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A low rumble emerged from his throat, making her smile at him from the bed.
“You’re so fuckin’ crazy…”
She shrugged. “I don’t see anything wrong with that in our world.”
He paused, probably overthinking her mentioning being a part of his world.
“I can’t have you in my world, Cat. This will only end badly.”
“How much worse can things get, Demon? I’ve already been through hell and back. Help me forget. Just for tonight.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
How much more could he take? Cat tasted just as sweet as he’d fantasized about in the past three years. Maybe even longer than three years. Fuck.
He needed to do right by her. She’d been kidnapped, almost raped, and she’d even killed two men. He still needed to hear how she succeeded in taking out two bikers.
No matter how tough and strong she wanted him to believe she was, he saw right through her. Cat not only needed him to fuck her senseless and make her forget. She wanted something he couldn’t give her. She wanted to consume him. To own him like he already owned her. He couldn’t, though. Tonight had proved he’d been right all along in keeping his distance.
But damn.
When she’d opened her strong thighs and gave him a glimpse of her glistening pussy, he’d been gone for. Her sweet scent had lured him in, drawn him close enough to dip his tongue in her honey.
With her pussy juice still coating his tongue, he realized he’d already stepped out of line.
“I don’t think—”
She whirled on him, pushing him back against the musty sheets. Before he could stop her, she already sat on top of him, her wet pussy lips staining his shirt as she straddled him.
She clawed at his shirt like the feisty kitten she was. “Take it off.”
“Cat…”
She let go of his shirt and lowered herself instead. She made quick work of his zipper, pulling out his cock. He lay back, watching her slip her fingers through her folds, pleasuring herself in a tantalizing slow pace.
He could have stopped her if he really wanted. But he held still, watching her gather her arousal on her fingers before she wrapped them around his hardness.
Sliding her slick palm up and down his cock, she smeared her juice all over, priming him for more.
“You marking me, babe?” he said with a smug grin, since it felt good getting marked by Catriona Walker. He’d dreamt of this moment thousands of times.
He almost came undone by the simple hand job, but she was adamant to push him some more when she shifted on top of him, lowering herself until she kissed the base of his dick.
“Fuck…”
Her warm tongue explored his sensitive skin like she didn’t want to waste a single spot in her quest.
His hand slithered through her raven hair, grabbing a strong hold of her damp strands as she opened up and slid his crown between her lips. He gathered her long, black hair with the ends dipped in pink and marveled at her taking him fully in as she relaxed her throat.
“Fuck. Now I need to kill the fucker who taught you this…” he said on a groan.
She grinned around his dick and he wanted to take a picture so bad as she looked perfectly dirty.
He brushed his thumb over the apple of her cheek. “Can I please fuck your throat?”
Cat wasn’t the only one surprised at him asking her nicely. He’d never asked anything of the sort before. Ever. In the clubhouse, girls were on offer. All the time.
He took in Cat as she sucked while swirling her talented tongue. The thought he’d almost lost her made him desperately sad. This wasn’t just sex. The idea that those puffy lips belonged to Catriona Walker made him harder than steel.
