All my defenses dropped with just the feeling of his mouth on mine, his tongue inside me sparking me to life as I sucked back a ragged breath that felt like my first true one since the accident.
I was lost.
6 Rafael
She shivered in my arms, her lungs expanding with air as she drew me deeper into her. There was a moment of satisfaction, of knowing that the wait had been worth it.
That she was worth every second.
Her tongue met mine hesitantly, her hand touching the side of my neck as she pressed her lips to mine more fully. I kissed her slowly, cautiously testing the boundaries of what she may have been comfortable with. My innocent Isa faded, spurred on by my touch as she curved her body into mine as the sense of rightness filled her.
She was mine, and I was hers. Inexperienced or not, her body wouldn't allow her to hesitate in the melding of our souls. I pulled her even closer, my fingers tangling in the hair at the back of her head in my urgency to feel her. Shifting her to her back, I rolled her beneath me and leaned over her as I pulled my lips away from hers just enough to sink my teeth into her bottom lip.
The gasp she gave me resonated through me, a recognition of everything I couldn't possibly know. Isa may have been innocent, but that didn't mean her desires had to be. I kissed her for real the next time, a deep conquering of her lips that spoke to all the impatience in my body. She moaned in response, lifting to meet me halfway as I bruised her lips in my determination to possess her. Gliding my hand from around the back of her neck, my fingers softened as they trailed delicately to the front of her throat. A single line from her chin and down the soft skin until my fingers touched her sternum.
Her lungs heaved in response to me, goosebumps rising on her skin as my touch trailed over her shoulders and down to take one of her hands in each of mine.
Lacing my fingers with hers, I guided her hands away from my body and pressed them to the daybed beneath us. Her face turned shocked for a moment as I raised our hands up the bed to rest beside her head, and gave her more of my weight. Trapping her beneath me, knowing that for just that moment there was nowhere she could go, unleashed a bit of the monster within me as I smirked down at her with all the ferocity in me.
She tested the bonds of my grip on hers, pushing up while I leaned further into her. There was a moment of fear in her eyes that bled to excitement as I watched. Knowing that, beneath the obedient exterior, my princesa had a deviant side only showed me just how perfect she was for me.
My grip tightened on hers, lacing our fingers together as I watched her process what she wanted and try to reconcile it with who she believed herself to be. The darkness inside her called to me, and I wondered if she saw the nightmare staring down at her.
There was no doubt that was what I was, but I was her nightmare.
Whether she wanted me or not.
"Quiero ser tu dueño," I whispered, touching the tip of my nose to hers. Her back arched, pushing her breasts to my chest before she lifted her neck slightly to capture my lips with hers. The young woman I'd watched in Chicago never would have allowed herself to be in such a compromising position with other people around. She'd never want to risk people seeing her devoured by a stranger.
But my poor Isa was so lost to our bond and the inexplicable connection between us that those people ceased to exist. I didn't have such luxuries, given I had to force myself to control my impulses.
This wasn't one night with a stranger, but the start of our lives together.
I chuckled, touching my lips to her cheek. Her head rolled to the side, her body moving underneath me as I whispered against her skin. "Pasa la noche conmigo."
"I don't understand," she said with an uneasy laugh as I pulled away to grin at her. She knew damn well what I’d said, her body going tight suddenly as she considered the words and tried to buy time before she had to make her choice. But my Isa could talk herself out of winning the lottery if given the chance, and I'd never allow such a thing.
"Spend the night with me," I answered anyway, taking away the time she'd stalled for.
"I don't think that's such a good idea," she whispered, her head shaking lightly as she frowned and her demons crept back into her gaze. I touched my lips to hers once more, trailing down to her throat to nip the flesh there while she gasped.
"Trust me, mi princesa. It is a very good idea," I murmured, watching as she bit her own lip hard enough to draw blood in her confusion. "Let me show you what it is to burn."
She swallowed, determination settling in her eyes when she finally nodded her agreement.
"Okay," she whispered. I stood from her slowly, holding out a hand to help her to the edge of the daybed. She hesitated briefly, reconsidering as her eyes met mine and she sucked back deep breaths.
The moment she placed her smaller hand in mine willingly, she sealed whatever question had remained as to her fate.
I would never let her go.
I lifted her off the
