Page 108 of Corrupted Deception

“Yeah, but I don’teatthem. Big difference. Our culture says eating cows and pigs and chickens is okay, but in other cultures, they’d think it was okay to eat Ray. And I’m not okay withthat.”

She had a point.

I looked across the room to where Ray had been chowing down not so long ago. It looked like he’d had the manners to vacate the premises to give his mistress some privacy.

“Okay,” I conceded.

Her brow furrowed. “Okay? What does that even mean?”

“It means I wouldn’t be okay with eating Ray either, so I see your point.”

She dropped her arms.

“Whoa. Just like that?” She shook her head disapprovingly while her lips curved up in a smile. “You know, it’s not wise to give in that easily. It sets a precedent.”

I smiled. “Don’t worry,tempesta.I have no problem fighting you when it counts,” I said, looking her over, not missing the faint bruises I’d left on her body. She’d left her fair share on me, not to mention the crescent moon cuts on my shoulders and the claw marks down my back.

She smiled, but though I had no idea what was going through her head, I could tell her thoughts had turned inward.

“What are you thinking?” I asked, accepting that not being able to read her meant I’d be asking that a lot, and then trusting in what she told me.

She looked away, then back to me. “I’m thinking that we had sex. We’re done. I should be more than ready for you to hit the road.”

“But you’re not?”

She shook her head. “No,” she said, her voice little more than a whisper. “I’m not.”

I feigned an exaggerated sigh of relief. “Bene,”I said, abandoning the fridge and any hope of sainthood.

“Because we are most certainly not done.”

I picked her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around me.

Her eyes heated up like liquid silver, and she squeezed her legs tighter around me, tilting her hips and grinding her cunt against my hardening cock.

Fuck sainthood.Thiswas better.

“I want your—”

My phone rang. The countdown in my head hit zero.

Despite the phone’s incessant noise and the temptation to smash it into a thousand pieces, I set Charlotte down on the counter and grabbed the phone.

She smiled seductively, then ran her hands down my chest to my waist and kept going, cupping my balls in one hand through my boxers while the other slipped beneath the waistband and wrapped around my cock.

If it wasn’t Deo’s number flashing on my screen, there was no way in hell I would have answered it.

“What is it?” I asked the moment I put the phone to my ear.

“You were right,fratello.He didn’t do what we expected him to do,” he replied. “We’ll be there in five minutes. Nacio isn’t far behind me.”

I hissed through clenched teeth as Charlotte’s tight fist caught the sensitive ridge of my cock.Christ.

“Cielo?” Deo prompted.

“Sì,I’m here. Five minutes.”

I hung up the phone and tossed it on the counter.