating up between us once again, and I soon began moving my hips back and forth, stroking my bare cock over the soaked triangled material between her legs. "Now. Tell. Me. What. You. Want." I demanded between kisses.

Her fingers raked through my hair, and I kissed her harder. "Fuck..." she hissed between breaths, moving her perfect little pussy against me. "You... I want you to fuck me."

A satisfied groan tore through me, and I wasted no time ripping off the rest of her clothes. "Wait!" her hands came to my chest, stopping us and pushing me away. "I'm still bleeding."

Huffing through my nose, I shook my head and sat back on my knees. This woman. I quickly glanced around the room until I found what I was looking for. Then I jumped up and grabbed the discarded towel from the floor.

I crawled back between her legs and placed it beneath her. "There. Problem solved."

"The mess isn't what I'm worried about." she scrunched her nose in disgust. "It's how you'll look at me after."

"Do you think that I give a shit that you're bleeding right now? Because I don't," I told her truthfully. "I want to fuck what's mine." Of course, it was presumptuous to speak that way, but I didn't care. I needed her to know where I stood. That she could tried to run away but I wasn't going to let her. "If that's what you still want."

"You know it is," she whispered. I didn't. But maybe if she kept saying it I'd believe her...maybe she would too. She shook her head. "But Liam alway—" I grabbed her by the jaw, cutting her off. Then I curled my fingers into her cheeks. Not painfully, but enough to get my point across.

"What did I just say about other people?"

"That you don't care about anyone else," she breathed, wetting her lips. "It's just you."

"Only me."

"Only you," she repeated. I wasn't usually this territorial but she did something to me.

"Okay then stop being a little brat and shut up so I can fuck you like we both want me to." I smiled down at her, and she nodded.

Pressing a kiss to her lips, my hands caressed over her entire body. I got completely lost in her. But that was nothing new. When I finally came up for air, I could tell she was holding her breath when I shifted one of my hands to remove her tampon. "Breathe," I told her, tugging on the string between her legs.

She threw an arm over her face and groaned, scrunching her nose as it dislodged itself. I grinned and rolled my eyes, tossing it into the wastebasket near her nightstand. Her ex was a fucking piece of shit for a lot of things. And we'll just add making her think the way she was thinking to the list.

But if she gave me an opportunity, a real one.
I'd show her differently. Make her feel valued. Be sure she knew her fucking worth every day she allowed me to earn her love again. Because that was the end goal.

Her love.

Possessing it. Defending it. Owning it.

Removing her arm, she looked up at me as though she could read my mind. "Kiss me, Nic." And who the fuck was I to deny her. I pressed my lips to hers and gave her what she asked for. She opened for me, letting my tongue slip between her lips as I took myself into my hand. "Yes." she hissed as I began stroking myself back and forth between her sopping folds. Fuck. I needed inside her.

Her tan legs locked around my waist as things got more heated. Wet sounds began sloshing between us. "Oh, God. Nic, fuck me, please. I can't wait anymore." I pushed forward, filling her in one feverish thrust, and I nearly came on the spot. She felt so fucking good. She always did. "Fuck! Yes!" Her nails dug into my shoulders, and I pulled back, filling her to the halt over and over.

Pressing my forehead to hers, I hooked one of her legs into my arm and lifted it to my shoulder. Her walls immediately tightened around me, squeezing my cock as I roughly thrusted myself in and out of her. Fuck. I didn't know how long I was going to last. I was still sensitive from her handy work earlier, and I was going to blow any second.

"Oh shit, I'm so close," she moaned, legs beginning to tremble in my hold.

Lifting two fingers to her mouth, I swept over her lips as I pounded into her pretty little pussy. "Open," I told her and she readily complied. "Suck." And she did with the same vigor as she had my cock. With A satisfied smirk I pulled my fingers free of her mouth, and pressed it to her clit, making tight coils against it. "Come for me, baby."

"Oh, fuck," Catalina screamed, spilling over, and I soon followed behind her pressing my lips to hers.

When we finally caught our breaths, I unlatched myself from her, loving the sated state I'd put her in.

"Oh my God," she threw a hand over her face after taking one look at me. I looked down at the mess we made and there was a red tint covering my lower abdomen and thighs. She needed to get over that.

"Come on," I grabbed her other hand as I got off the bed. "Let's shower."

Sighing, she reluctantly followed me to the bathroom, where we cleaned each other, only to get dirty again...and again...and again. I didn't care who heard either because right now—for her, there was only me.

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