He pulls out, almost all the way, before thrusting into me so deeply that it steals my breath. His one hand releases my body and snakes around until his fingers are dancing across my clit, sending me spiraling into darkness that I welcome.
His cock thickens, spreading me almost painfully, to mold around him. My pussy flutters at the thought of him needing me as much as I do him. In this moment, there’s nothing else that exists, just us. Our bodies entwined as pleasure courses through our veins.
Victor pinches my clit until I’m crying out, soaking his cock with my arousal, and with a low feral grunt, he empties himself inside me. I don’t move. My legs shake, my knees buckle, as pleasure courses through me. Victor’s arm wraps around my waist, holding me steady.
As we come down from the high, he places a kiss on my shoulder before he slips from my body. I can feel his release trickling down my inner thighs, and I sigh when I think about allowing my walls to come down, just for this moment in time, and revel in the pleasure he’s bestowed on me.
His talent in seduction has toyed with my emotions, along with my body. After all this time hating him, knowing he’s bad, I find myself wanting that darkness to consume me. If I’m going to die, whether from a weak heart or the man before me, I want to experience everything life has to offer me.
He’s etched his way into my mind, into my heart, and even though I’ve fought him in the beginning, I can feel he’s weakening my defenses. As much as I know he’s done bad things, there’s something human under the cruel façade, and I want to see him break down and show it to me. I want to see the man beneath the veneer.
So, I let myself enjoy the fall.
Down into the darkness, where he’s the one holding onto me.
And I silently admit that I’ve fallen for the Devil.
24
Victor
It’s been forty-eight hours, and I’m at war with myself. She’s been floating around my house like she’s my queen, and I haven’t refused her anything since we came back from seeing Lance Knight. My friend was impressed with her, more than I thought he would be.
He’s offered me things to think about. But one question he proposed has been replaying in my mind since dinner. Do I need a woman by my side as I rule my kingdom? Perhaps. Do I want it to be her? Yes.
Closing my eyes, I attempt to clear my mind, but it’s no use. She’s taken over every part of me, and there’s nothing I can do about it. I have four days to decide what to do with her, and as much as I would love to keep her as mine, there’s still the issue of Rodrigo. He won’t stop until I end his life.
Which makes me wonder if she’s working for him. Women are liars; they play seductive snakes when they want something. And as much as I know Sofía loves her father and offered herself to me as payment for his debt, something still doesn’t feel right.
Unless it’s my consciousness being overworked. Picking up my phone, I tap the name I’ve been thinking about since my gut told me to call him.
“Mr. Cordero,” he answers.
“Guillermo,” I smile, but it’s as fake as the rest of the conversation will be. “I want you at my compound in an hour. It’s time we spoke.”
“I’m not in the country,” he tells me easily. “I’m dealing with business in Cancun.”
“Ah, lovely, I need a vacation. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He sputters, shocked that I even said that I’ll come to him. “But—”
“If you don’t wait for me, I’ll have to get my men to find you, and that’s not something you’d like because they’re not as lenient as I am.” The warning is clear, and he knows it. The man worked for Rodrigo for a few years until he walked out, vowing never to return to the country. If he can’t offer insight into his little niece’s relationship with that asshole, then I’ll just kill him.
“Of course, Victor,” he says. “I’ll be here, we’re at the Ritz.”
“Lovely,” I smile and hang up. Tapping out a message to Javi, I inform him to get the jet ready. We will fly tonight, and I will be taking my captive along for the flight. She’ll get to see her uncle again before I end him.
Pushing up from the chair, I decide to pay her a visit. I don’t knock on her door when I reach it, I push it open to find her naked, toweling her body down as it glistens with water droplets and my cock awakens.
“Victor!”
“Lovely,” I appraise as my gaze drinks her in. “Pack a suitcase, we’re going on vacation.”