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“Holdstill.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
It was hard to focus when this beautiful man stood in front of me, his solid, bare chest on display. Id never tire of looking at his hard body and the art that covered it.
“You were right. It looks like it just grazed you, but it’s still pretty deep. Are you sure you don’t want stitches?”
Kai clenched his mouth tightly when I pressed the wet cloth against the broken skin. “You have that glue stuff?”
“And I’m the stubborn one?” My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket before he could hit me with a sarcastic comeback. It was the text I’d been waiting for, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Holly’s name.
HOLLY
Hey, babe. Got your text. Glad you’re safe.
ME
Lay low, Hols. I’ve got the girls running extra security at my place. Get there if you need to relax a bit.
HOLLY
Okay. Thanks. Amalia, I’m sorry about the laptop. I feel like I fucked this up.
ME
It’s okay. It was a shitstorm. We’re lucky we made it out. There’s going to be press regarding the shootout on the highway. Get our people ahead of the damage.
HOLLY
Got it, boss.
I rolled my eyes and grinned.
ME
Love you, pendeja. And I’m happy you’re safe. Text you later.
Text bubbles appeared and disappeared twice, and I waited to see if she would respond, but nothing came through after several minutes.
Placing the phone on the bathroom counter, I turned toward Kai, who was just about done gluing himself back together. A twinge of heartache pricked at my chest when I thought of how close he’d come to being seriously injured. The angst swirling inside me at the possibility of losing him, especially in that manner, was crushing.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, concern pulling his eyebrows together. I hadn’t realized I was wearing my emotions on my sleeve lately.
“I’m sorry. I was reckless today. We should have gone with more backup.” Kai wrapped me in his arms. “I would have never been able to forgive myself if something had happened to you…or Holly.”
“I’m good. Just another scar to add to the tally.”
I met his eyes, those beautiful ocean eyes, and smiled. “The only scars I want to see on your body are the ones I give you,” I said, digging my nails into his back.
Kai’s hands came up to the side of my neck. “I’m yours to mark, mi reina.”
We shed our clothes and stumbled into the shower, my legs wound around his waist, teeth clashing together as we each fought for dominance. Growling into my mouth, he pushed my body against the tile. The impact bordered on pain, but I needed more. More of him. I wanted to feel him claim me, stretch me open, and fill me until I was on the fringes of death, if that’s what it took.
“Fuck me, Kai…please.”
“My wife is so fucking needy, isn’t she?”
“Yes…say it again. Who am I?”
He popped my nipple out of his mouth. “Mine.”
Water droplets gathered in his full lashes and rolled down his face.
He was so fucking beautiful.
With my thumb, I pushed his bottom lip, and he kissed it. “Mine,” I whispered.
Nothing about how I felt being in his arms, being his wife, his partner—none of it felt temporary, and it scared me. But I didn’t give a damn anymore. If Kai and I were meant to be more than that godforsaken contract, I would let the pieces fall where they were meant to. In the meantime, I would enjoy every single second in the company of this man.
Kai set me down on the bench and threw my legs over his shoulders, lips brushing up my inner thigh.
“I missed this.”
“It’s only been a few hours.”
“Too long.” His laugh vibrated against my clit, and I closed my eyes as he chased it with his tongue. “My wife tastes so fucking good.”
A grin broke across my face as I tipped my head back and tangled my fingers into his hair. The sting of a sore wrist from today’s chaos had me suppressing a hiss, but the pain was quickly drowned out by pleasure as Kai devoured me as if I were his last meal.
“Dios,” I moaned as he gripped my hips tighter, drawing me closer and burying his tongue inside me.
“Kai,” he growled, fingers replacing his tongue, sliding against the slickness before he pushed it against the rim of my ass. “Call my name when your pussy is on my face.”
Rocking against him, I murmured his name, urging him on and biting my lip when he pushed inside me.
“You look so goddamn beautiful when you break for me,” he said, pumping inside me with each thrust of his fingers and a swipe of his tongue. “I’ll never get enough of this sweet little cunt.”
“It’s yours…baby, only yours.”
“I need you to mean it, Amalia.” He suctioned me hard into his mouth, and mine gaped open. He locked eyes with me.
“I…I do,” I whined, my legs shuddering around his head, voice broken.
My orgasm rippled through every inch of my body, from my toes to the very top of my head. I cried out his name between ragged pants and whimpers. But he continued feasting, stealing my breath.
“My wife,” he groaned, then flipping me over without warning, he pushed my head against the bench.
I attempted to spread my thighs to give him better access, but he spanked my ass cheek so hard it made my whole body jolt forward. He pressed his lips where my skin was on fire. “Leaving my mark.”
“Again,” I whispered. With my nails digging into the bench’s surface, I braced myself for the impact. The sting spread deliciously. “Fuck,” I moaned, my teeth open over my arm, closing against my skin as I rode out the waves of pain and unimaginable pleasure.
Kai spread me open and lined himself at my entrance, thrusting inside with a groan from deep in his chest. He was the epitome of hurts so good. Birth control was well worth the goddamn headaches at this moment because all I wanted was to be savagely fucked and taken by this man, to feel him lose himself inside me so that I’d erase the memory of every woman that ever came before me.