Todos os capítulos de SHE DEVIL: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 39

Holy fuck. One more? Is this man trying to kill me? My limbs feel like jelly. I'm sweaty, spent, wrecked in the best possible way and it feels like he's gotten everything he can out of me. Every orgasm is better than the last one. Never have I met a man with such a voracious appetite. He's been pounding into me relentlessly for the past hour or maybe two because at some point I lost track of time but it doesn't look like he's tired. His stamina is otherworldly. When he flips me to my back again, I don't bother resisting. There's no energy left in me to do anything but lie here and let him use me. I tense, feeling the pull again. It's impossible for me to come again but as Kahlo drives into me viciously, my body proves otherwise. "Your sweet cunt is milking me. Are you close?" He asks hooking his hands beneath my knees and bending them toward my chest. Bringing his face closer to mine. I notice the sheen of sweat dotting his forehead. Proof that he's been working hard to please me

She's a drug that I'm slowly getting addicted to and it's hard to believe we've only been here for one night. Every time I'm near her, I want to be inside her. I want to touch her, kiss her, and hold her. In the few hours since we arrived, I've memorized all the sounds she makes when she's happy, sad, aroused, coming and the way her face changes whenever she's excited. Or scared like earlier when she asked if we were going to ride horses. Something happened to her and I hope one day she'll be comfortable enough to tell me what it was. I want to know all her fears so I can protect her from them. I shower and dress in the guest room before going down to get breakfast ready. Last night I decided to show her around town. The tour wasn't in my plans but if we stay inside, I can't help wanting to slide inside her and God knows I've done that more times than she can handle. But that wasn't the only reason. Back at the house, it looked like she didn't have the freedom to do whatever she want

"What did you tell her?" "That you have a small dick and are not worth the trouble," she says biting her lip. I narrow my eyes at her. "You're begging for a spanking. Aren't you?" Catalina glances over her shoulder saying "Nothing much. Just that it's not nice to seduce someone else's man" "Really now? And whose man was being seduced?" "Don't be cheeky. If the situation was reversed, what would you do? I doubt you'd be as civilized as I was" For starters, there would be no talking. If someone blatantly hit on her despite knowing she's with me? I'd put a bullet between their eyes. We need more time to figure out how far this thing between us can go but that doesn't mean I will allow her to be with another man. While she's in my bed, she belongs to me. I've only ever been in one relationship and it was complicated. But the difference is I wasn't possessive of her the way I am of Catalina. The thought of another man touching her makes my vision go hazy with jealousy. I would s

It's our last day here. I'm almost reluctant to leave but I need to get back and see if the guys have been good. With Salazar around, there's nothing to worry about but once in a while, one of them thinks they can outsmart me by stealing or going to the cops. And I enjoy showing them why I was dubbed the she-devil. Fuck, I miss the scent of blood and the screams that come along with it. How many days has it been since I last had my pound of flesh? As much as I love it here, it doesn't feel like home. Kahlo left to see someone in town and said he wouldn't be long. Ten minutes after he'd gone, it occurred to me that I wasn't comfortable being here alone. He's the one that makes me want to stay not the place itself. Which is good because I don't think being a farm girl is in my blood. This place is boring as fuck. Since I was alone, I took the chance to snoop around. Kahlo never gave me a tour because every chance he got, he slid inside me, and not once did I think of stopping him. I've

When I finally go back downstairs, Salazar is already there with the cleaning crew. He's standing in the middle of the living room with his hands in his pockets. He looks unbothered but I know he'd tell me off if he could. Sometimes I wonder why someone like him chose to support me when he could have taken over as the boss. He's calm, rational, and dangerous in a way that doesn't need to be loud. Agreeing to leave with Kahlo without security was reckless. The men who attacked me could've been anyone ranging from a local gang, the police who want me out of their way, or someone powerful with a vendetta against me. If they had guns, I would probably be dead already. But what can I do? My man wanted a weekend away with me. I couldn't deny him. "Ma'am" "Save it. I don't care for what you have to say" The muscle in his jaw ticks but he doesn't speak. Kahlo is still following me. I suppose he has a lot to say but doesn't know where to start. What a time to be i