Page 40 of Dark Alliance


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I bend close to her ear. “I know what you need, and by default, what your family needs.”

As I push a finger inside her, her grip on my biceps tightens, and her eyes start to roll back.

Concentrating on speaking has become a chore when she’s so deliciously snug and hot around my finger, but I persevere. “So, since chewing up the Riccis will give the Roguilins the strength they need to overpower the Gallaghers, we’re going to work together to stop it. You and I. Got it?”

Moaning, she shakes her head.

“Cat?” I sneak another finger inside her, spreading her pussy out. I pick up the pace, finger fucking with one hand and teasing her nipples with the other. “I know you understand. This is the only way this works.”

She surrenders into the sensations, her mouth open, her face flushed from steam and pleasure. Her back arches, her nails digging into my arms through my damp shirt.

She’s so beautiful. I could study her for hours.

This is what I should’ve recorded.

Her moans tell I’ve hit the spot.

That’swhere I want her.

She’s squirming.

Say yes, Cat.

I need you to say yes.

You’re mine.

The lust surging through my body damn near sends me over the edge, but I fight the orgasm. This is about her, not me.

She squeezes my arms, her forehead falling onto my chest as she breathes the word I willed into existence. “Yes…”

That’s my girl.

“Yes.”

She’s close, and I’m excited to watch her ride the wave of ecstasy again, compliments of Yours Truly.

“Yes, Connor.” She peers up at me. “But I need something from you.” She’s clear-eyed in a blink, rocking against my fingers with not even an ounce of lust in those hazel gems.

Son of a loving bitch.

She should be spinning by now, seeing stars and crying out my name.

Though she’s not demanding I stop or pushing me away, she’s not lost in pleasure either. “If I’m going to go against my family for you, you need to prove you’re worth the effort.”

Fuck me. What’s she even saying?

I don’t need to prove anything to Cat or anyone else.

She’s mine, but I guess she hasn’t learned that lesson yet.

Chapter 12

Caterina

I’m struggling not to drown in the sensation of his touch.

This is exactly why I kept his little tracker.