Chapter 97 97
“Fernando!” Sofía warned, but he answered with a low growl instead. His face buried itself in the curve of her neck while his rough, calloused hand closed around her right breast, squeezing through the fabric of her dress until a startled gasp escaped her lips.
He pulled back only long enough to press a button near the partition. “Head to my farmhouse,” he instructed the driver calmly before releasing it. Sofía shot him a questioning look.
“I don’t want the kids interrupting us tonight,” he said with a satisfied smile that sent a flutter through her stomach.
“Corinne and Ricardo will be furious. They’ll have four children to handle,” she reminded him.
He chuckled. “I’m the Alpha. They won’t dare complain.”
“Mean,” she muttered, though her lips twitched.
He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles tenderly then, without warning, tugged her toward him and captured her mouth in a scorching kiss.
His tongue traced along her lips, coaxing her to part them. When she resisted, he grabbed her backside and squeezed hard enough to make her gasp and he took full advantage, plunging into her mouth hungrily. She responded just as fiercely.
Within thirty minutes, the car rolled to a stop.
Fernando stepped out first, then helped Sofía down. He dismissed the driver with instructions to return the following afternoon.
Before she could take more than a step, he swept her into his arms bridal-style. She gasped, instinctively looping her arms around his neck.
At the door, he pressed his thumb to the scanner. The lock clicked open. He entered and shut the door behind him with his foot but instead of heading toward their usual bedroom, he carried her elsewhere.
Inside the unfamiliar room, he kicked the door closed.
Darkness swallowed them.
He set her on her feet and stepped away. A second later, the lights flicked on.
Sofía blinked repeatedly and then a shocked gasp tore from her throat.
Rose petals covered the floor, their scent thick and intoxicating. A massive bed stood at the center of the room.
But it was the wall that made her pulse stutter.
Cuffs. Gags. Whips. An array of instruments displayed unapologetically.
Her throat went dry.
“I’m going to use every single one of them on you,” came his low growl from behind her.
She jumped and turned.
The look in his eyes stole her breath dark, predatory, flecks of gold shimmering beneath the surface.
“F-Fernando…” she managed, only to lose her voice when he was suddenly in front of her, his large hand wrapping around her throat.
She gasped, heart racing.
His grip wasn’t tight enough to restrict her breathing but it wasn’t gentle either.
“Are you afraid?” he asked softly.
She shook her head faintly.
He pulled her closer and claimed her swollen lips in a brutal, possessive kiss that left no doubt about what he intended. Heat pooled low in her belly instantly.
When she pounded weakly against his chest for air, he released her mouth but not her.
The hand at her throat slid away.
Then came the sharp rip of fabric.
Her dress tore apart and fell in shreds around her feet.
She stood there, fists clenched, half-frozen and burning all at once as his gaze devoured her nearly bare body lingering especially on her full breasts.
He advanced.
She retreated a step.
Not because she feared him but because he looked like a hunter closing in on prey.
A smirk curved his mouth. He caught her by the nape and yanked her forward. His fingers tangled in her hair while his other hand tugged the cup of her bra down, exposing her. She sucked in a sharp breath.
“Take it off,” he ordered.
Though the red bra and matching thong made her look like temptation itself, he clearly preferred her without them.
She obeyed, unclasping the bra and letting it fall.
“So fucking beautiful,” he growled and instead of easing her down, he threw her onto the bed. She bounced against the mattress, breathless, while his gaze darkened further.
He strode to the wall and took a pair of cuffs.
Her heart leapt.
“F-Fernando… I think”
He silenced her with a finger to her lips. “Not a word, Ana.”
He climbed over her, knees bracketing her hips, pinning her down. In swift movements, he secured her wrists to the headboard before stepping back.
“Seductress,” he muttered under his breath, shrugging off his suit jacket.
She watched him with equal parts fear and anticipation.
He unbuttoned the top of his shirt, rolling his sleeves up to reveal the dark ink on his skin. She felt a flicker of disappointment when he didn’t remove it entirely.
He kicked off his shoes, then stripped her heels away and tossed them aside. Grabbing her ankles, he yanked her legs apart with a force that made her yelp.
A cushion slid beneath her hips.
Her thong was torn away.
He lowered himself between her thighs, eyes dark as he took in the sight of her.
“So wet,” he murmured roughly, blowing lightly against her sensitive skin and making her shudder.
“Watch me,” he ordered.
His mouth went to work and she cried out as pleasure overtook her, her body arching helplessly against the restraints. He chuckled when she climaxed loudly, then rose, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“I’m going to ruin you tonight,” he promised darkly.
He finally stripped off the rest of his clothes.
When he entered her, the sensation stole the air from her lungs heat, tightness, overwhelming fullness.
“Fernando ah!”
“Feel me,” he rasped against her ear.
By the time she reached her fourth climax, she could barely form coherent thoughts.
He gripped her hips, lifting her from the cushion as he thrust into her with raw, unrestrained force.
Once.
Twice.
Again.
He finished with a guttural roar, body shuddering.
Sofía lay trembling, sparks racing beneath her skin, breath ragged.
He bent and captured her lips in a deep, claiming kiss.
“Are you exhausted, baby?” he murmured softly.
She could only hum weakly in reply.
A wicked glint returned to his eyes.
“I’m just getting started.”
Her eyes widened.
And he took her again.
And again.
There was nothing gentle about him.
He was every inch the beast he carried within unyielding, relentless, consuming her until she was nothing more than a trembling, boneless mess of pleasure.
By the end of the night, she realized one undeniable truth.
Fernando possessed the stamina of an entire army.
Her insatiable, unstoppable Alpha.