by Bella J.
I rocked my body on top of hers and watched in awe as her mouth formed the perfect ‘O,’ her body arching into me. I placed my hand on her knee and guided her leg up, forcing her thighs wider apart.
She moaned when I thrust forward, pushing deeper into her. The pleasure was so intense, so powerful, I felt it all the way to the bone. It consumed us both, possessed us completely, and it forced us to lose ourselves in one another.
With my hand still on her knee, I guided it around my waist. She wrapped her legs around me so damn tight she gave me no choice but to remain buried deep.
“You feel that, princess?” I gave one hard jab inside her, causing her to moan out loud, and felt her body shaking beneath me. “I know you think there’s no way we can be together, but I’m telling you, if it wasn’t meant to be, it wouldn’t feel so goddamn good being one with you.”
“Oh, my God, Lorik. You’re torturing me,” she moaned, her voice strained low, her body shuddering.
I stilled inside her and cupped her cheek. I wasn’t normally a fan of eye contact when it came to sex. It made it too personal. Screwing with your eyes closed, you couldn’t see the person you were inside of, which meant that person could be whoever the fuck you wanted her to be right at that moment. But when you stared into a person’s eyes while being buried balls deep inside her, that was personal. And I wanted it to be personal. I wanted it to be deep, powerful, and earth-shattering, to strengthen our connection with every thrust.
“Look at me, princess.”
She opened her beautiful eyes, and I sucked in a breath when I saw the intensity in her gaze. There was no doubt in my mind that this was as powerful for her as it was for me. We were about to melt into each other, and no one would be able to tear us apart after this.
I moved my hips, pulling out before sinking back into her. I continued the slow rhythm, gradually pushing our bodies higher and higher toward the peak we both so desperately needed. Being inside this woman made me feel like I had finally found my own little place in paradise. Her pussy was my Heaven, her body my God. I would worship this woman every goddamn day for the rest of my life, gladly give her my soul and devote my life to her.
While moving in and out between her legs, I felt all of her. It was like I could feel her soul latching onto mine, and I loved it.
“Say you’re mine,” I whispered, pushing harder and deeper. “Say you’re mine, Karina.”
“I’m yours.”
“Say it again.”
“I’m yours.”
“God, I love hearing you say that.”
The expression on her face told me she was close, but she needed more, she needed that final push for me to send her over the edge. I gave it to her by thrusting deeper and harder, but not faster. It was so fucking hard not to piston in and out of her, but I wanted her to experience the potent sexual gratification by dragging out every ounce of pleasure, and not rushing it.
Harder, deeper, and I never took my eyes off hers. Her body started to shake, and when she threw her head back, I knew she was about to shatter beneath me. I felt it in the way her walls closed in around me, gripping me to a point where I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from losing control.
“Karina, look at me. I need to look into your eyes while I make you come.”
When her eyes opened, I moved one knee, pushing it against her ass while I had her pinned down with my hand on her hip. Then I thrust my cock inside her as deep as it could go, wanting to give her all of me while I took all of her.
Then it happened. That was when she clasped down around me, clenching me so tight inside her it was almost painful, but I didn't stop. There was no goddamn way I would stop.
“Holy shit, Lorik.”
“Come for me, princess.”
One more thrust, and I witnessed as she exploded into fragments of pleasure while she reached the pinnacle of her release. It was so fucking beautiful, seeing her come undone beneath me.
“Oh,” she moaned, burying her nails deep into my back. I could feel her pulsing around me, and seeing the pleasure, the euphoria on her beautiful face because of what I gave her, pushed me to the point where I could no longer hold on.
“Karina.” I sped up, going as deep as possible, but still not taking my eyes off hers. “I want to come inside you. I need to make you mine in every way.” It was the plea of a desperate man, trying my best to mark her, to claim her in every goddamn way possible. If I could tie her to me and never let go, I would. But this was the closest I’d ever get to owning her completely.
A tear slipped down the side of her face, and she placed her palms on my cheeks, her gaze on mine.
“Yes,” she replied before pulling me down and pressing her mouth against mine.
The warmth of her mouth, the heat of her body, and the slickness of her orgasm coating every inch of me was enough to send me to the motherfucking peak of the most intense release I had ever had in my entire goddamn life. For the first time, I knew what it felt like to be alive, to be connected to someone.
With my cock as deep as it could go, I came inside her—hard. The severity, the strong, extreme connection between us soared while I continued to pulse my heart and my fucking soul inside her, all the while kissing her like it was the last time I’d ever have the honor.
My body went rigid as the last bit of my orgasm pulsed out of me and into her, and I buried my face in the crook of her neck. I’d never experienced anything as satisfying as what we did right now. How was it possible that I ever thought I could go without this, without ever knowing what it felt like to make love to someone you share something so deep with, so powerful?
“Lorik?” Her warm sigh danced across my shoulder, and I lifted my head, still desperately trying to catch my breath.
“Karina.”
“What are we going to do?”
I knew what she meant. How could we be together with everything that was currently keeping us apart? But the better question was, how could we stay apart after what just happened, after what we’d shared?
I placed soft, gentle kisses all along her jaw before focusing my gaze on hers. “I don’t know what we’re going to do, but I’m never letting you go. I vow it.”
Chapter 20
LORIK
Having Karina naked on my couch with her beautiful, smooth legs over my lap did strange fucking things to my insides. I never thought I’d see the day I actually wanted to have a woman spend the night. Normally, I couldn’t wait to get rid of the woman as soon as I got what I wanted. But now, I didn’t want her to leave.
“I have to go. You know that,” she said, and I had this insane urge to pout like a two-year-old.
“You don’t have to go.” I moved my hand slowly up the inside of her thigh.
She snickered and squirmed under my touch. “Lorik, stop. You know I have to go. My family will be looking for me.”
“So, tell them you’re spending the night with a friend.”
She cocked her brows. “They know I have no friends here in Boston.”
I pulled back my hand and leaned into the couch. “And why is that?”
She shrugged while wrapping a dark curl around her finger. “I never fit in here. I always doubted everyone’s intentions when they tried to be friends with me.”
“Because of your surname?”
She nodded. “No one really saw me for me. Whenever they looked at me, they saw privileges and perks of being one of the wealthy Valentis.”
I glided my fingers up her leg and back down again. “I totally get that.”
“It’s hard when you have to constantly live in the shadow of your family’s legacy, which is why I decided to leave town the minute I had the chance. My father is still trying to convince me to come back home permanently.”
I looked at her. “For once, I’m with him. You should come home.” And I was only saying that because I was a selfish prick who wanted her as close to me as possible at all times.
Karina got up, and my cock tu
rned to fucking stone when I allowed my gaze to move over her naked body.
Her eyes zeroed in on the movement, and her eyebrows slanted. “Again?”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
“There’s no time. I need to go.” She started down the hall, and I leaped off the couch, rushing after her.
“Come on. Are you just going to leave him hanging like this?”
“Ha. From what I can see, he’s all but hanging right now.”
I placed my hands on my waist, pushing my pelvis out a little like I had total bragging rights when it came to the man with the best cock in the world.
From out of nowhere, a shirt was tossed over my head. “You are such a fucking guy.”
I pulled the shirt off my face and threw it on the floor before grabbing her hips, pulling her ass against my cock, and rolling my hips. “We can’t let this perfectly good hard cock go to waste, now, can we?”
“Oh, my God, if we should utilize every opportunity your cock gets hard, I’ll be unable to walk within two days.”
I stiffened. “Two days? That’s a low blow, princess. I’m sure I can do it within twenty-four hours.”
She laughed and pulled away from me. All I could do was stand there with a raging hard-on and watch while she got dressed.
“When will I see you again?” I leaned against the closet door.
“I don’t know. We’ll have to see how it goes.” With her dress on, she turned to face me before slipping her heels on. “But I promise it won’t be long.”
I smiled. “Good.”
A few moments of silence passed, and I noticed the atmosphere thicken along with the serious expression on her face.
“What about my brothers?”
“What about them?”
“You know they didn’t kill Gio.”
Frustration rushed through my chest, and I pull my palm down my face. “It’s complicated, Karina.”
“Lorik, please. I’m telling you, neither Dante nor Antonio did it.”
“I know,” I muttered, and her eyes narrowed.
“You know?”
I pushed myself off the closet door and walked closer to her. “I can’t discuss anything about the case with you, Karina. Just know I’m convinced it’s neither one of your brothers. But, unfortunately, we have protocol we have to follow.”
“I know.” Her gaze fell to the floor. “I know that.”
“Come here.” I wrapped my arms around her shoulders. “I promise you I’ll get to the bottom of it.”
She nestled her face against my chest. “Lorik, you know we can’t be together as long as you’re a cop.”
I took a deep breath as reality once again came to destroy the little happiness we managed to find during the last few hours. Fuck, reality is such a bitch.
“I know that, princess,” I whispered and placed a chaste kiss on her head. “We’ll figure it out.”
When she pulled away and straightened, my body—and heart—mourned the loss.
“I have to go.”
“Yeah.” I roughed my hands through my hair and searched the bedroom. “Let me grab some clothes, and I’ll walk you out.”
“You don’t have—”
“I want to. Give me two minutes.”
I quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, not bothering with shoes, and walked out of the apartment with her hand in mine—like a goddamn couple. We didn’t speak as we walked down the stairs, but somehow we didn’t need to. It felt solid enough between us not to bother with words, at least for now.
As we walked out the building, I swung her around and pushed my lips hard against hers, wanting one last taste before she left. God knew when I’d be able to see her again, but if this feeling inside my chest was anything to go by, I’d make sure it was soon.
Just as I swept my tongue against hers, a soft, delicate moan vibrated from her throat. Then she was ripped away from me, and the cold air assaulted my wet lips.
“What the fuck?”
Enzio had his fingers wrapped around her elbow and a motherfucking gun aimed at my head. “I told you, cop, I’m very possessive over what’s mine.”
My heart was no longer beating. It was pounding like it wanted to break through my ribs. Panic flared in my gut, and all I could think about was her, getting her away from him.
“Enzio, you motherfucker. Get your hands off her.”
He straightened his arm, bringing the muzzle of his gun closer to my head. “I warned you, but it seems like you have some masochistic tendencies.”
“Fuck you.”
Enzio pulled Karina tighter against his side, and she whimpered. “Enzio, let me go. What the hell are you doing?”
His gun was still aimed at me, his gaze on mine as he leaned to the side and dragged his filthy motherfucking tongue up her cheek.
The murderous rage that suddenly turned my vision to blood made me want to tear his fucking head off.
“I told you, little lamb,” Enzio said softly, “the day would come when I would finally claim what is rightfully mine.”
What the fuck?
“No,” Karina breathed out, her fear echoing in her voice.
“What the fuck are you talking about, Mancuso?” I balled my fists, trying my best to remain calm. If I learned anything during my time in the force, it was that anger didn’t help one fucking bit when you were on the receiving end of a gun.
“She didn’t tell you?” He raised his eyebrows in surprise. “She’s mine, Detective. I claimed her four years ago when she spread her legs for me with a single snap of my fingers.”
Karina gasped, and tears started to stream down her face, her entire body shaking. “Please stop, Enzio.”
I stepped forward. “Take your hands off her, or I swear to God I will kill you.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. A cop shouldn’t go around tossing threats freely. You could get into a lot of trouble for that.”
“And aiming a gun at someone’s head? You can go to prison for that.”
He laughed maniacally. “Who, me? No. I assure you, Detective, I have every avenue covered when it comes to keeping my ass out of jail.”
“I have no doubt about that.”
I was about two seconds away from leaping forward and ripping that goddamn gray suit off his ass. If I ever had the urge to murder someone with my bare hands, it was now.
Enzio pulled Karina behind him and stepped back. “Well, as much as I’d like to stay here and chit-chat, I have shit I need to do.”
My gaze moved to Karina, and she seemed defeated, like she had no choice but to keep still. Why is she not fighting him?
“Enzio,” I called out and moved closer, “let her go, man. This is kidnapping.”
Again, he started to laugh. “Kidnapping?” He turned to Karina. “Tell him, little lamb. Tell him you want to go with me.” He leaned in and whispered something in her ear. Her eyes closed, and her face paled as tears moved down her cheeks. It didn’t take a genius to figure out she was petrified of him. I had no idea what he said to her, but every instinct I had was screaming at me, alarm bells ringing like crazy.
She opened her eyes, and more tears slipped out. “I have—”
Enzio jerked her, and she whimpered before looking back at me. “I want to go with him.”
“No, no, you don’t. Karina, whatever he just told you, you can’t trust him.”
Enzio cleared his throat. “Well, then, now that that’s out of the way, I bid you a good evening, Detective.”
I leaped forward. “Karina, no!” But a car drove up behind them, and within two seconds, Enzio had pushed her into the back, and they were gone.
What in the name of fuck just happened?
***
KARINA
Bile threatened to move up my throat as Enzio dragged his knuckles up and down my cheek.
“Oh, how long I’ve waited for this.” His voice was hard, dark, and filled with so much malice, it had the power to make my ears bleed. “If it wasn’t for my fa
ther’s need for meticulous planning, I would have claimed you for myself years ago.”
“But you already did, remember? The night you fucked me…in more ways than one.” I glared at him. The face I once loved was now nothing more than a reminder of how much I fucking hated him.
He leaned closer and licked his lips. “Oh, my dear little lamb. That night was only the beginning. I have so many plans for us.” His hand brushed against my knee, but I jerked away from him.
“Fuck you, Enzio.”
He reached up and grabbed my hair, my scalp burning as he pulled my head back. “Keep that fight in you, little lamb. I’m going to enjoy fucking it out of you.”
I shuddered, fear turning my blood into ice.
With dark irises, he stared at me as if I were the prey he craved to devour, the soul he longed to consume. “Don’t you get it, Karina? I’ve always wanted you. I’ve always dreamed about having you for the rest of my life.” He leaned down, brushing his lips across my neck, and I tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip at the back of my head. “You’ve always been the one for me, little lamb. That night at the beach house was part of my father’s plan. I just followed orders. If I had my way, I would have locked you in that room that same night and kept you there forever.” He dragged the tip of his tongue over my skin, and I swallowed hard, trying not to throw up.
“Why now, Enzio? After all these years?” My lips quivered, and I felt his hand on my knee. Tears stung my eyes, his filthy touch making my skin crawl.
“My dad wanted to wait a little longer. He wanted to get your brothers out of the way first. But then Detective Stone came along, leaving me no choice. He was taking what is rightfully mine, and knowing he was touching you, kissing you,” he moved his lips up to my ear, “fucking you, it was driving me insane.” He leaned back a little. “Unfortunately for my father, I could no longer sit by and watch it happen while I wait for him to finally give the order telling me I can have you. So I had to say ‘fuck the plan.’”
A tear slipped down my face. I wanted to ask him what their plans were. Why and how they had planned to get my brothers out of the way. But deep inside, I already knew. This war between our families wasn’t about territory, or business. It was about hate. Jealousy. Power. And we were mere pawns in this war, each and every one of us. My brothers too.
