Chapter 33
C H A P T E R3 3
Moonlit Goddess
Cade
The Present
I made my way down Ella’s body as she removed her dress, worshipping every expanse of moonlit skin I could reach with open-mouthed kisses and love bites.
When I landed on my knees, I glanced up at my prize.
My princess. My goddess. My religion.
She was an arresting sight to behold.
Her face with that imperfectly perfect gaze. Her stunning body donned in nothing but stiletto heels, thong, and lustrous jewels. Her fiery heart on her sleeve, showing every emotion she felt for me. Want. Love. Need .
Finally, all her walls were down.
The Ella I loved was back.
And she was all mine for the taking.
“Lean back against the window, baby,” I instructed and she obeyed. My fingers unstrapped her heels, cupping her tender ankle carefully. I brought it to my mouth, gently kissing around it a few times. “All better?”
She nodded with a playful gleam in her eyes. “Mhm.”
My girl once told me that my touch was a remedy for her, the same way hers was for me. I was ready to bleed exoneration into our beings once and for all.
“Where else do you want to be kissed, Ella?” I grazed my palms over her calves, thighs, waist, my mouth following suit, not leaving any inch of her untouched.
She bit her bottom lip, speared her fingers in my hair, canted her hips, and guided my face closer to her heaven. “Here, please.”
I stopped just shy of her cunt, my mouth drooling at the way her lacy thong stuck to her swollen flesh. She was drenched and I barely touched her. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
“I want you to lick my pussy and…”
“And what?” I growled and threw her left leg over my brawny shoulder, opening her for my ministrations. I grasped handfuls of her thick ass and dragged her closer to me, my nose running along the slit of her thong. Goddamn, her scent, pure sex mixed with jasmine and orange blossoms, turned me into a madman. “Talk to me, Ella.”
She gasped when I dragged my lips along the wet material. “I-I want you to fuck me.”
Good girl.
“You’re going to get fucked, sweetheart. Hard. Fast. Deep. Slow. All night long.” With my teeth, I tucked her thong to the side. “Until you can’t breathe and can’t come anymore. Understood?”
“Y-Yes. Please.”
Grinning like a savage, I licked the entirety of her slit, eliciting the sexiest half moan, half whimper from her. I did it a few more times, letting her taste melt on my tongue before devouring her like a hungry man whose only nourishment existed right here, between these tight thighs. I went from fucking her hole with my tongue, to inserting two fingers in that slippery heat, to lavishing her pearly bud with licks and sucks. The sloppy noises of her arousal, her begging cries, and the tightening of her fingers in my hair made me feral.
“ Cadecadecade .”
Her pleas were like hymns to my ear.
“Mm. I love your taste.” I smirked around a mouthful of pussy, my lips, chin, jaw smeared with her wetness. My blood heated and my cock ached in the confinements of my pants. I wanted to be inside of her, pounding her sinful body in every angle until her voice was hoarse from pleasure.
“Cade, please. I’m—” She broke off on a sob when I sucked her clit hard.
She was right there . I could feel it.
“Come for me,” I commanded, digging my fingers into her ass cheeks. “Come for me so I can give you more, baby.”
My girlfriend didn’t last long, quaking as she orgasmed with sweet noises, praising me like I was her everything.
Her dark prince. Her God. Her salvation.
She slumped against the window, her chest heaving up and down with uneven breaths.
I licked my mouth for more of her taste and stood to my full height.
Ella watched me through glazed eyes. I shrugged out of my suit jacket and chest holster. They joined her gown on the floor. My fingers worked each button of my dress shirt deliberately slow. She feasted on my naked torso as it was revealed to her, stark hunger and greed pulsing in her features.
When I yanked my belt off, she jolted with excitement.
I smirked. “Would you like me to use it on you?”
“Later, yes.”
After lowering my zipper, I pulled out my cock. Thick, swollen, and leaking at the tip. For her. Always for her. I hissed, giving myself a few strokes with the hand that was still coated with Ella’s arousal. “How do you want it first?”
She licked her lips. “From behind.”
Bad fucking girl. “Then that’s what you’ll have.”
She appraised me from head to toe as I jerked off, taking in every scar, every wound, every tattoo. “You’re so beautiful, Cade. I can never get enough.”
Ella was my undoing.
My heart twisted in my chest and I leaned down, stamping my mouth to hers, pouring everything I was worth into the kiss.
She tasted like moonlight, jasmines, and mine.
Ella gasped, her lips and tongue meeting my demanding strokes with equal fervour. Like she was just as insatiable as me. Like she needed this just as much as me. Like she would goddamn die without me.
I was no longer alone in my solitude.
My first and forever love was back.
I nipped and tugged her bottom lip. “Turn around and put your hands on the window.”
“Bossy man.”
“Yours.”
“Mine.”
Ella turned around and peered at me with a coy glint, her dark lashes drooping over that stunning gaze in a provocative manner. A flirty smile curled her lips as she braced her palms against the glass window and jutted her ass for me. “Like this?”
Good Lord. I could write a hundred odes to that backside. Tight, perky, and thick. I wanted to bite it. Lick it. Suck it. Tattoo Property of Cade on her ass cheek so whenever she paraded around in a little swimsuit, every motherfucker in the vicinity knew this girl belonged to me.
“Just like that.” I barely recognized my own guttural voice, fisting my cock harder and faster. “Fuck, the things I’m going to do to you tonight.”
“Tell me.” She started playing with her nipples and clit, moaning as she eyed my erection. “I want to know.”
“I’m going to ruin you, tame you, own you.” I dragged heated kisses up her spine. “I’m going to remind you why I’m the only one for you, Ella.”
“What are you waiting for?”
I was going to fuck the spoiled attitude out of her.
Pressing up against her back, I whispered, “Do I need to wear a condom?”
“No.” She moaned when I sucked a hickey on her neck. “I’ve been on the pill for two months. I want you bare.”
I groaned at the thought of her hot silk wrapped around me like a vice. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve been dying to feel you without anything between us since the last time.”
Fuck, me too.
Dropping my slacks, I kept lavishing her shoulders with kisses. “Have you touched yourself to the thought of me over the last three months?”
Shivers wracked her body. My effect on her was imminent. I loved it. “All the damn time.”
My hands squeezed her small tits and travelled south, where I slapped her pussy twice, relishing her squeals. Despite trying to hate me, she’d fucked herself to the thought of me. I smiled and murmured in her ear, “Ditto.”
Ella ground her ass against my cock in invitation. “Cade, please. Put it inside of me.”
Fisting the short strands of her hair, I tugged her head back until she whimpered in pleasure-pain. I guided my cock to her awaiting pussy, coating my inches with her slickness. “First show me what a good slut you are and beg for my cock, baby.”
“Please, I’m going to lose my mind. Give it to me. I want it. I need it. I—”
I slammed into her in one harsh thrust.
She screamed, clawing at the window for purchase. “ Cade .”
I threw my head back on a groan. “ Ella .”
So good, so tight, so wet, so mine.
Her pussy felt divine.
Being inside of her was akin to a religious experience. Nothing made me feel as complete as this girl. She was my sanctuary and my kingdom come.
“Hold on.” I collared her throat with one hand and choked her lightly the way she liked. “This is going to be fast and rough, baby.”
My words were the only warning she received before I pulled out and thrust back in, harder and deeper than ever.
I turned into an animal with her next scream, establishing a brutal pace as I thrust my cock with a vengeance, fucking her within an inch of her life. Her cunt stretched obscenely around my thickness. I pounded into her with no finesse. Treating the love of my life like my personal fucktoy. Pure, filthy need had our bodies colliding together frantically with flesh-smacking noises.
“Remember when you said you’d never scream for me again?” I taunted with a strained, dark chuckle. “Who’s a liar now, huh?”
Ella only cried out for more, growing wilder with every thrust.
“You were made for me,” I growled, my stomach muscles flexing as I pumped my hips faster, my rhythm almost a blur. “Look how your greedy pussy swallows my cock whole. You’re gripping me so good. Like you never want me to leave. Like you want to be filled with all the cum I’ve got stored for you, sweetheart.”
The dirtiest noises escaped Ella’s parted lips as she backed her bouncing ass against my lap, fucking back on my cock like a depraved slut. I shoved two fingers into her mouth, the same ones I fingered her with, and she sucked with a hum.
“Does it turn you on?” I whispered in her ear. “Knowing that anyone can look up and see your hot body getting fucked raw like I’m paying a couple grand for it?”
“ Yes .”
I grazed my teeth along her jaw. “Knowing that they’ll want a taste but will never have it because I’ll kill them for even breathing in your direction?”
She sobbed, playing with her clit faster. “Y-Yes. Turns me on.”
The admission sent me into a frenzy. “Naughty girl.”
“Yours.”
“Mine.” I screwed her harder, watching in the window’s reflection as my upward drives caused her tits to sway and her ass to shake. Damn, she was perfect, meeting me thrust for thrust, nails digging into my thighs, her arousal sloshing over my dick and her ass. “Fuck, are you close?”
“Y-Yeah,” she panted.
I groaned, my thrusts increasing in speed. “Now let go, Ella. I want to feel your pretty cunt coming around me.”
When I pinched her clit and murmured more dirty words into her dewy skin, she finally orgasmed with a loud scream, giving a show to anybody who dared to look up.
I followed suit and finished inside of her, my groans ringing in the air.
Without letting Ella catch her breath, I pulled out, swung her into my arms, grabbed my belt from the floor, and took us to the California king in three strides.
I threw her onto the bed, loving the way her gasp dissolved into a giggle. She rose up on her elbows, tilting her head as she watched me standing by the foot of the bed, drinking her in with dark lust coursing through my veins.
Ella Ximena Cordova was a goddess with the moonlight caressing her beautiful form, decorated with love bites, teeth marks, and diamonds worth millions of dollars.
She was priceless to me.
I would die for her, kill for her, live for her.
My girl beckoned me closer with a sultry smile. “Won’t you come closer, mi corazón ?”
“Spread your thighs,” I commanded, climbing in after her. “I’m not done with you.”
Like the cheerleader she was, my girl split her legs wide open. Her bare cunt glistened wet. An erotic mixture of her arousal and my cum dripped out of her hole in a hypnotizing sight.
So fucking sexy.
Based on the way Ella rubbed her slit teasingly, she liked it too. “You made a mess.”
“And I’m going to make another one.” My hands held her thighs as I lowered my mouth to her pussy. “Soon as I finish cleaning this one, pretty girl.”
“Cade…” Ella held her breath in anticipation when my tongue licked along her slit, tasting us for the first time. She emitted a soft cry when my fingers dug into her skin and my tongue collected every drop. I kept my eyes on her the entire time as I French kissed her pussy, using two fingers at the same time to hit her spot. Her third orgasm was fast. She came like an insatiable little thing who just couldn’t get enough of me. My tongue, my fingers, my cock.
She needed me like air.
I crawled over her until I hovered just above her lips.
We stared at one another with panting breaths.
“Do you want a taste?” I rasped.
She parted her mouth in response.
Seizing her jaw, I dribbled spit before kissing her almost angrily, shoving my tongue into her mouth. She moaned at our essence and kissed me back with the same passion, her palms roving over my arms, spending extra time caressing the scars on my left one in the most affectionate manner. Telling me silently how strong and beautiful she found me. Telling me silently how grateful she was that I was alive and with her right here, right now. Telling me how much she loved every bit of me, even the parts that were wretched.
I grabbed her waist and rolled us over so I was underneath with her on top.
Ella gasped, but understanding quickly flickered in her eyes.
“Come ride me so I can fill you up with more cum,” I crooned darkly. “You want that, don’t you, sweetheart?”
Ella
G ood Lord, Cade’s mouth should be illegal.
I was still recovering from the three orgasms and the way he dirty-talked to me. But seeing him lick my pussy, overflowing with his cum, like a filthy motherfucker before having me taste us , was the cherry on top of the cake.
“Yes, I want it.” I straddled him and rose up enough to grab his hard cock and lodge it at my entrance. “I want you so bad, querido .”
“Needy brat.” Cade clutched my throat with one hand and squeezed. He yanked me down to his face, kissing me desperately. “ Eres mia, hm?”
I licked the ELLA tattoo and bit his bottom lip. “ Sí, soy tuyo .”
Cade quickly cracked the flat of his belt against my ass until I broke away with a moan, pain and pleasure coalescing in my core.
“Now ride me,” he demanded. “Fuck that pussy over my cock and make yourself come, Ella.”
He didn’t need to tell me twice.
I lowered myself onto him, inch by inch, whimpering because he was so long and thick and filling me perfectly.
“Good girl,” he praised. “All the way down—fuck.” He barked out a curse, drops of perspiration glimmering on his skin as I sank to the root. “That’s what I’m talking about, baby.”
My clit throbbed and my heart fluttered, loving the way he slowly unravelled for me, one stitch at a time. I kissed Cade, allowing myself time to adjust to him again.
Using his big muscular chest for leverage, I rocked up and down on his length, working him torturously slow, wanting to see him lose control and just snap . Cade knew what I was doing, but he was letting me have my fun.
“Do you like it?” I licked the sweat from his jawline and bit into his skin like a wildcat. “When I ride your thick cock like a horny slut?”
On a particular downstroke, I clenched around him and raked my fingernails over his abs with wickedness. Cade threw his head back on a beastly groan, looking like a famished dirty prince coming home and finally having his lover service him. God, he was so fucking hot in the midst of pleasure, his fingers digging into my hips with a bruising quality.
“You dicktease,” he growled and slapped the leather belt against my ass in warning. “I said to fuck me.” Slap . “Not play games.” Slap . “Get to it.” Slap . “Or I will punish you.”
I cried out, clenching around him. I loved his wrath on my skin. It turned me on like no other. Leaning forward until my pebbled nipples brushed against his chest, I whispered, “Maybe I want to be punished.”
His eyes flashed with a menacing gleam. With a cruel smirk, he grabbed my waist, braced his feet against the bed and pulled me off his cock. “Who am I to deny the love of my life, hm?”
Next second, I was slammed back onto his cock and then he started fucking into me from below. Fast. Deep. Fucking ruthlessly. The sheer force of his pounding had my body bouncing on top of him with each savage thrust. I had to hold on to the banging headboard and grip the silk sheets so I wouldn’t fall off his lap. “ My, God. Cade, Cade, Cade.”
“That’s right, Ella.” He punched his cock inside of me brutally. “Your God.” Thrust . “In.” Thrust . “Every.” Thrust . “Goddamn.” Thrust . “Way.”
He was selfishly using me for his pleasure, battering my pussy with no remorse, igniting a flurry of sparks every time he hit that spot inside of me. I loved every second of it. I screamed for more, my voice raw from begging him to never stop.
The angle was doing wonders for my clit. I had missed this, him, us so much.
Closing my eyes, I moaned as I neared my peak.
“ Mo chuisle ,” he murmured in a soft tone, despite our rough love-making. “Open your eyes. Let me see all your shades and colours.”
I gave him what he wanted.
Cade’s sky blue gaze locked onto mine as he ruined, tamed, owned me. This was my forever, my happily ever after, my lifetimes wrapped into one. I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.
“Don’t come yet,” he warned, despite being close himself. “Not until I say so.”
He was killing me. I was so close. “No, no, no. Cade, please .”
“Answer me first.” He slowed his thrusts to slow, deep ones to edge me. I whined from frustration, sinking my nails in his inked torso. “Who gets to treat you like his dirty little princess?”
Only you. “ Cade .”
“Who gets to fuck you until the day we die?”
Beautiful, jealous, possessive man. “ Cade .”
“Who gets to have this pussy sitting on his face whenever he wishes?”
I nearly squirted. “ Cade .”
“Who gets to tattoo his name on your skin?”
If this pop quiz didn’t finish soon, I was going to die. “ Cade !”
“Good girl.” His intense expression softened a hint as he kissed me tenderly. “Let me give you your reward now.”
Cade started thrusting faster and harder, working us to a fevered pitch again. An old familiar rhythm that always drove us crazy. Our little bubble rang with harsh breaths, naughty promises, and the sensual noise of our sweat-slickened bodies making war.
“I’m going to steal you away.” Thrust . “Marry you.” Thrust . “Spoil you rotten.” Thrust . “Make you my queen.” Thrust . “And rule together.” Thrust . “You with me, Ella?”
“With you, Cade.” I moaned, holding on to him with all my might. “Always.”
He pressed frantic kisses all over my skin like he was desperate for me to understand the depth of his feelings, while making love to me like never before. “I love you. Te amo. Mo ghrá thú .”
My heart glowed, hearing him say he loved me in three different languages. I returned the three words against his warm lips.
My confession sank into the waters of his soul like an anchor and he gazed at me in utter rapture like I was the personification of all his desires.
It wasn’t long before we came together, wrapped in each other’s arms and echoing more words of love.
Cade was created for me.
And I, for him.
After a few more rounds of lovemaking, I was completely spent. A delicious soreness pulsed through my muscles as I lay on my stomach in the silk sheets. Basking in post-coital bliss and feeling extremely sated and languid.
“What’s got you smiling, Ellie?”
I beamed into the pillow. “You, and how much I’ve missed us.”
“Me too.” Cade pressed a kiss to my hip.
Currently, my boyfriend was propped on his elbow and using my ass like a table as he rolled a joint. Glancing over my shoulder, I caught him smiling and extending it towards me. I grabbed his Zippo from the nightstand and lit the tip.
Cade took a deep puff and exhaled, weed smoke curling out of his mouth.
“You want some?” he asked, handing it over.
I took a drag while he moved up the bed, propping his back against the headboard. He started sifting his fingers through my hair.
“Do you have pictures of Knight on your phone?” I exhaled and passed the joint back to him.
“Yes.” Cade’s eyes lit up and he grabbed his phone. The fact that he still had my picture as his wallpaper turned my insides to mush. Turning his screen my way, I saw a shot of a Doberman puppy.
“Oh my God. He’s so cute.” I squealed, going through each picture and video. The one of him and Olivia rolling around in the living room really did it for me. “I can’t wait to meet him.”
“He’s the sweetest boy. I’ve shown him your pictures on multiple occasions. At this point, he basically knows you’re his mommy.”
I pouted. So adorable. “Can we bring him to the penthouse?”
“Yes. Though fair warning, my family is really besotted with him. We might have to split his time between here and there.”
“Sounds like a plan.” I was imagining us taking Knight for drives with Emilio and Olivia to get ice creams and pup cups for him. “I went over to your place last night, but I didn’t see him. Me, Josh, and the girls were kind of busy doing detective work.”
“Yeah, Josh told me you all kidnapped him and wouldn’t set him free until he helped you find evidence.”
Josh made it sound like we held him at gunpoint. “Did he tell you the part where we made him get on all fours so we could use his back to climb up to Callie’s window?”
Cade was in the midst of inhaling smoke when he burst into a half cough, half chuckle. “No, he did not.” His face scrunched up. “But I read Callie’s disgusting diary entries and I need to wash my eyes with bleach after seeing clips of that amateur porn.”
“Same.” I cringed, remembering the video.
Suddenly, Cade’s features darkened. “I need to tell you something, Ella.”
Not liking his grim tone, I sat up. “What is it?”
“I met with the girl from that night. Her name is Mabel. Josh found her and arranged for us to meet.” Cade handed me the joint. “We talked. She was very friendly and kind. Sorry too, although she had nothing to apologize for, considering she was a victim in this situation.”
“I’m sensing like there’s something more.” I placed my hand on his naked chest. “What is it, Cade?”
Anger flashed in his eyes and his jaw clenched. “I know who the masked guy is.”
Every line in my body froze, the joint halfway to my mouth. “Who?”
“Gavino Ricci.”
Profound shock tunneled through my system, robbing me of any sound.
Cade saw all the questions swimming in my wide eyes. “It’s been him all along, Ella.”
Gavino Ricci, Callie’s so-called crush, was the masked guy?
Why the fuck would he do this?
Moreover, I didn’t see a single diary entry from Callie stating that Gavino was the masked guy, or that she was sleeping with him.
The puzzle was almost complete, but I needed a few more answers. “You need to elaborate. Help me better understand. Please.”
“Mabel said she was talking to a blond hockey player at Josh’s party. He pressured her into drinking until she was basically drunk. Then he asked her to meet him upstairs. In my room specifically. When I showed her the Rangers’ team picture from last year, she recognized Gavino.”
“Taking advantage of a girl like that—forcing her to drink—and then letting her be humiliated is fucking despicable,” I spat. “Why would he do that? Why would he hurt you and me? It doesn’t make sense.” I shook my head. “What motive could Gavino have for all of this?”
“I texted Josh and Uncle Vance the minute I found out about Gavino. By the time I got home, they did some more digging and found out that…he used to be Kian Wilson’s foster brother.”
I closed my eyes on a bone-deep sigh.
The final puzzle piece fell into place.
“He was Kian Wilson’s foster brother and he wanted to avenge him,” I concluded. “And somehow he knew we were the ones responsible for killing him.”
“Exactly.” Cade exhaled more smoke. “How he figured out that part is yet to be known, but one thing’s for certain…”
He trailed off but I knew what he meant.
In the Remingtons’ world, there was only one way to deliver justice.
Gavino Ricci had to pay for his actions and suffer the consequences.
He had to die.
“Callie must have given him my passcode.” She’d seen me type it in a million times—my boyfriend’s birthday. “I bet you he’s the one who bumped into me the night of the party, stole my phone, and sent you those text messages.”
Cade nodded. “I think that’s what happened too.”
With that settled, I crawled into Cade’s lap. He held my hips, thumb brushing over the K tattoo on my hip bone. “How are we taking him down?”
Cade’s smirk was packed with dark mischief. “I thought you’d never ask.”