39. Catalina
THIRTY-NINE
catalina
Sleep faded in increments, aided by the low voices murmuring close by. I was extra warm and toasty.
“Even though we can’t turn her, we can extend her life by having her stay with us. You saw the Ashvale Sire’s Pet. She kept him for two centuries before the human disintegrated,” Ren said.
“Two centuries . . .” Asher hummed.
“Is a tease,” Jax snapped. “If we find a cure for blood madness, then maybe . . .” Jax trailed off.
I smiled, absorbing the conversation. They wouldn’t know how pleased their words made me.
A scoff and then Tobias said, “There is no cure. We’ve already searched.”
My throat ached a bit. I frowned. Jax choked me! I thought it would be the last of me. My eyes flew open.
“Her pulse changed.” Tobias rubbed my jawline with his thumb.
“Give me a moment with her,” Jax said and his voice reverberated. I stiffened, jackknifing into a sitting position and scrambling back, dragging myself back until I hit the headboard. Where was I? Simple room, a plain, flat wooden headboard—Jax’s bedroom. I’d rarely been in here.
Jax snagged my ankle and dragged me toward him. I screamed and smacked at his chest.
“Asher,” I cried out. “Tobias.” I peeled my eyes over his shoulder, but they were gone and the door was shut. He dragged me to the middle of the bed.
“Shh, Kitten, I’m not going to hurt you.” He wrestled my arms together, binding me with one hand. I panted, thrashing. My chest heaved to the point that it was beginning to hurt.
I struggled to get away, but I couldn’t move an inch.
With his free hand, he clasped my face. He lowered slowly and pressed his lips to mine. I sucked in a breath, and he slid his tongue into my mouth. He flicked it against mine, coaxing me into a kiss. He was a really good kisser . . .
“No,” I gasped and yanked my head to the side.
“I fucking want you.”
“I dislike you.” I panted between words.
“I . . .” he paused and scowled. “I shouldn’t have . . .” he trailed off again. His eyebrows furrowed. “I am sorry.”
I went silent, studying his expression. I narrowed my eyes.
“Can you even feel apologetic?”
He hesitated.
“No.”
“Then why are you apologizing?”
“Tobias said humans respond well to apologies.”
The honesty. I snorted and shook my head.
“What I do know.” He paused. “I do not want you upset. I want you to seek me out. I do not want you to be disgusted by me. I want you to look at me how you look at my twin.” He took a breath, which told me more than anything how worked up he was.
“Look at me as you look at Asher.”
“You will never be Asher,” I snapped, aiming to hurt him.
He drew back slightly and something curiously looking like hurt flashed in his lapis eyes. It was replaced by anger.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he finally spat out.
I gasped, and his stubbornness flared my anger to the surface. He kept doing this angry bit and I was so tired of him.
“I’m going to fuck you,” I snapped right back and wrapped my arm around his neck, using him to drag myself up to kiss him hard. His hands became limp and gave me enough leeway to pull from his grip. I sank my fingers into his short hair, gripping the back of his head.
His fang nicked my lip. The taste of my blood slipped onto my tongue. I moaned, tipping my chin up and sliding my tongue deep into his mouth.
Hooking my leg on his hip, I arched to feel his hard cock through his joggers.
He moaned against my mouth.
I urged him to his back.
Jax let me. He let me.
Elation spurred my actions. I settled on top of him, my pussy flush with his cock. I was naked and my hair was no longer in a braid. It flowed around my shoulders as it did after a shower. They must have bathed me.
It should have frightened me, but it made me feel taken care of.
And I really liked that feeling. His cock throbbed under me. I yanked his joggers down and he bobbed free. The tip glistened with precum, the slightly red moisture making my mouth water.
I licked my lips and pushed up on my knees. In a smooth motion, I sank down on his shaft.
Jax gasped, his eyes widening on mine. I lifted and lowered on him, grinding and riding him. He moaned, his fingers digging into my thighs, but the pinch only made my movements harsher. I loved his loss of control. I craved it.
His lips parted, eyes slitting until they were a thin line.
“Catalina,” he groaned, thrusting up with furious abandon. I bounced on his cock, my breasts swayed with the rhythm. “I need you.”
In a swift motion, he had me on my back again, not detaching from my pussy.
He dipped his head and sank his teeth into my neck. After one suck, he pulled them out and lowered them to my breast. He bit the swell of my breast. I groaned, arching my neck and moving my head side to side. He moved to my nipple and bit me again. My pussy seized around his cock and my release swelled until I crested over the edge. I cried out, coming hard.
Punctures littered my body. His marks. I ran my hands against the hard muscled shoulders, rubbing against the silky skin.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck. Kitten.”
I bowed my spine, meeting each and every thrust with desperation. His loss of control drove me crazy.
He gripped my chin and turned my head to the side. Tobias caught my eye. I was so lost in Jax that I didn’t note him entering. He sat on the chair with his legs splayed and his cock in hand. The smooth, wet tip glistened.
Jax sank his teeth into the side of my neck, striking with fervor. My eyelashes fluttered shut. My orgasm slammed into me and my core gripped him in pulsating throbs.
“Jax. Jaxon. Jaxon.” I cried out, half whimpering.
He relentlessly pounded into me, giving me zero mercy.