Redemption (Red Dragon Book 1) (13 page)

Chapter Seventeen.

Desperate didn’t even cover how Valto felt in this moment. He had been so close to losing this lovely creature in his arms to Eilidh’s jealousy and sense of entitlement and he felt a need to reconnect with Cat that ran so deep it felt like it was carving him in two. She was kissing him back with the same eagerness that he felt, sucking on his lower lips whilst her fingers clawed at his shirt. Valto had started feeling like he wanted complete control over Cat here, to hold her down and force her pleasure from her in the kind of way that he saw on porn. He should have known better than that though, as he once again felt himself falling apart beneath her touch once again.

“God Cat you’re amazing.” He knew that he must look like an idiot, pants down around his knees and erection pushing up the hem of his button up shirt. Not that Cat seemed to care about his sudden humiliation as her hands left his shoulders to grip his bare hips and pull him towards her. “Slow down.”

She shook her head so quickly that her hair fell over her face, and he gently pushed it out of her eyes and then brushed his lips over the bridge of her nose. It was interesting how quickly their roles had changed in this, he had gone from all but ripping her clothes off to trying to calm her own lust so that he could take his time with her. “No.” Her fingers curled into the hair at the back of his head and she dragged him into a kiss with such violence that their teeth clacked together almost painfully. “Don’t stop now.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He said the words against her lips, and her hands moved back to his hips and tightened to such a degree that her nails broke the skin.

“Hurt me.” She bit at his neck with sharp teeth and he groaned at the feeling. “Please.”

“Are you ready?” He couldn’t keep the waver out of his voice.

“More than.”

Valto let his hand drift down to between her thighs, sliding along the soft folds of her sex before delving between them to find her hot and soaking wet. With a loud moan Cat’s head fell back and he let his fingers dance lightly over the hard nub of her clit, feeling her legs tremble on either side of him as she arched her back to push her hips up against him. “Yeah you’re ready.” He didn’t even bother to say another word, instead he allowed himself to be pulled forwards by her grasping hands. Taking handfuls of her slim thighs he used them as leverage as he thrust forward with such force that her eyes widened and a grunt escaped her mouth. “You want it?” He whispered the words against her temple. “Do you want to feel it tomorrow?”

Cat nodded her head urgently before letting herself flop backwards onto the desk, letting go of his hips so that she could take hold of the edges of the desk. Her back was ached, breasts pushed high, and her legs tense in his hands as though she was holding herself back from grabbing at him again. “Valto.” Her knees bent and the muscles deep inside her clenched in a way that made him grip her hips and lift her so that their bodies were perfectly aligned.

Once there he slowly pulled back so that his cock dragged along her internal walls, making them both cry out and Cat lean back on her elbows so that her head could fall back exposing the long line of her throat. She truly was beautiful even like this, without all her fine clothes and jewellery and with only a little bit of make up on. This was the woman that he was going to marry, the woman that he loved more than anything on this planet and that he had been willing to throw everything away for. Bending over he kissed her lips gently even as his hips were starting to move instinctively, his back twinged but he found he couldn’t stand up straight as Cat fisted a hand at the back of his head and held him in place.

They kept kissing forcefully as Cat’s surprisingly strong legs wrapped around his back, and she dug her heels into the small of his back to try and make him move faster. Valto pulled away to draw in a deep breath, letting his lips slide along her cheek as he did so. “Cat please, I can’t love you in this position let me stand up.” With a soft mewl she let go of him immediately and Valto was able to stand up straight, take a proper hold of her hips and start thrusting in earnest. There was the sound of their skin slapping, and Valto knew that he must be making the fragile skin of Cat’s inner thighs bruise with the way that he was gripping them.

Sweat was starting to break out over his skin, causing his silk shirt to stick between his shoulder blades and he had to blink the sweat out of his eyes. Beneath his palms her skin was starting to heat up and her cries were filling the room and he knew that the people in the rooms on either side of his must be listening in to them, possibly everyone on this floor. For a moment he let the idea of Teuvo kicking down the door to tell them to be quiet amuse him, before continuing to fuck Cat with everything he had. It didn’t take long for the familiar electric sensation to begin climbing up his spine, and he felt a flash of guilt that he was still relatively inexperienced and didn’t have much in the way of stamina.

“Cat.” He let his eyes close, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to hold on any longer if he looked at her. “I’m sorry …”

Her legs tightened around him even more at those words, and he felt her clenching around him rhythmically, though it wasn’t until her voice broke on a scream that he realised that she had come. That was it for him, pulling her against him as his hips completely lost their rhythm and he lost control of his senses yelling his way through his own climax.

He came too, finding himself draped over Cat on the desk whilst she idly ran her fingers through his hair and made soft noises. The air was thick with the smell of sex and his own musk, with just a trace of Cat’s expensive perfume beneath it. If anyone were to walk in right now it would be obvious what had occurred in this room tonight, and part of Valto wished somebody would so that he could show off his prize.

“Valto.” Cat’s voice was hoarse from her yelling, and the sound of it gave him a thrill. “This is really uncomfortable.”

He didn’t even bother to answer her and instead levered himself off of her, feeling his softening dick pulling out of her wetly. His legs were shaking slightly, but that didn’t stop him from drawing Cat into his arms and lifting her from the desk. With a gentle hum she wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face into his shoulders as he felt her entire body go lax in his embrace, and within three long strides he had deposited her on the bed.

She was almost sweet as she curled herself up in his bedcovers, chestnut hair fanning out across the stark white of the pillows. With a smile Valto pulled off his shirt before joining her on the bed, his heart stuttering in his chest as she pressed herself against him and he slid his arms around her petite body. He kissed her softly and as their lips moved softly against each other she whispered, “I love you.”

THE END.