Page 59 of Love Bites
Katheryn shook her head. “We can’t. He’ll find us! He has eyes everywhere.”
She glanced around fearfully. She wouldn’t be surprised if he were watching them even now, from a distance. Just the thought of going back to him, of being forced to pretend to be his fiancée again… She couldn’t.
Ignacio tightened his grip on her, his eyes flaring once more. “Katheryn, I don’t know what he did to you, but I’m here now. And I will never let anything happen to you. You’re safe with me, love. Do you understand?”
Katheryn released a breath and nodded slowly. He was right. He was a vampire and would be stronger than any of Hunter’s men combined. But that didn’t stop her from worrying about him or what Hunter would be capable of doing. Finally, she let Ignacio pull her away, and they walked silently until he hailed a cab to take them to a small hotel.
Ignacio got them a room, while Katheryn stood silently by his side, hand in his and holding on for dear life. She didn’t want to be separated from him ever again. She felt safe just being near him. She felt home.
They got their key then went quietly to their room. As soon as the door was shut and locked behind them, Katheryn found herself in his arms again. They kissed with desperation and passion. Her lips found their way to his, and soon, their tongues danced together, familiar and inviting.
“I’ve missed you, love,” he broke from her to say. “I couldn’t bear to be apart from you. Forgive me for taking so long to find you.” He pressed the tip of his nose to hers. “Are you hurt?”
Before he even let her answer, he rushed to the bathroom and back, holding a wet wash rag in his hands which he used to wipe the blood tenderly from her skin. When he finished, he tossed the rag aside and began patting her down, on the pretext of checking for injuries. She laughed and pushed his hands away.
“I’m fine. Don’t worry. But I don’t want to talk about it right now, Ignacio.”
“No?” He smirked as if he’d read what she wanted on her face.
“No.”
She pulled him down to her and kissed him again. She didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to think about the horrors of what had happened or what could have happened if she hadn’t escaped. Instead, she wanted to feel her Soul Mate, wanted to feel his body covering hers. She lost herself in Ignacio, in his touch, in his kisses.
He gripped her tightly at the shoulders and eased her back to the bed. She fell on it, and he fell on top of her. There was nothing slow about it this time. There was no time to explore what she’d missed in the past few days. There was only time to hold on to each other, to lose themselves, to hurry in case it was all just a dream. Katheryn didn’t want to wake up.
His hands slipped inside of her shirt to find her waist, to caress it with fire. In a rush, he pulled away whatever material blocked access to her skin. She pushed the jacket from his shoulders and reached for the bottom of his shirt. He helped her pull it over his head. She wanted him more than she’d ever wanted him before. She longed for his warm skin, igniting sparks on hers.
He kissed her neck as his fingers fiddled with the button and zipper of her jeans. He pulled them past her hips, along with her underwear, and his fingers dove into her warm, swollen folds. She cried out as he moved them in and out of her. Her muscles tried to suck him in deeper, longer, but she couldn’t. Her head spun with euphoria, her hips rose up to greet him with each powerful thrust of his fingers, but she wanted more. She needed more.
“Ignacio!” she exclaimed, gripping strands of his soft hair. She wanted him.Neededhim.
“I know, love. I know.” His fingers left her, and he unfastened his pants. He shoved them down only a little way before thrusting into her with a hungry cry. She screamed and tore his back with her nails, pulling him closer to her, crying out his name with each thrust he pounded into her.
Their pleasure mingled, rose and fell, until it finally shattered like glass cracking and exploding in a shower of crystalline sparks around them. Katheryn fell back on the covers with a pleasurable sigh. Ignacio lay against her, weighing her down with his body in a way that was all-too-comforting and familiar.
“I’ve missed you.” Katheryn smiled into the crook of his neck. She fiddled with his hair, letting it fall between the spaces of her fingers. Oh, how she’d missed this comfort, the simplicities of just being with him like this, of the feel of one another’s touch.
“And I, you,” he murmured against her bare skin. “I missed touching you like this.” He demonstrated by trailing his fingers slowly down the length of her shoulder, lower down her chest, between them, lower to her stomach and finally, they found their way home.
She cried out as he teased her wet center, twirling his fingers in circles, expanding her insides. Her hips twisted and thrust with each movement his fingers made.
“I missed tasting you, like this.” His warm mouth found her nipple. He took the nub into his mouth and teased it to a painful peak, and he did the same to the other one. She urged him on, to keep touching her, to keep kissing her.
“I missed loving you slowly.” In one expert move, he pulled off the rest of her clothing and tossed it on the floor beside the bed.
“I missed undressing in front of you.” He stopped caressing her to stand and tug off the rest ofhisclothing.
She watched, licking her lips in anticipation. It didn’t matter that they had just finished, they could have kept going for hours, and it seemed as if he was planned on it. When he finished undressing, he rejoined her on the bed and brushed aside the strand of curls from her cheek and pressed gentle kisses there.
“I missed kissing you.” His lips found hers in a kiss that left her breathless. “I missed kissing your lovely breasts.” He did so, slowly torturing her as his lush lips trailed blazing flames down her entire chest then lower still to her stomach then lower still.
“And I missed licking you here,” he murmured then dipped his tongue into her, nearly sending Katheryn over the edge.
She gripped the sheets at her sides tightly and cried his name as he teased her with his tongue and lips. When he found her sensitive nub, everything else exploded.
Her hips jerked, and a scream escaped her lips. Whether she’d cried out his name or simply screamed for the pleasure of it, she couldn’t be sure. All she knew was that moment of sweet release.
Ignacio grinned. “I missed hearing my name on your lips as you orgasm.”
