Page 48 of Set Up By the Cartel

Mateo shook his head, squeezing my hand gently."Don't sell yourself short,"he admonished."What you did required courage and quick thinking. You saved my life today."

I fell silent, considering his words. Maybe he was right. Maybe I had been stronger than I realized. Either way, I knew I couldn't have done it without Mateo by my side.

The mansion loomed ahead of us as we pulled up to the gates, the grand facade illuminated by the warm glow of the setting sun. I let out a shuddery sigh of relief, feeling the tension slowly draining from my shoulders. Home — the word had never meant more to me.

Mateo helped me out of the car, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. He was always careful with me. Despite the remnants of the adrenaline still coursing through my veins, I felt weak and shaky. The events of the day had taken their toll, leaving me emotionally exhausted and physically drained.

"I'm sorry,"I murmured as we made our way inside, my head resting on Mateo's shoulder."I should have been more careful. I shouldn't have gone out alone."

Mateo pressed a tender kiss to my temple, his lips curving into a soft smile."Shh,"he soothed, guiding me towards the staircase."None of that matters now. We're both safe, and that's what counts."

Upstairs, in our bedroom, he helped me undress, his fingers lingering on my skin as though memorizing every curve and contour. I leaned into his touch, craving the comfort and security of his embrace.

Naked, I crawled onto the bed, turning to watch as Mateo shed his own clothes. His body was a map of battle scars and fresh injuries, mirroring the life he was abandoning.

"Are you sure you're alright?"I asked, my heart aching at the sight of his battered form. He looked so vulnerable, so humanin that moment. It was a rare thing to see. I didn't see it many times.

Mateo climbed into bed beside me, pulling me into his arms."Just a few bumps and bruises,"he assured me, his voice low and husky. Even if it were worse, he wouldn't admit it."Nothing that won't heal in time."

I traced the line of his jaw, marveling at the strength and resilience etched into every inch of him."You saved me again,"I whispered, my eyes stinging with tears that wanted to come out."I don't know what I would do without you."

Mateo captured my lips in a searing kiss, pouring all of his love and passion into the movement."And I will always be here to protect you,"he vowed, his tongue tangling with mine."No matter what happens, you are my priority."

His hands roamed over my body, igniting sparks wherever they touched. I arched into his caress, desperate for more of his body.

Mateo's lips trailed down my neck, pausing to lavish attention on the sensitive spot where my pulse fluttered wildly beneath my skin. His fingers teased my nipples, rolling the pebbled buds between his thumb and forefinger until I gasped.

My breath hitched as Mateo's lips traveled lower, his hot mouth closing around one nipple and suckling greedily. Pleasure jolted through me, settling between my thighs where I throbbed with need. His other hand continued its sensual torment, pinching and twisting until I squirmed beneath him.

"Please,"I begged, my voice barely recognizable."More. Don't stop. You know what I want and if you stop, I won't forgive you."

Mateo chuckled darkly, releasing my nipple with a wet pop. He pushed my legs apart, settling between them as he kissed and nipped his way down my stomach. My muscles quivered inanticipation, my cock stiff and begging for what he had planned for me.

When he reached my groin, he paused, inhaling deeply."God, I love your scent,"he growled, rubbing his face against my inner thigh."So fucking intoxicating."He nuzzled the base of my shaft, teasing me mercilessly.

I whimpered, fisting my hands in his hair as I urged him closer."Suck my dick,"I pleaded, too far gone to care about how desperate I sounded."I need your mouth on me."

Mateo smirked, looking up at me with lust-darkened eyes."Such dirty language,"he tutted, licking his lips."Someone's been watching too much porn. Maybe it's something I should do something about."Maybe he should,I thought.

Then, without warning, he swallowed me whole, his throat convulsing around my length. I cried out, my hips bucking off the bed as ecstasy crashed over me. He held me down, sucking and slurping noisily, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from my body.

His tongue swirled around my cockhead, lapping at the bead of pre-come that leaked from the tip. He hollowed his cheeks, creating a delicious vacuum that pulled me deeper into his throat. I could feel myself swelling, my orgasm building like a storm on the horizon.

Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Mateo released me, letting my dick fall from his mouth with a lewd plop."Not yet,"he commanded, wiping his lips with the back of his hand."We've only just started."

He flipped me onto my stomach, pushing my knees up until I was on all fours. The cool air against my ass made me shiver, a delicious contrast to the heat of his body pressed against mine. He made me feel protected, especially now.

"You're so beautiful,"he murmured, running a finger along my crack."So perfect."He circled my hole, applying just enough pressure to make me gasp and clench.

I buried my face in the pillows, my ass arching towards his touch."Please, fuck me,"I whimpered, my voice muffled by the mattress."I need to feel you wrecking my insides again."

Mateo growled, his eyes turning golden for a moment, reminding me of his wolf nature. He spat on his fingers, using the saliva as lube as he pushed two digits past the tight ring of muscle. I moaned, pushing back against his hand as he scissored his fingers, stretching me open.

"Not enough,"I panted, my body burning with need."Give me your cock."

Mateo removed his fingers, replacing them with the blunt head of his dick. He rubbed it against my entrance and then coated himself with his spit. Then, with one powerful thrust, he drove home, filling me hilt-deep.

I screamed, the sensation of being stretched so full bordering on pain. Mateo froze, giving me a moment to adjust. He always had to do that.

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