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“Listen, baby, there’s a lot of hurt between Romero and me. Years of grief and pain that we’ve buried deep and turned into anger—fuel for our vendettas.” I use the back of my hand to move her brown hair over her shoulder, letting my fingertips stroke across her collarbone. “But the one thing I know without a doubt is that we’re both inlovewith you, Vicenta. We’d do anything to make you happy. I won’t lie and say I don’t want you all to myself—I’m a selfish man and I own that—but I’m selfish enough to take half of your heart if it’s all you’ll give me. If you want us both, we’ll make it work. I’ll make sure of it.”

I kiss her when she opens and closes her mouth, her words getting stuck in her throat this time.

Her fingers dig into my shoulders, her torso twisted as we deepen the kiss. She swallows my groan when her ass grinds down onto my hard cock, making me fist her hair at the nape of her neck and pull her back with it.

“If you don’t stop,Bruja,” I breathe heavily against her mouth, “I’m going to spend the rest of the day between your legs and forget to feed you actual food.”

She stands from my lap, her eyes heated as she bends her arm behind her back. “I don’t need food. I needyou, ‘Varo.”

Her dress falls to the floor between my feet, leaving her in her strapless bra, matching thong, and high heels. A fucking wet dream come to life. She straddles my waist with her knees digging into the sofa cushions as she grinds down on me. Our eyes stay connected as a groan rumbles through my chest.

“You’re my food today.”

I wrap Romero’s rosary beads around my fist and pull her face down to mine, kissing her deeply as my other hand grips her perfect ass. I stand from the seat, taking her with me, but we don’t make it further than the oversized ottoman a few feet away. I drop her down onto it, grinding against her as I roughly kiss her, letting the beads go so I can hold her throat while pulling her bra down, cupping and squeezing her breasts.

I kiss and lick her body, biting her pointed nipples as I move toward her sweet little pussy between her tanned legs.

I lick over her thong, watching as her body bends backward, her moan the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. As I slide her underwear down her legs, she unclips her bra and throws it somewhere across the room, but I stop her when she tries to remove her heels.

“Leave them,Bruja,” I command her as I untuck my shirt and pull it off.

I had this day carefully planned but I should have known that my little witch would switch it all up on me. After all, she did the same to my life. She came in with her beauty and curses, ripping through all the things I knew and understood, rebuilding my world around her.

She sits up, her eyes on my hands as I undo my belt and the zipper of my pants.

“Let me,” she says, reaching for my waist.

My breathing comes rougher as her small hand pulls me free, her eyes coming back up to mine as I look down at her.

“May I taste you, ‘Varo?”

She doesn’t wait for a reply, or maybe she takes my groaned curse as a yes, but when her tongue licks along the underside of my cock, taking the drop of pre-cum from the tip, I see fucking stars.

I fist her hair and slide my cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat where she gags around me. I hiss, getting a taste of heaven as I slide in and out of her perfectly fuckable mouth. When I’m on the edge of coming, I pull out and take her into my arms, denying myself the pleasure of her throat while carrying her to the bedroom.

My lower stomach burns painfully, but I force myself to move away from the cliff of ecstasy and focus onBrujainstead.

I drop her onto the mattress, her breasts bouncing as I move between her legs, picking up where she left off by licking her wet cunt. I hum against her when she rolls her hips. She leans on her elbows, her head tipped back with a guttural groan. As I suck her clit into my mouth, watching her neck roll in ecstasy, I make a vow here and now that if I have to, I will share her, but I will notloseher.

“Alvaro, fuck!” she screams when her climax slams into her, nails scratching against my head as I continue my assault on her clit, loving how her body jerks and spasms.

I move away, flipping her on to her stomach and climbing on to the bed behind her after I rip the rest of my clothes from me. We both moan when I slam into her, lifting her back to my chest and latching onto her neck just above the mark Romero left on her.

The thought of him inside her has me squeezing her breasts. Images of them fucking, their sounds and tangled bodies assault my mind, and suddenly, I picture myselfwiththem.

Our tongues and fingers touching one another as we takeBrujato new heights together.

“Fuck,” I groan at the images in my head.

Vicenta reaches behind us, her fingers digging into the side of my ass as I slam into her, but I slow my movements, not wanting to come quite yet, and pull myself free from her wet heat.

“Lay on your back, baby,” I tell her, squeezing my aching cock before settling between her thighs.

I’m not a fool though, I know shit between me and Romero is too deep to be fixed overnight.Brujais the red string between us, but I also know that we’d do whatever we could to keep her. For five years now, I’ve had a very good reason to hate him for the rest of my life, but since Vicenta infiltrated our lives, I now have a stronger reason to move forward from that anger. If it meansBrujastays in my life, then I’ll work at not wanting to put a bullet in his head each time I see him.

Brujamakes me want to fix shit…or fake it ’til I make it. Either way, I’ll do whatever I need to in order to keep this thing between us.

I slide my cock up and down her wet pussy, taking her lips with mine as I keep this moment from slipping by too fast. Her arms wrap around my head as though she doesn’t want this moment in time to disappear either.

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