Page 87 of Sinner's Perdition


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Her head hits the pillow as she comes, and I thrust right into her. Her arms fly around my back, holding me, pushing me, ripping me apart.

I bite her pebbled nipples, sucking on each one, while rolling the other one between my thumb and forefinger. Her eyes are glazed over, squirming with the need for more, for what I am too eager to give her.

My hands travel down her body, lifting her calf up, spreading her for me. With my hand wrapped around my cock, I guide it to her pussy again. Always ready and wanting me. A potent high I am desperate to climb.

She runs her fingers through my hair and caresses my cheek. Still, even if she trusts me, even if I offer her what her father couldn’t, she’ll fight her desire. But I’ll make sure the part of her that wants to stay with me wins. It’s not even a ploy. I like her happy, and most importantly, I like her mine.

She kisses my lips, whispering, “Take me as you want.”

And I do. Because she’s mine even though she doesn’t want to believe it.

I come inside her and place a kiss on her forehead. As if she forbids herself one more second of connection outside of sex, she rolls from under me.

Chiara goes into the bathroom, and I call my brother and my cousin. To agonize over her swift change of mood would anger me even more. But I’m so fucking used to it by now.

“I’ve located Sergio. It’s hard getting to him when he has the support of the Council of Twelve,” my cousin informs me.

Just what I fucking needed to hear, that one of the oldest and most influential organizations in the world ruling from Italy protects him. “I’ll talk to them.”

“Cato, not even you can get an invitation.”

“We’ll see.”

“We have all the power in the States, yes, but let us seal the power before we bring war to Italy as well.”

“Okay, come home now.”

“On my way, boss.”

***

I change into a suit, and Chiara lies on the bed, her eyes on me, her lips swollen. I’d kissed her until we both were breathless. What this woman does to me. I’m a lost wanderer, pummeling at the gate of her fortress to take mercy on me and let me in.

She rolls out of bed and tugs at my collar, arranging it.

“Looking sexy.”

“I’m sure the guys will think so too.”

She wrinkles her nose, but I see the intention of a smile there. We hear the elevator pinging open, and Aurora calls her name. I am quickly forgotten as she rushes to meet her friend.

“Watch out for the stairs.” I swiftly trail after her.

I have no fucking clue why I thought stairs without a banister would be a good idea. But the thought of her tripping and hurting herself causes a tightness in my chest. I text Lauren to get me someone to build a banister.

I shake hands with Kieran and greet Aurora, keenly aware of the cautious glint in her eyes.

In the elevator on my way out, I wink at Chiara, but she avoids my glance. That’s not the first time she’s pulled that shit in front of her friend. I take some calming breaths. When the elevator doors close, Kieran jerks his chin at me.

“What’s with the anger?”

“That woman.”

“Yes, women affect our sanity, that’s why they live longer,” he says with complete acceptance and seriousness.

I tell him about what my cousin found out.

“It’s for the best that he returns. Starting a war against the Council requires a plan.”

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