All Chapters of Claiming The Heiress: Chapter 91 - Chapter 98

AlejandroMy entire body is tuned toward her touch, wired up, filled with anticipation just as something inside me shifts, like the pieces of my shattered heart finally start to fall back into place.I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way before. All my sexual encounters have been impersonal, transactions of physical services that never left me as satisfied or as eager as I am right now. On fire.Katerina traces her tongue down my throat as she moves to straddle me, both her thighs wrapped around me, her heat bringing my body on fire as my cock jerks up in her hands again. It only makes her give me a dirty smile, her lips spreading widely over my Adam’s apple before she sucks there, hard and greedy, like she’s marking me. All I can do is move a little to give her all the access she needs.“I like how ready you are for me,” she mumbles against my skin and continues to suck on it, until I am sure she’s doing

AlejandroBy the time Juan gets back it’s already dark outside. We are finally dressed and have cleaned the small bedroom as good as we could. The washing machine is running and we are sitting on the kitchen table, sharing a cup of tea, just finding excuses to prolong our time together, the time where we don’t need to pretend we are nothing to each other. Somehow, by some weird spell that just refuses to let me go, I find more and more excuses to touch her, to never end the physical connection between us. That is, until she seems to get tired of the excuses, so she just wraps her fingers around my own and just leaves our intertwined hands to rest on her thigh.Manuel returns back with Juan and both of them seem as flushed as we actually are, but just as they don’t comment on what we did the entire afternoon while they were gone, we don’t say anything either.And this is how the four of us find ourselves having dinner around Juan&

Katerina I stare at him. I really fucking stare because what the hell? The thought of someone following me around, messing with my business, telling me what to do, where to go… Yet, as I think of it, Alejandro’s probably right. A person can ignore the blunt threats coming from the Sandovals only so long. It feels surreal though. Up until a few months ago, my biggest concern was the next board meeting at my work and how certain board members would react to a project detail. Now? It’s fucking life and death and it’s starting to get its toll on me.Alejandro suddenly looks nervous, worried. Like he’s not sure whether I’d like or not the idea, yet he seems hopeful, desperate for me to accept.“I hate it,” he whispers as he moves closer to me, as close as possible. “I hate that I am not enough to protect you from any harm that might come your way. That I might be the reason for it.”

Katerina “You want revenge on him?”He shakes his head, looking ahead in the distance. “You don’t know how she begged him for help when she was sick and we had no food on the table. How he humiliated her in front of everyone. It’s what killed her in the end. She felt so damn helpless, she believed there was no way out but death. When we lost the house, to him, she couldn’t take it anymore. She took her own life.”My heart skips a beat at that.“God, I am so sorry,” I whisper in a strained voice as I walk toward him, hugging him from behind, holding him as tightly and as close as possible.Alejandro slips his fingers though mine over his heart, and then lifts our joint hands to his lips, kissing the back of my palm passionately.“It happened a long time ago,” he says in away that shows me he’s still not over it. How do you even get over something li