Page 67 of Crowned In Blood
She stepped back.
Forward.
Back.
"Marco."
I stalked into her house and slammed the door shut behind me.
Our dance continued until she was pressed against a wall with nowhere to go. I braced my hand above her head, leaned down, and tilted her chin up. Her eyes were wide with a mixture of fear and desire.
"Did you really think I was going to let you get away after you kissed me?" I growled.
"I—"
I gripped her chin harder. "Let me tell you what's going to happen, Catalina. I'm going to kiss you. I'm going to be gentle with you, teach you what a kiss between us feels like. And then, when you've learned, I'm going to devour that sweet little mouth of yours like the starving man you've reduced me to."
She gulped, then, in the sweetest surrender, her eyes drifted closed. Shetrustedme, and it was the most beautiful gift she'd ever given me—until I kissed her.
Her lips were soft, perfect. The way her mouth felt against mine was a type of divinity I didn't deserve.
I struggled not to get lost in her, to take her how I wanted to. But when I felt her gently, tentatively, move her lips against my own, it renewed my strength.
I pulled away and her eyes were half-lidded. I cupped her cheek and kissed her again and again.
I barely pressed my lips to hers, focusing on guiding her. She was killing me, but I'd happily sacrifice my life to something this glorious.
But Ineededmore,wantedmore, and when she gripped my shirt, and her soft breaths grew faster, I knew she did too.
I traced her face with my hands, the only touch I allowed myself to have.
My body ached for her. My soul yearned for her, but I needed her to know that this wasn't just for today. Whether or not she meant it, this would be for the rest of our lives.
But then, she whispered, "Please."
The word went straight to my dick, and every noble thought I had went out the window.
I crushed my lips to hers and she gasped. I gave her a single second to breathe before I took her lips again.
Lifting her against the wall, I pinned her with my body, drinking her in.
I devoured her, nibbled her lips, bit, sucked, and she whimpered, crossing her legs behind my hips. I gathered her hair in my hand, fisting it at the back of her head, and her delectable moan made my cock throb.
Tilting my head, I deepened the kiss, pouring all of my want, my ache, mydesperationfor her into it. Her fingers went into my hair, nails biting into my scalp and neck, and I loved the pain. I hissed, and she made a soft noise of pleasure at the sound.
I kissed her again and again, slipped my tongue into her mouth and she was surprised, but she let me. I explored her, rubbed, teased, licked, and sucked her tongue all while she filled my ears with her delicious moans.
I kissed her until her lips were sensitive and swollen and even then I didn't want to stop. I wanted to rip her shirt off. Wanted her nipples in my mouth while I rammed my cock into her. I was damn near ready to come just from the thought of it.
This woman had me wrapped around her finger and she didn't even know it. I would fall to my knees at a single word, offer my life if it would bring a smile to her face. And that was exactly why I reined myself in.
I forced myself to stop, even as she whimpered, clinging to me, pressing her nails into my back, grinding her hips against my own. I softly,regrettably, broke the kiss.
I couldn't fuck her and leave, and I had to take care of Felipe Alvarez. He'd try to get revenge on Catalina the moment he could, instead of taking it out on her father, all because she bested him, had himliterallyby the balls.
I could protect her outside of her office or her familia's territory. But I had to act independently of her, because if I didn't, she'd try to take care of everything herself again. And I refused to let that happen.
I stared into her eyes, ran my fingers over her cheek, and whispered, "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you."
