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My jaw firmed. “He was not a nice man. But I had a home with Abuela and Valentina. Until Cristian took over father’s organization. He resented us, our family. Maybe if I hadn’t left him alone with father, things would have been different. But he always had a sadistic streak, even as a child. I wanted nothing to do with him. He scared me, so I stayed away.”
“What did he do?”
“He sold Valentina.” The dark memory left me on a strained whisper. I remembered the night the men had come to take her from our home, remembered the agony of Cristian’s beating when I tried to fight to keep my sister. “She was fourteen. He traded her for money, for bribes to secure his place as father’s successor. Well, he said it was for money. He did it to punish me. To punish both of us for our happy childhood. One that had been denied him.”
Her features drew tight with horror, but I couldn’t stop myself from finishing my confession. “Abuela died nine months later,” I said bitterly. “Breast cancer. She didn’t even try to fight to survive it. Not after losing Valentina. She left me alone. With Cristian.”
Cupping my scarred cheek in her hand, Samantha leaned up into me and lightly pressed her lips to mine. For a moment, my mouth was tense beneath hers; a hard, anguished slash. Then I released my pain on a long groan, and I opened for her. She’d never initiated a kiss like this. I was always the one to claim her. Her tender treatment made my chest tighten. My fingers threaded in her hair, pulling her closer. My tongue swept into her mouth, and I devoured her like a starving man.
Her hands went to my shirt, tearing at the buttons as though she was desperate to touch my bare, scarred body. She didn’t find the marks disgusting. She caressed them, tracing them. Her gentleness incited a rougher hunger within me, and my cock stiffened for her. I finished stripping out of my clothes and settled my body over hers on the bed, loving the feel of her delicate frame trapped beneath mine, nothing separating us.
“I want you, Andrés,” she gasped when I broke our kiss so we could both draw in much-needed air. “Don’t make me beg. I want to give this to you. I want to give myself to you.”
I pressed my forehead to hers, so we exchanged each ragged breath. “You don’t have to beg, sirenita. You just have to say yes. I need to know that you want me. Let me in.”
Tears spilled down her cheeks, but she wasn’t crying from fear or pain. “Yes,” she whispered. “Please, Andrés.”
Her soft plea made something expand in my chest, and my cock jerked against her hip. “Samantha,” I rasped her name and lined my aching shaft up with her slick entrance. “Do you feel what you do to me? You are so perfect.”
I pressed my cockhead into her wet opening. Stars burst across my vision as her tight sheath gripped me, and she whimpered in discomfort. I couldn’t stop myself or slow my progress. I had to claim her, to mark her with my seed.
I stroked her cheek with one hand and reached between us with the other, playing with her nipples to give her the little bites of pain that always drove her wild. Her whimper turned to a high whine, and her inner muscles relaxed as her arousal grew, easing my progress as I penetrated her in a steady slide.
Once I was fully seated inside her, I paused to allow her to adjust to my size. Her core contracted, struggling between pushing me out and welcoming me in. She touched the mark that had ruined my face again, tracing the furrow with her fingertips. I closed my eyes as bliss rolled over me. A shiver ran through my entire body, and my cock jerked inside her.
I withdrew slowly, using aching care with her untried body. I knew the moment my cockhead dragged across her g-spot. Her tight pussy relaxed, opening for me. Emboldened, she wrapped her legs around my hips and dug her heels into my ass, pulling me back inside her.
A rumbling shout left my lips at her shocking movement. I grasped her wrists, pinning them over her head with one hand while my other played with her breasts more harshly.
I pumped my hips faster and harder, clinging to my control by a thread. I struggled to hold back, not wanting to damage her perfect body.
“More,” she begged, rocking her hips up to meet my thrusts. “Please, Andrés…”
Her pleading triggered me. With a snarl, my control snapped. I started fucking her in harsh, possessive strokes. My hand tightened around her wrists, pinning her beneath me so she couldn’t escape.
She cried out, welcoming more. Her entire body tensed, her legs shaking around me.
“Come for me, sirenita,” I ground out, the order barely intelligible.
She let go, her cunt squeezing my cock as she reached completion. Her scream mingled with my wild roar, and I spilled my seed deep inside her, branding her.
I held myself inside her as I emptied my cum into her. Our shaking and spent bodies remained locked together as my lips crashed down on hers. The kiss seared my soul, marking her as mine, even as I realized she’d claimed me, as well.
Chapter 16
I didn’t lock Samantha to the bed the next morning, deciding to let her sleep late without disturbing her. I no longer feared that she would try to leave me. Besides, the elevator was still barred to her, so I didn’t really have to worry about her escaping. Soon, Lauren would bring her the morning after pill and birth control shot. She’d make sure Samantha was fed and cared for.
Something clenched inside me at the idea of giving her the pill, but my rational mind told me that taking risks was beyond foolish.
I buried the discomfort as my driver pulled my car up to Cristian’s building. I intended to find a way to convince him that Samantha was on the verge of cooperating, and I just needed a little more time. He’d granted me a reprieve yesterday, but I didn’t expect it to hold long enough for me to convince Samantha that she had to comply with his demands. I wouldn’t force her, but I had to make her cooperate, for her own good. I wouldn’t allow any harm to come to her, no matter how stubborn she could be.
Unfortunately, Cristian wasn’t home. Or if he was, he lied and refused to see me. I wouldn’t put it past him to make me stew in my fear for Samantha for a few more days, at least.
Frustrated, I left to return to my penthouse. I didn’t have much choice in the matter, and I wanted to see Samantha. I’d only left her an hour ago, but I needed to hold her to ease my worry. I needed to feel her soft body against mine and know she was safe from my brother.
As soon as I entered my building, the familiar sound of her scream chilled my bones. I didn’t have time to wonder what she was doing on the ground floor. Blind panic flooded my mind, and I raced toward the sound of her terror.
A man was on top of her, pinning her slight body against the marble. She wore only one of my shirts, and he groped beneath it. His dick was exposed, pressing against her ass as he sought to violate her thrashing form.
