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“Jesus…Mateo.” Her hands find their way into my hair before they pull tightly on my strands. She begins riding my face, undulating over my tongue over and over. I use both hands to widen her thighs further so I can lick up all of her slick moisture and suck on her tight, hard little nub. I slide one of my fingers inside her tight wet core, and it automatically clenches down. She’s close; I can tell by how ragged her breathing is getting. I know she has to be sore from how rough Theo was with her. The knowledge that she just took one of my best friend’s cock, exciting me further and making my dick painfully hard in my pants.
Mia on fire is devastating to my heart. I wonder what’s pushing her so quickly to the edge. Is it me on my knees devouring her? The knowledge that I’m eagerly swallowing her and Theo’s combined cum, or maybe a combination of both?What will you give to have her?The thought drifts through my mind. The answer is immediate…Everything, I will give up everything for her.
Groans are leaving my lips, despite me trying to restrain them so that we don’t give the others a heads-up about what we’re doing in here. I slip another finger into her channel and pull my glistening mouth away from her pussy. “Cover your mouth with your hand,mami; I don’t want them to hear what I’m doing to you. Your cries are for my ears only.”
I watch as she wraps the palm of her hand across her delectable lips, and a harsh groan is muffled behind it. I return my lips to her clit, taking turns sucking it and pulling it between my lips. Slipping another finger into her core, she rides my three digits, fucking herself at a rapid tempo and causing her pussy to weep down my fingers to the palm of my hand.Fuck, she’s so wet and juicy right now.I move my tongue to lap up all of her slick moisture, her taste exploding in my mouth and causing my eyes to roll back in my head.
Her chest and body are shaking erratically, her body tenses, her internal muscles tightening, trapping, and clenching on my fingers as she finds her release. A gush of cum slips over my lips and tongue and trails down my chin.Fuck…I need inside of her. My cock is so painfully hard in my jeans that it’s threatening to poke a hole right through.
I release my hold on her and return to a standing position. I grasp her hard by the hip, pull her up against the vanity, bend her forward entirely over the counter, and sink. She’s still in a state of euphoria, coming down from her orgasm, and I mean to give her another one. I quickly unbutton my jeans, pull down the zipper, and I’m sliding into her deeply in one go. I grab onto the back of her neck, forcing her upper body flush with the counter, and start a tortuous rapid rhythm of pounding into her.
A cry leaves her lips, whether in pain or passion or maybe both, I don’t know, but the sound has me losing complete control. I pound mercilessly into her clenching, slick hole, the sounds of our bodies coming together loud and echoing through the small room. I lick my lips, her taste an aphrodisiac I can’t get enough of.
“Fuck, yes, Mia. Take my cock.” I groan. “Look at your tight little pussy swallowing all of me, taking me down to the root. This pussy is mine, Mia, regardless of another man’s cum being inside it.” My breath is leaving me in short pants, and her little whimpers and moans are making my orgasm want to shoot down my spine and out of my hard dick, but I want her to go with me.
I slip my hand around her hip and trail my fingers over her swollen hard nub, letting my fingers thrum over her like I would a guitar. “Mateo…oh my God, Mateo.” She releases her hand from her mouth as she gasps my name. “I’m…holy fuck… I’m going to cum.” She lets out a whimper before her whole body seizes tight, and her mouth goes slack. I watch her come undone, and just like that, I know it’s what I’ll live my life for, moments like these when she’s just mine. When my name is the prayer on her lips, I would give up everything, I would set the world on fire to hear her continue to say my name in that breathless way.
Fire races through my veins, and then there’s no stopping the orgasm that has my nuts tightening and my cum racing to shoot out of me and into her clenching hole. I lean forward and bite down hard on her naked shoulder to restrain the shout that leaves my lips. My body is slick and covered in a sheen of sweat as I press tightly against hers. A scream leaves her lips, and I’m not quite quick enough to put my hand over her mouth to contain it.Those fuckers definitely heard that.
I close my eyes tightly to try to slow my breathing down and get myself under control. She’s still shaking underneath me, her perfect pussy clenching and milking my cock of every last drop. When finally I think I can breathe without taking in ragged gasps of air, I lift off of her and slip out of her warmth. I watch as my cum, follows the path my cock just took and drips out of her swollen pussy and to the stone floor between her legs. Satisfaction fills me at the sight, and if it weren’t for the fact that she’s sore between Theo fucking her raw and me just doing the same thing in a matter of hours, I would take her again. My cock is already hardening, needing no time in between fucking her and wanting to do it immediately again. Mia’s cunt is where he craves to make his home.
I watch as she opens those beautiful eyes, pulls herself up from the counter, and stares at me through the mirror. She looks a bit dick drunk, her eyes dilated and unfocused. A deep flush of red skates up her neck and over her cheeks, and her beautiful blonde hair is an absolute mess. She has never looked sexier to me. My gaze lands on the imprint of my teeth on her shoulder, and a smirk makes its way across my lips.
“Was that necessary?” Mia smirks back at me through the mirror, a delicate eyebrow raised in question.
“Don’t know what you mean, my love.” I step back, pull my pants up, and force my semi-hard dick into the confines with regret.
Mia shakes her head, looks over her shoulder at the new imprint of teeth on her skin, and growls at me. “You fuckers have to stop leaving teeth prints on me. I’m not a God damn bone.”
“I would say I’m sorry, Mia.” I shrug. “But I’m not, so I won’t lie.” I lean forward and kiss the imprint of my teeth on her shoulder. “It’s not my fault you take my cock so perfectly, and I can’t control myself when I’m inside of you.”
She shoves me away from her body with a growl, wipes her upper thighs with a hand towel and bends to pick Finn’s shirt from the floor, slipping it on. With an irritated look in my direction, she opens the door, slips out, and slams the door behind her. I drop my head,fuck…I don’t know whether to laugh or fucking cry. Damn, I didn’t even finish tending to her wounds before I went ahead and gave her another one.
I can’t resist her. I haven’t been able to right from the first moment I saw her in the Casbury Prep courtyard. I stare back at myself in the mirror. The thought that has plagued my waking thoughts the last couple of days enters my mind.You still don’t even know who she is, and you’re already gone for her.She came here to hurt us, to destroy us, and we are no closer to determining who she is.
I’m completely gone for a stranger that came here with intentions to hurt me. I need to remedy that; I need to know who she is or was and why she came here with intentions to destroy us. I can’t let myself fall any further for her.
Chapter 20
Mia
“It is better to be feared than loved, if you cannot be both” Niccolo Machiavelli
Thefrustrationofthelast couple of days are starting to get to me. There are way too many people in this house, all of them getting on my damn nerves. Even Raegan and Isabella are no longer immune to my displeasure.I know, I know…I am a petty ass spoiled bitch…but seriously, fuck my life.
I lift my eyes and track my sister across the room. We are in the living room trying to do homework or online school learning, in the case of Isabella. Grandma Stella sent down the demand; even though we are confined to this house, none of us are immune from completing school work and graduating. She didn’t even excuse the guys. They are all on her shit list too. Carter tried his charm on Stella and wasted his time; she’s irate with him especially.
I watch for the fourth or fifth time in the last hour as Isabella sneaks a peek at Diego from underneath her lashes with mounting anger. It would be bad enough thatshe’sinterested in the dick, but I’ve caughthimstaring at her too. I’m starting to get the feeling that the reason that fucker won’t leave has nothing to do with me and everything to do with my beautiful but irresponsible, likely to get herself sent to a convent by Stella, sister.
My eyes trail across the rest of the room’s inhabitants; we are all prisoners here in one way or another. Except for Raven, who, much like Diego, refuses to leave my house. My eyes narrow on his blond head, he’s bent over his laptop, but I know his eyes are not on the screen but on my bestie, Raegan. She, on the other hand, seems to be oblivious to his attention.God, give me the strength not to murder these damn fools.
I let my eyes drift to Theo. He’s working on the kitchen island instead of in the living room with the rest of us. I ensured that he is always in my direct sightline, no matter what space we are in. I’m sure it pisses him the fuck off, but I don’t care. A compromise to being self-imprisoned in his room. He hasn’t spoken more than a hand full of sentences since he fucked me into the ground three days ago. The threat I made to have the guys once again force him out of his room has at least worked to get him to come down for meals and get him to shower, but he’s still keeping his distance from all of us.
He’s still experiencing horrific nightmares. We can hear his shouts of pain through the walls. The desire to go in there every night to try to comfort him is there, but he doesn’t seem to want my or his fellow kings’ comfort. The dark shadows under his eyes tell me that he’s barely sleeping, and if I weren’t forcing him to eat, he probably wouldn’t do that, either. I want him to speak to a professional, but when I mentioned it yesterday, he put his fist through the sheetrock in the hallway and stalked off down to the backyard, only coming back when Tom went to find him.
I shake my head and try to focus on my American history paper, the words looking like little ants on the screen of my MacBook. I’m exhausted. I’m barely sleeping, not eating well, and stressed to the max. Thoughts of where Vincent may be hiding plague me. I’m having nightmares of him getting his hands on Theo again and killing him this time. Rage fills me every single time I think of the psychopath. I want him dead, and despite Manuel Cabano’s men and my grandmother’s sources looking for him, he hasn’t been spotted again.
Yesterday, Tom notified us that another one of Vincent’s lackeys was found outside of Casbury’s town limits with a bullet to the back of his skull. This one’s name was Ryat. At the mention of his name, Theo ran from the room, and we could hear him retching in the powder room. Whoever this piece of shit Ryat was, he had a hand in hurting Theo. I hope he rots in the flames of hell for all eternity.
