Page 108 of His Cursed Heart

"He will, for the right reason." I say carefully. I will make him exit that country even if I'll die in the moment.

Makhim waits this for decades.

"He won't," And she stops. Something clicks in her head and she looks frustrated at me. "Vincent." I nod and she pulls her fingers out of my hair just to smack the leather chair.

Right in the spot next to my head.

"I don't want him tangled in this fucked up situation, Keaton." She hisses at me and her knees tighten around my waist. That's one of her first conclusion.

"And he won't be. Vincent is the bait I need to make your father come on my territory." I explain calmly but she won't have it. Her face is just as frustrated and angry.

I look at her and I all want is to take the anger out of her. I want her to live the life she was supposed to live. Happy, with Vincent and her dogs, painting.

With me.

Because I'm a possessive asshole and now that she's truly mine, I can't let her go. Althea messed with my head so much that now I can't even sleep without her. I'm addicted to her little smiles, her dirty Italian curses, the way she treats Vincent like he's her son, not brother.

And fuck, that's scaring me.

I proposed to Keres because she was the girl who

saved me from dying, but her sister is the one who makes me lose control over my own mind.

"I didn't tell you about my past because I want you to fix it." She snaps at me and this time, I look at her with wide eyes. "I want them to suffer, of course I fucking want that, but don't try to be my knight in shining armor because I gave you my virginity." I feel my hands tense on her ass and in a quick move, I lift from the chair and slam her on the desk.

Althea is on her back on my large desk and her bathrobe is almost falling off her. I lean over her, catching her chin with my right hand while my left one goes inside her robe and tease her nipple.

"I'm not your knight in shining armor, little fox. I'm the beast who craved and tasted your pussy like it was holy wine. I licked your virgin blood off you because I'm hungry for everything that means you." I say angrily.

Angry because she thinks I pity her for what happened.

I untie her robe and let it fall sideways, letting my eyes devour her sinful body. I let go of her chin and move my hand to cup her full breast, squeezing until my hand is imprinted on her skin. Her brownish nipples are hard and her skin has goosebumps.

I lean forward to bit her other nipple, making sure I leave marks.

"I'm not killing these men because I pity you. I'll torture them because they touched what's mine." With my tongue out, I go lower until I reach her belly and taste her there too. Her stuffed moans make me dig my teeth harder into her soft skin.

"That's right, you vixen. You were mine even when we wanted to kill each other." I go lower and my mouth

meets her wet clit. I massage it with the tip of my tongue and Althea tenses. Her hands aren’t touching me the way she likes to do when I go down on her. I smirk at her stubbornness and without warning, I bite her clit.

Althea screams and arches her back, but doesn't make a move to stop me.

Tired of foreplay, I stand tall in front of her, seeing her cheeks flare and her chest moving fast. I unbuckle my belt and lower my pants along with my boxers until my cock springs free.

"I will torture them because they abused a twenty-one-year-old girl who had her whole life ahead. I will skin them alive because they took her happiness away, or... what was left of it." I whisper and I stroke my cock a few times.

I lean again over her until our noses are in inches away and I kiss her closed lips. She can act as tough as she wants, but I know that as soon as my cock is stretching her, she’ll be moaning my name like her life depends on it.

“And stop pretending like you didn’t beg to shove my cock into your tight little pussy.” I push my cock into her in one slide and the pleasure takes possession over my body. I tremble in satisfaction when I feel her walls squeezing me, almost snapping my dick in half.

Althea’s mouth is a round, perfect O and her throaty moans fill the room. Her pussy is so wet that I’m sliding out of her without trying. I pump inside her with hard thrusts, feeling her pussy contract each time. I let my own groan vibrate against her skin as the pleasure build in my lower back.

Damn, she’s so sexy and cunning. Her breasts move with each powerful pump and her legs wrap around me

like a monkey. Her moans turn soon into whimpers and them alone can make me come like never before.

It’s something in the way her pussy grips me like she never wants to let go. Her hot canal sucks me greedy into the soft walls until I reach the resistance that makes me see stars. I feel her wet, hot clit on my pelvis and I can feel it pulse with hardness. My thrusts become more harder, slower and her inside is on fire. It feels like I’m into the sweetest hell ever. If the possibility of remaining into her forever is put in my hands, I’ll never leave this tight place again.

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