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T H R E E : C I T Y O F L O V E

A/N: Finally to a chapter from Kat's POV. The next couple chapters will be a flashback to show a bit of what happened before the present time in the story line. Enjoy ^_^

Also, smut in this chapter and I know what you're thinking, Holy cow this early in the story? Yup! But you'll see why once you read it ;)

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T H R E E : C I T Y O F L O V E

FOUR MONTHS EARLIER—
Paris, France

K A T A R I N A

Right now I've got a dark haired hunk of a man's face in between my legs doing unimaginable things with his mouth.

The way he moves his tongue and sucks at my folds, like he's trying to get drunk off of drinking all of my essence. It's literally is driving me crazy—with ecstasy. I let out the most satisfied moan and bury my fingers in his hair, pulling at the root.

He groans against me and the vibration on my sensitive bundle of nerves makes my legs twitch and tighten. God I'm loving this so much. This is just what I've needed after a long week of training.

When I've reached my climax and scream out his name—even though I don't know what it is, it only comes out in a mumble of incoherent letters—I arch my back up and indulge in this leg shaking orgasm. My God this man knows how to please me.

My eyes are closed as I come back down from my high and attempt to regulate my breathing. That's interrupted when I feel him climbing up my body, leaving wet spots from his kisses on my skin. I can feel the goosebumps they leave behind and I shiver.

"You like this Katarina? You want me to give it to you the way you like it?" he groans against my neck as he gently bites down on the skin, teasing me.

"Yes, fuck me hard and fast. I want to scream your name for everyone to hear," I beg him and I can feel his smile against my skin.

"As you wish," his voice is low and seductive. It's driving me crazy. When he does that, his accent is thicker and I just want to melt beneath him.

When he slams his monstrous cock inside me and begins to give it to me in the way I like, the way I crave, I immediately begin to feel the build up. I know that I'm going to achieve multiple orgasms as he fucks me like a beast would his mate.

He kisses me passionately as he buries himself inside me and I wish I could see his face clearer. I only know who it is by his voice and tattoos that cascade over his delicious olive-toned skin.

Just as I'm about to achieve my mind blowing orgasms and scream his name, I hear the obnoxious sound of church bells. They keep going and going and I wish they'd shut up. They're interrupting my moment with this man—this god.

I look up at the man above me and he grabs my face softly as he kisses me slowly. I try to ignore the loud bells ringing in the background but it's no use.

"Wake up Katarina, it's time to get up," he speaks but it's not his voice. It's someone else.

Suddenly I'm ripped from my dream and sit up straight to my brother Jason Fitzgerald, standing in my bedroom doorway looking at me amused. I hear the church bells of the Cathedral of Notre Dame going off outside and grimace at the loud noise. Why did we have to get a place so close to it?