Page 21 of Alejandro's Prey

“What on Earth for?” Casey asked, stacking supplies on the counter. “What else do you need?”

Gina leaned over and checked the muffin recipe. “Creamed butter and milk.”

Casey opened the stainless-steel door of her refrigerator and stuck her head inside. “Don’t have creamed butter, just the regular kind, but here’s the milk.”

Gina laughed and reached around her cousin for the butter. “The regular kind will work just fine. I can cream it myself. You really need to learn how to cook.”

Casey backed out of the fridge with a key lime pie held in her arms like a prize of war. She looked around for her housekeeper and danced toward the drawer for forks, handing one to Gina. “Haven’t needed to cook for myself since… well, since I’ve been alive. Why learn now?”

Gina frowned. Casey had a point. She tilted her head to the side and ate a bite of pie. “Well do you at least know how to use a can opener in case of a zombie apocalypse?”

Casey shrugged and took a huge bite of pie. “I’m a slow runner and I usually wear designer heels. I fully expect the zombies to get me right away. You’ll probably have to put me down so I don’t try to eat your brains.”

Gina made a face and took another bite of pie. “No way. Reyes wouldn’t let that happen. He’d chain you up in the basement and feed you a steady diet of bad guy brains until the scientists he had locked up in a laboratory came up with a cure.”

Casey laughed and high-fived her cousin. “True that, thank goodness for his crazy ass!”

The two women continued to chat and laugh together until the kitchen door banged open, startling them both. Casey dropped her fork and looked guilty for a split second thinking it was the housekeeper busting their asses. When she saw Reyes and Alejandro enter, she hopped up with a grin. “Hey, we were just talking about you…” she trailed off when she saw the grim look on their faces. “What’s going on?”

Gina was glad Casey was brave enough to ask because the cold look Alejandro was giving her was enough to freeze her to the spot. Not even her vocal chords seemed capable of working. Without a word to either woman he stepped into the kitchen, took Gina by the arm and escorted her out. She glanced back at her cousin.

“Hey!” Casey snapped. “I asked you what the hell is going on?”

“You don’t need to speak right now,” Reyes told his wife calmly.

“What the fuck, Reyes,” Casey said, her voice high-pitched with concern as her cousin was hauled away. She tried to follow them through the kitchen door, but Reyes grabbed her and held her back.

Gina was on her own. She stumbled to keep up with him as his long legs ate up the space to the front door. Her feet barely touched the ground as he swung her through and out into the afternoon sunshine. She gasped as he flung the door to his jeep open and shoved her inside. He jerked the seatbelt across her breasts and latched it before crossing in front to get in the driver’s side. Gina briefly thought about jumping out and running back to the safety of her cousin, but the look Alejandro gave her told her that would be a bad idea. Plus, she was pretty certain Reyes wouldn’t hesitate to give her back to his second-in-command.

“Please!” she cried as he threw the jeep into drive and hit the gas. “Why are you angry with me? What’s happening?”

“Not angry with you,” he growled.

“Well if this isn’t anger then I hope I never see what angry looks like!” she yelled as the jeep took a turn going way too fast in her opinion.

“I’m frustrated!” he snapped. “Because of all the motherfuckers in the world that could have come back from the dead to cause problems, it had to be this one.”

Gina flinched against the door when he slammed his fist into the dashboard, crushing the hard plastic. Her knuckles turned white and she counted the passing seconds in her head until they were in front of their home. She practically leapt out of the car and ran around the front of the vehicle where he took her arm and walked her up to the front of the house.

The moment they were inside he turned her to face him, his dark eyes black with the intensity of his emotions. She’d seen Alejandro in many states, but she had never seen this loss of control before. This desperation. What was going on?

He took her face in his big hands and backed her up until she hit a wall. “Tell me you are loyal,” he demanded, his voice a deep growl. “Loyal to me, loyal toEl Rey. Tell me you will never leave, no matter what happens. No matter what you hear.”

“Of course!” she gasped, her hands coming up to cover his. “I promise. But Alejandro… you know I’m loyal. I’ve never given cause to question this.”

“Not good enough,” he growled and slammed his mouth over hers, kissing her with such brutality she felt her lips cut under the onslaught and blood fill her mouth. She struggled to turn her head, but he brought a hand up to hold her still. Then his hands were everywhere, tugging and tearing at her clothes until her leggings were torn from her body and he was lifting her, wrapping her legs around him.

“Alejandro!” she cried out, clutching his shoulders, not sure if she could accommodate him while fear and anxiety flooded her system. He didn’t wait to find out though. He reached between them, unbuckled and unzipped, pulled his hard length from his combat fatigues and then urged her down on top of him. She cried out as her body struggled to accept his thick girth.

He dropped his head into her shoulder and licked her. “Come on baby, I need you. Please, take me in,” he groaned, wrapping one huge hand around her ass and squeezing. The caress combined with his deep voice vibrating through her created a swirling need within, easing his way. She cried out again as her body accepted his more easily, sliding down. He took her curvy ass in both hands and lifted, then dropped, sheathing her completely on his steel-like hardness. She moaned and dropped her head back against the wall, wrapping her legs firmly around him and holding onto his shoulders as he began fucking her against the wall with hard, deep strokes.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

Gina opened her eyes, tears streaming from the corners as she did. He shifted her so that one arm wrapped around her waist while he continued to thrust. He used his other hand to brush the tears from her cheeks and smear the blood on her lips. Then he held her head in place and stared at her. “I love you, Gina.”

She smiled through her tears and hugged him tighter. “I love you, too.”

He turned with her and dropped her against the edge of a leather couch she hadn’t even sat on yet, leaned over her, wrapped his arms tight around her and thrust so deep she saw stars as she came with a sudden explosion, her pussy tightening around him. “That’s it,mi amor,” he groaned from above her, swallowing her cries as she thrashed beneath him. “Just let yourself go. I’ll take care of you.”

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