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~ KATALEYA ~ I tiptoe, cupping his neck, needing to know if I kiss him again, will I feel pain or not? It breaks my heart knowing that there’s a darkness within him, one that perhaps is hurting me. I need to know if that first kiss was the only one that was pure… He leans down, closing the gap between us, before our lips collide, stealing my breath away as we kiss. A beautiful, deep, passionate kiss fuelled by the desire that breathes through our veins and thrives on the pull that is inevitable between us. My eyes flutter shut, and I’m consumed by him. No…, this isn’t like the second kiss… but it’s also not like the first… there’s something different… something far more illicit. It’s deep, passionate and there’s something entirely erotic about it… His arm snakes around my waist as he presses me up against the wall, our bodies crushed against one another, and I gasp, feeling his manhood bulge in his pants through the thin fabric of the t-shirt I am wearing. Pleasure dances through m
~ ENRIQUE ~ ‘Enrique… oh fuck!’ Not even the cold water of the shower can get rid of this hard-on. My head is echoing with the memory of her moans, the scent of her arousal, and the images of how her body reacted to me. She was a work of art and I was able to play her strings so fucking perfectly. She is the embodiment of heaven on earth. She drives me fucking crazy, a distraction I am never able to ignore, and I don’t know how to fucking accept that. What am I doing? I brace my hand against the wall as the cold water pours over me. Eyes open or closed, it didn’t matter. All I can see is her body arching with pleasure, the moans of ecstasy filling my ears and how fucking good it felt… watching her expression of pure euphoria on her face… Fuck… I can’t deny that she’s an addiction I am unable to refuse. The image of her pussy with her legs spread beneath me fills my mind, the moans and screams getting louder in my head as pleasure rushes through me. I lean my head back, closing
~ KATALEYA ~ I’ve heard stories of homewreckers, women who have no shame of being in a relationship or simply messing around with a man who is taken. And Enrique is very much taken in terms that he’s engaged. I know over dinner they said they wanted to finalise the engagement, but their being here was pretty much a done deal. I should have known that. Until he has told her what he has planned, I shouldn’t have allowed him near me, even if I love him… I wrap my arms around my knees, resting my head on them. I don’t know how I will face Marie, oh how horrible I am! I bite my lip as tears trickle down my cheeks. She was so good to me. Imagine being engaged to someone and then seeing them with someone you had treated with kindness and politeness. I cringe with disgust and shame. Last night no longer felt like a pleasant moment. It was wrong. Completely wrong! Anger, hurt and frustration at myself swirl viciously around me, like a swarm of angry bees. “Come out, do you plan to stay
~ MARIE ~ Breathe in, breathe out. Whoa, that isn’t what I was expecting to see… When I asked Carlos what time his Alpha wakes up, I didn’t think going up to his room would result in me seeing him with another woman. And that too, none other than Kataleya Rossi. I thought he hated the Rossis? Sure over dinner I felt like he didn’t mind her but… to have her in his room… clearly having just woken up… My hands are trembling as I ball them in fists, trying to calm my nerves. Is this the kind of union I’m going to be in? Maybe he won’t agree to the engagement. Maybe he’ll be turning us down… I hope so. I should- “Ouch!” I stumble when I hit a wall of muscle and look up to see it’s none other than Jose. Guess both he and his Alpha are alike. “What are you doing coming from the Alpha’s floor?” he asks sharply, glancing at the steps behind me. I smile bitterly. Oh, he knows. I scoff. “What’s wrong? Worried I’d learn about your alpha’s dirty little secret? Too late. I already did.” I
~ ENRIQUE ~ I watch as Marie storms down the hallway, her anger clear and I can’t fault her. Her rage is valid, regardless of the fact that her words irritated the fuck out of me. This wasn’t the intended plan and if her father wants to see this deal through then she will need to stick to it. I frown deeply, not wanting to let my conscience come forward. The part of me that is telling me that I’m forcing her against her will; that although she’s already made it clear this was a decision made on her behalf by her father, it is set and decided. I know I’m being fucking unreasonable, but I really don’t fucking care. ‘Carlos, if you wish to survive another day without me castrating you, lock Marie, our precious guest in the dungeons. Now. And dare defy me and I will fucking lock you up for a fucking year!’ ‘Y-yes Alpha.’ The festering poison of my wrath bubbling inside of me needs an outlet, and who better to take it out on the person I once considered a friend? I turn my gaze on the
~ ENRIQUE ~ Kataleya turns as she looks down the hallway where she had just come from. My eyes flash as I rush up the stairs. I will not meet them there… that is a place that will not be destroyed. There are many memories that I hate there, but also a handful I cherish. All that remains of the family I once had. “Go. I can handle this, and take her with you!” I glare at her. I’ll deal with her later. “No, I need to be here,” she counters, her eyes flashing as she remains rooted in her spot. Irritation rushes through me and I wrap my hand around her pretty throat, wanting to do a thousand fucking things to her. To punish her and to fuck her senseless until I’ve ridden myself of all this anger. “Don’t try me,” I whisper menacingly. “There’s more than one. You can’t do this alone,” she whispers. “You don’t have to do everything alone.” Time seems to slow as I want to say a thousand fucking things, want to vent my frustration out at her, but right now I need her safe. “Do you think
~ KATALEYA ~ Great power. Power that intensifies with every word that leaves his lips. For a moment, time seems to still, and all I see is the power and the aura that swirls around him… a deep reddish orange, but… it’s different from those eyes. His eyes, a stunning liquid gold at that moment, the light highlighting every angle of his face. This power… I don’t know what it is or where he’s bringing it from, but every word he speaks -every word, every meaning of each word rings in my mind. “By the fiery embrace of the sun, the powerful shroud of the moon, the celestial light of the stars and the heart of the earth; I, Enrique Ignacio Escarra, the last of my bloodline, summon forth the power bestowed upon me as the rightful heir of the sacred title. Let these bindings be shattered, the shackles sundered, and the unleashed energies come forth!” Before my eyes, I watch as that aura spreads from him. Then there is silence. Silence, that makes me wonder if I’ve lost my sense of hearing
~KATALEYA~ “May we talk?” I ask Marie softly as people begin to disband. And I see Luis grumbling something as he heads back inside, constantly looking around sharply, and he appears to be extremely jumpy. A small evil part of me finds it rather amusing. That’s what happens when you make horrible comments at someone else. I turn back to Marie, who is watching me. “Please?” “Sure.” She nods. “Thank you…” I reply as she moves away from the group and walks towards me. “Where are you two going?” Jose asks, looking between us, but Enrique hasn’t moved… his sexy back is still to me. Is it that fire that just happened? His scent… it’s got a strong underlying hint of fire and ash… An oddly nostalgic feeling washes over me, but I can’t seem to place what it is and I shake it off. “Just to the pool,” I answer Jose as Marie nods, giving him a cold glare. “Got a problem?” she challenges. Jose glances at Enrique, who doesn’t seem phased and so he simply nods, his eyes meeting Marie’s. Th