Page 20 of Alejandro's Prey

He went on and on until she thought she would have to beg him to finish. Then he shifted, pulled her legs up to his shoulders and began really slamming into her. She shrieked as she adjusted to the new position, her pussy tightening around his cock as it gripped him, pleasure shooting through her. He gripped her hands and forced them over her head, urging her to grip the headboard. When she took hold of it, he let her go and caressed her legs and ankles, then reached between her legs and glided his fingers over her slippery clitoris.

She came in an explosion, sheathing him tight. He grunted, dropping a kiss against her ankle and grunting, “Can feel you, Gina. Fuck, you feel so good.”

“Alejandro!” she screamed as he slammed forcefully into her.

“Coming with you, baby,” he groaned.

“Can feel you too,” she panted as he grew bigger inside her. Then she felt the warm rush of semen as he thrust one last time and buried himself deep inside her. She stared up at him, loving the fierce frown of concentration on his face, knowing she’d put it there. The muscles of his shoulders bulged as he carefully bent over top of her, kissed her lips and then collapsed to the side of her so he wouldn’t crush her. She rolled against him and pressed her lips against his throat, loving the strength she felt in his arms as he drew her against his bare chest.

“I’m sorry,cariña,” he murmured against the top of her head, smoothing the flyaway hair back and kissing her.

“For what?” she asked, bemused. The sex had been truly spectacular, though she was certain she’d be a little sore come morning. But she wasn’t surprised. Alejandro had rough written all over him.

“For being a one-pump chump,” he said. “Next time we’ll take our time. Truly get those multiple orgasms going. I should’ve been able to go all night. It’s just, I’ve been waiting for you since I set eyes on you, couldn’t hold it in. Next time will be better, last longer, I promise.”

Her mouth fell open and she leaned back to look at his face to see if he was joking. Nope, he looked completely serious. Alejandro really could go all night if he wanted to. Her thighs clenched involuntarily, and her mouth went dry. Oh my. She was going to need to work on her stamina if she was going to keep up with her new husband.

As if sensing her thoughts, he kissed her mouth and flashed her a grin. “Get some sleep,mi amor. I will need another fuck in the morning before work.”

“Dear god,” she murmured, but settled back against the pillows deciding to take him at his word. If he woke her up the same way he had this time she certainly wasn’t going to complain.

Sure enough, Alejandro woke her up with more of the same. This time, instead of his tongue, she woke to his fingers working their magic inside of her. She was already orgasming before she was fully conscious, her husband rising above her. He flipped her over onto her stomach, spread her legs and thrust into her from behind. She screamed out in surprise, feeling every inch of his large cock glide through her folds and into her sore, but fully lubricated vagina. She reached out, gripping handfuls of pillow as he took her hips into his broad palms and jerked her back onto his cock, sheathing her completely.

“Fuck!” he shouted.

Gina glanced behind her to see him rising up over her back like a predator pinning its prey, his head thrown back, his neck straining. She was fascinated by the savagery, by the sheer male beauty of him. He fucked her while she lay helpless to do anything but take him, her pussy shivering with the aftershocks of the orgasm he’d forced on her while she was still half-asleep. Another began to build as he pumped into her. Gina reached under her hips, spreading her knees further, so she could reach and ran her fingers over the engorged bud of her sensitive clit. A hiss of pain and pleasure escaped her.

“Yes, baby,” he growled from above her, wrapping his hand around her neck while he continued to fuck her. “Touch yourself.”

His words, combined with the possessiveness of his hold drove her over the edge. She pinched her clit and cried out from the sharp, intense orgasm that hit her. Her pussy pulled him in tight, refusing to let him go, taking control of him. His thrusts grew more and more erratic, the hand on her throat tightening until she had to arch back and gasp for breath. Still, she loved every moment, grasping and clawing higher into her orgasm until he joined her with a shout of his own.

He collapsed onto her back, his arm wrapping possessively around her neck. She turned her head to the side, taking in as much air as she could. They lay that way for a few moments until Alejandro seemed motivated enough to roll to the side, tucking a winded Gina against him.

“Madre de dios,” he groaned. “You’re going to kill me, woman.”

She giggled. “Hey, you started it!” She cocked her head to the side as though thinking. “Twice!”

He groaned again and gently set her away from him, tugging a blanket up to cover her nakedness. “Perhaps,mi amor, but you finish it every time.” He sat on the edge of the bed and reached for his underwear. “I have work to do, go back to sleep.”

Gina snorted and leaned up on her elbow to watch him while he got dressed. “You keep waking me up,” she said accusingly, smothering a yawn.

He leaned down after tugging on a shirt and kissed her forehead. “I promise to let you sleep until this evening.” Then he said seriously, “Don’t go up to the main house without an escort. Samuel is at your disposal.”

Gina frowned. “Why do I suddenly need an escort? I thought we were safe here in the valley.”

He towered over the bed and reached for his jacket. “You don’t need to question it, you just need to do it. Sam will be your personal bodyguard from now on.”

Her jaw dropped, and she sat up straight, clutching the blanket to her chest. “But I never had an escort before,” she protested. “I don’t want one, Alejandro.”

Alejandro’s head turned and he pinned her with a look that told her she needed to quit arguing. They looked at each other for a moment until Gina dropped her gaze to the bed. He leaned forward and took her chin, tilting her face until she was looking up at him. “Are we going to have a problem?”

“No, Alejandro,” she told him quietly.

He turned and strode from the room without another glance, leaving Gina alone, naked and shivering in the bed. She yanked the blanket up to her neck and curled onto her side, trying to enjoy the slide of new sheets while banishing the chill of Alejandro’s exit. She knew that her marriage wouldn’t be all roses and rainbows. He’d told her as much at Gustu. Still, a personal bodyguard in the middle of the Andes seemed like overkill. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and decided to sleep on the problem.

Chapter Fourteen

“Do you have arsenic?” Gina asked, leafing absently through a cookbook.

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