Pressing myself between her folds, I meet her father’s furious gaze once more, and when it’s clear he has nothing to say, I thrust myself deep inside her.Fuck.
I grunt as her body strangles my dick like a vise while I simultaneously groan. She’s so goddamn tight. If ever there was a part of me that doubted her innocence before, I sure as fuck do not, now.
Leti sucks in a pained breath, choking back her cry. But she doesn’t ask me to stop. She doesn’t beg.
A single tear slips from the corner of her eye to trail down her nose, and I close my eyes, wishing I could unsee it. This isn’t how I wanted to claim her.
Fighting the urge to rock into her, I turn my attention back to her father, ignoring her wet heat as her warm cunt envelopes my length.
Rubin’s expression is a mixture of shock and rage. I force my lips to lift into a grin. What’s done is done. Leticia is mine now.
“Sign the contract. She’s useless to you now.”
“You ruined her,” he snarls, but his indignation is a front. I can see the satisfaction in knowing she can never inherit written within his gaze.
Ruben clenches the contract in his hand before dropping it to the table where he angrily signs it.
“There, we—“
I cut him off. “Not yet.” It’s taking everything in me not to pump into Leti’s tight body, but I keep myself in control while Adrián retrieves the papers.
Without looking at Leticia, he sets the documents beside her, placing a pen inches from her hand. Beside it, my youngest brother drops another slip of paper. A marriage license I had him acquire earlier today. Sidorov’s agreement was dissolved easily enough.
I won’t be taking any chances.
“Sign it, Leti.”
I place the pen in her hand and release my grip on the back of her neck. Her thin fingers curl around the pen as she slowly lifts from the table. She doesn’t sign right away. Not that I expected her to. She wants to fight me, but what can she possibly hope to win?
This isn’t what we planned, but in the end, it leads to what we both wanted.
Her eyes skim the paperwork, and with a visible swallow, she signs her name on the line I indicate before dropping the pen. She braces her hands on the desk, her skirt falling to cover the space where our bodies connect, and I barely refrain from shoving her back down just so I can stare at my cock buried inside her.
With a deep breath, I pick up the pen and sign my name beside hers. Adrián steps forward to collect the papers, but when his eyes sweep over her, I snarl. He shakes his head before backing away.
“I’ll have everything filed first thing in the morning,” He mutters.
“Good. Now get out. All of you.”
After only a moment’s hesitation, Ruben and his men file out of the room. All of my men, save for my brothers, are quick to follow. “Return to your posts,” Adrián orders, tossing his keys to another man as he lingers at the door.
“What?” I ask. When there are only five of us left in the room, Adrián, Aztlán, and Rio stand stiffly beside one another just inside the door.
“Two of us need to stay with you,” Adrián says, his eyes directed on the floor.
“Not tonight.”
“Family rules,” he reminds me.
I grimace. Since Papá died, no DeAnde goes anywhere without at least two men for backup. It’s a rule I set in place, but given where we are and what I am in the middle of, privacy is my immediate concern.
“Adrián—“
“No.” He’s smart enough not to look at Leticia right now, but there isn’t an ounce of give in my voice. “Rio and I will stand guard just outside the door. Aztlán will return with the others. That is the best I can give you.”
“Fine,” I snap.
With a slight dip of his head, he and the others move to the hallway, closing the door behind them. As soon as we’re alone, I slide myself out of Leticia’s pussy and bite off a curse when I see her blood on my length. I don’t give myself time to dwell on it. Tucking myself back into my pants, I push down the back of her dress before running my hands through my hair and stepping away.
