Page 57 of Merciless Vows


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Making sure to remain hidden behind the thick drapery, I watch through the window as Luca gets on his Harley. Almost as if he senses me, he glances my way. Though I’m sure I remain concealed, I can feel his stare on me.

Damn, he’s sexy as hell without that bike. But on it, he looks like danger and sin. He puts on his helmet, releases the kickstand, and revs the engine once before he takes off down the drive, followed by two black Escalades.

I let out a long breath of appreciation and smile wickedly. I’ve been waiting over an hour for him to leave. Itching for that relief he refused me earlier.

Well, he may think he’s punishing me in some twisted way. Perhaps to an extent, he is. But just like when Daddy grounded me and sent me to my room thinking I’d pout, yet I’d play the entire time, I’m going to play now. And Luca just left me with the perfect visual to finish what he started.

With a little hop in my step, I go to the bed and slide between the sheets. I shut my eyes and imagine him coming back from a wild ride, his body still humming with adrenaline.

My fingers find their way to my clit, and I begin to tease as my imaginary Luca enters the bedroom. He smells of leather and sex, and when he takes me in his arms, I melt within their heat.

I’m tossed onto the bed, where he desperately lifts my T-shirt to expose my skin to his hungry eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs against my breast before he takes my nipple into his mouth.

I moan out loud, as in my mind, I cradle his head to me, then encourage him down my chest, to the place between my thighs that craves him the most.

“Lick me,” I order in a way the real Luca would take issue with.

But this one… He complies.

He pushes my knees back, spreading me farther, and drops his head to my core. His tongue swirls over my sensitive nub, then he gently pulls on it with his lips before moving down to my entrance. There he drinks from me as if I were the finest wine and he’d gone too long without water.

The very idea of coming in his mouth pushes me over the edge. I cry out as a wave of pleasure passes through me, and my chest heaves off the mattress as I gasp for air.

Even short-lived, the orgasm has me sighing with much-needed relief.

That is, until I open my eyes to see a very real Luca glaring down at me from beside the bed, his blue eyes glued to where my fingers still rest against my clit. His nostrils flare, and something animalistic crosses his expression. It sends a shiver skittering over my skin that scares and excites me.

“You came back.” I scramble off the bed, but before I can move far, he grabs my wrist and hauls me up his chest.

We’re nose to nose, our breathing hard.

“What the fuck were you just doing?” he demands.

“What does it look like?” I seethe.

“I thought I told you coming was not allowed.”

“Actually, you saidyouwouldn’t make me come,” I point out. “You never said anything about pleasuring myself.”

“Then I’m saying it now.”

A bout of laughter bursts from me. “Are you serious?”

“Very. Your orgasms belong to me, Carina. You will come when and if I choose. And when I do, I will be the one to do it. Is that understood?”

I narrow my gaze on him, my temper getting the better of me. “Unless you plan on being with me every second of the day, there’s nothing you can do to stop me. As long as you deny me satisfaction, I’ll get it myself.” I lift the two fingers that are still wet with my juices and smile when he looks at them with something akin to jealousy. Unable to help myself, I push a bit harder, aware that it might make his anger boil over. “In a way, you did do it.” I shrug. “I have a very good imagination, and there, youfinishedwhat you started.”

His hold on my wrist tightens as he turns to face me slowly.

“Fuck your imagination,” he practically snarls a moment before he pushes me down. “If anyone is going to make you come, it will be me.”

Without warning, he roughly grabs hold of my hips, and I yelp when he drags me to the edge of the mattress. He drops onto his knees and buries his nose against my pelvic bone.

“You still smell of sin,” he says on an inhale.

Then he cups my pussy with his mouth, his tongue instantly going to work on my already swollen clit.

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