Seeking Vengeance🔖

~15~ Blames

She moaned as he sucked her neck. She was worried about getting a hickey but she was too engulfed by the heat of the moment. She gasped as he unclapsed her bra and slid it off her in one swift motion, baring her pointy nipples to the cold. Her lacy underwear was ripped in the same manner and all this seemed to increase her need for him. Hovering over her once again, he kissed her lips passionately. They tangled into each other in the sheets as their tongues tangled in their mouths.

She groaned as his lips left hers and went to that soft spot on her neck again. She moaned, squirming under his touch as he explored her body with his hands. He attacked her jaw and neck with his kisses trailing down to her slender collar bones. He kissed down to stomach and back up, growling as he did, sending shivers running down her spine.

Her back arched on its own accord as he began to suck her nipples. She moaned his name. His mouth worked it's magic on one breast while his hand played with the other and vice versa. She moaned and latched unto his back fearing she might reach the pinnacle of pleasure just from this.

Alcina stopped reading as she wondered if what writers wrote was always true. She read the lines again. His mouth worked it's magic on one breast while his hand played with the other and vice versa. She moaned and latched unto his back fearing she might reach the pinnacle of pleasure just from this.

Would someone have an orgasm just cause her nipples were being sucked? That was a little too far-fetched. She wondered if she might try that out someday. She found herself blushing from the thought.

She was sprawled on her huge bed reading the book. Elizabeth had given it to her the previous day and not wanting the drama of the previous day, she busied herself with the book. After Julian had yelled at all five of them, after cleaning almost all the cars in the garage and the thirty minute talk from Alfredo about respect and the disadvantages of pranks -if there was such a thing- she wasn't ready to go through that episode with the boys. So to contain her boredom, she was reading a book.

Yes, she couldn't believe it herself. She was reading a book.

Alcina had on only a tank top and underwear, she felt it was more comfortable that way. But she had the blanket beside her to cover herself immediately, if someone were to barge into the room.

Kris was out on a date with David and here she was, stuck indoors. Leonardo wouldn't let her six feet out of the building, it made her wish Giovanni would be six feet under by the snap of her fingers. But sadly such didn't happen in our world. She'd given up on fantasy genre of books years back, in such stories the characters take care of their problems by snapping their fingers. That just wasn't applicable.

"Alcina! Alcina!". Someone flung her door open and she desperately scrambled for the blanket. Once safe she yelled at the intruder.

"What the hell Chris?"

"Your.. your friend". He gasped panting. She raised a brow at him.

"David called. She was shot". He heaved out.

"Who was shot?"

"Kris dammit. You're so slow. It's all over the news already. Some masked men pulled their guns right outside the cinema and opened fire. They were in an suv. A lot of people were injured"

"What?". Was all she could manage to gasp out.

"Leonardo's waiting for you".

"Go wait for me, I'm coming". She choked on her words as she sobbed. Poor Kris. This was all her fault. It was no doubt Giovanni's men. The tears poured freely once he left the room. She dashed off to put on a pair of jeans and a jacket. She bit back sobs as she shimmied into the trousers. She put on her trusty converse. And opened the door and found Christopher pacing.