Page 26 of Scarred Queen

Her face twisted and she begged him to slow down, “Please, Reyes, the pressure… it’s too much, it’s been too long forme.”

He gripped her jaw and forced her to look at him, his eyes blazing into hers. He adjusted his hips, fitting himself closer in the cradle of her hips and then slamming himself home. He shook his head, his dark eyes tender and brutal all at the same time, “No,nena, you can take me. Always.” The moment was so private, so barbaric, she felt like something in her was clinging to a rope that he was gripping with his massive strength. Something he was refusing to let go of. She stared back at him and relaxed the muscles in herlegs.

He reached between them and glided his thumb over her slick, over-sensitive clit. She screamed, flinging her head back into the pillows. The sensations were too much after he’d played with her body, bringing her to the edge over and over again. He hovered his broad shoulders over her and leaned in so he could see her face while he continued to strum her body like a masterplayer.

“It’s time to let go,mi amor,mi cariña,” he growled softly, the tender words at odds with the brutal slam of his cock in her body. “Come for me, Casey.” And she did, flying apart in a world of colour that only she could see in her brokenhead.

“Oh fuck, woman, the sounds you make,” he snarled. He bent his head and bit her neck right where her throat met her shoulder. “Do it again,” he groaned against her skin and slammed himself deep into her body while continuing to stroke her clit, circling the slippery nub with hard fast strokes of histhumb.

She jerked hard against her bindings, twisting her hips to escape the second, even more intense explosion building within. She yelled and cried for him to stop and then begged him to let her come again. He watched her face the whole time with an intensity that would have scared her if she were in the right mind to payattention.

“Oh god, Reyes!” she screamed. “I’mcoming!”

“Yes,cariña,” he hissed in her ear, slamming himself deep inside her just as she clamped down hard on his cock, anchoring him in her tight, silken passage. “Come for me.” He slammed his mouth over hers and bit her lip until his teeth cut into the tender tissues and she tasted her ownblood.

Her hips jerked up into his, her orgasm driving higher with the slight pain he inflicted. Her eyes flew open to meet the blazing satisfaction in his as she felt the hot flood of semen deep within her. Slowly she opened her mouth to allow his tongue entry and they kissed leisurely while he stroked his cock slowly in and out of her, filling her with his seed. He refused to let her eyes go until he was done. And even then, when she tried to break their kiss and turn her head away, he reached for her jaw and held her still, forcing her to look at himstill.

Reyes swiped his thumb across the tiny bite mark he’d given her, smearing her blood. He held it up for her to see and raised a dark eyebrow. “You see this, Casey?” she nodded slowly, her heart beating faster. She knew this moment was deeply significant and she felt both elation and terror well up. He pressed his thumb against the place on his lip where she had bitten him and drawn blood. “From now until death, we bleed together.Understand?”

Shenodded.

“Say it, Casey,” hedemanded.

“I understand, Reyes,” she whispered. “We bleedtogether.”

He bent and kissed her, sealing his blood vow. She sighed and opened her mouth to him, wishing he would freaking unbelt her already so she could wrap her arms around him. In just one good fuck he’d managed to give her two earth-shattering orgasms, shake her loyalty to her former life to its very core and crack a fissure in her heart as wide as the Altiplano. God, these intense mafiaguys.

Maybe thiswasthe life forher.

Chapter Twenty-One

“Where is she?”Reyes demanded, snapping at Alejandro as he strode down the stairs toward the front doors of the mansion. He knew she wasn’t inside since he had his entire staff searching for her and no one had foundher.

Fuck, he hadn’t taken his eyes off her for two solid weeks and once, just once he’d allowed her a moment alone. She’d asked him if she could go take a nap by herself while he attended to business and she up and fucking disappeared. He knew his obsession with her was bordering on insanity, that she needed a little breathing room, but he couldn’t seem to help it. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, though he was about to revise that opinion. No, he just couldn’t seem to leave her alone. Didn’t want to keep his hands or his eyes to himself. Now that she was in his keeping he wanted his queen in his bed, in his presence and by his side with a fervency that surprised even him. He’d always been extremely solitary, preferring his own company. But now he wanted Casey with him;always.

He didn’t give her a chance to deny him. He touched her at every opportunity, rarely allowing her to leave their bed, unless meals or business forced his hand. And even then, he decided he wouldn’t be separated from his woman. He was past the point of caring to examine why he needed her so badly, he just did. The first moment he set eyes on Casey, she sucked him in like a moth to flames, burning him in the best possible way. Now that he had her in his home, had tasted paradise in her pussy, he was beyond questioning this obsession. It just existed deep within hisbreast.

Something within him had shifted, the man that had violently risen up to create the most powerful cartel in Bolivia and beyond was now consumed by a woman. And he would gladly share his power with the woman that obsessed his mind, body andsoul.

If he could fucking findher.

At first, she had been confused and even reluctant to accompany him everywhere. She’d hesitated when he’d insisted she attend business with him, but he hadn’t given her a choice, seating her at his side within constant easy reach. Even his men hadn’t wanted to speak in front of a woman, especially an outsider, but one steely look from the boss had loosened their tongues. His unwillingness to compromise, combined with Casey’s lighthearted, bizarre chatter had eventually won a few of his men over. Her constant presence was beginning to ease the rest of his staff into the idea of having her around as a permanentfixture.

Now he just needed to find the woman and remind her, possibly using methods she wouldn’t enjoy, that she must never leave his sight. He eyed his second-in-command with icy deliberation. “You know where she is,” he grunted and considered shooting the man for not offering the information the instant he realized Reyes was searching forher.

“Calm down,” Alejandro urged him, holding up a hand. He yawned widely and ran a hand over his unshaven face. He’d arrived back from Miami the evening before, reluctantly satisfied with Diego’s progress on that front. Apparently, he cared little for the other man, but was convinced he could pick up where Ignacio had left off until the Bolivian’s were ready to make a finaldecision.

“Speak now or die.” They both knew he was leaving the word ‘horribly’ hanging in theair.

Alejandro grunted and turned on his heel, mumbling something like. “I tried.” Then a little louder. “If you’ll follow me, I can show you where sheis.”

“Tell me she’s safe and I may spare your life,” Reyes said with deadly calm, falling into step next to hisformerlytrustedsecond.

Alejandro shot him a look and gave Reyes a little more space as they curved around the side of the house, skirting the majestic white columns and following a meticulously cared for hedged path down to the training grounds behind the men’s barracks. Reyes’ frown grew progressively blacker as they approached the buildings where dozens of his single men slept, ate andplayed.

“I can assure you that she is perfectly safe and in hands of a man that would rather die than allow any harm to come to your woman, Reyes,” Alejandro assuredhim.

Reyes grunted. “He may lose his hands for touching what ismine.”

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