Page 39 of Outcast

"Admit it. You wanted to fuck Amorette."

"No," he ground out.

"Admit it!" I leaned close to his face so our mouths were only a breath apart. "You wanted to be part of that fucking brotherhood so bad, you wanted her too. I bet you were glad you'd already tossed me aside."

His hand snapped around my throat and he growled. My back hit the wall and he forced his hips between my thighs.

My eyelids fluttered and my breath quickened.

"The only thing I have ever wanted for myself is you! You weremine, Rita! Fucking mine and the only reason I walked away was because I loved you too fucking much! Javier knew that! Why do you think he didn't kill me on the spot?"

"Don't bring myPapáinto this!" I kicked out my legs but it was useless. He was too firmly stuck against me.

"It's true and you know it! Javier loved you so much, if I didn't have a hell of a reason for breaking your heart, he would have gutted me."

The tears fell freely. I didn't try to wipe them away. Let him see how much he hurt me. That felt almost as good as his anger.

"And Amorette? Why find Grace?" I slapped my hand on his chest and shook it. "What did she have that made you want to take care of her so much? What didn't I have?" I ended on a sob, and the next thing I realized, I was pounding on his chest.

"I was fixing what Vicente and Valentina broke! That wasn't for her. That was for my conscience! And yes, for my brothers!"

"You were all I wanted! I hate you!" I cried. "I hate that I love you, you bastard!"

"I love that I love you! It's the one damned thing in my life I don't regret!" He gripped the hair on the back of my head to tip my lips up and he slammed his mouth against mine. Forcing his tongue inside, he fucked my mouth, blitzing my mind with the haze of his kiss.

Matías always kissed me like I was his last meal. The air he needed to breathe.

He pulled back and peppered kisses at the corner of my mouth then along my cheek. "You're mine. You've always been mine. From the first second I laid eyes on you."

His hand smoothed up my thigh. Then he gripped the side of my panties, yanking them down.

Heat curled in my stomach. Lust for Matías was a familiar thing. It was a comfort when everything else in the world was dangerous.

My body recognized him, and I wanted this. I wanted him.

Like I had always wanted him.

I no longer tried to push him away. Instead, I pulled him closer, letting my hands roam over his body. He was moremuscular than before. More toned. He fit against me perfectly.

My ass bounced against the counter as he lifted me just enough to clear the panties away completely. He tossed them to the side as he came back to kissing me.

I yanked his shirt apart, sending the buttons flying as I spread my legs wide.

He worked his pants open with one hand. "I need you. I need you so fucking much." He dipped closer for another wet kiss, biting my bottom lip as he slid the thick head of his cock up my slit.

I groaned and dropped my head back. This was what I missed. This connection with him. This shared need.

It had always been different with Matías. It was the one time he seemed to break apart, to drop the mask. Sometimes I'd lie to myself and pretend I was the only one who saw him this way. That he really was all mine.

Shoving my hands inside his shirt, I closed my eyes at the feel of his hot skin.

This was real. He was here with me.

Matías knocked my hands away to yank the top of my dress down, freeing my tits and trapping my arms. He dipped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth as he thrust inside.

Tossing my head back, I yelled.

He released my nipple with a pop. "I love your tits. Your ass. I swear, if I believed in such things, I'd think you were made for me. Everything I love about a woman wrapped up into one package. You." Moving to the other breast, he left suck marks across my sensitive skin before raising back up to look me in the eyes.

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