RONALD
Everything that has led up to this moment didn’t matter anymore. The fighting, the blood, the lies, the secrets. They didn’t matter. What mattered was who was in front of me, Catherine.
I dragged my eyes back up to her and something in my chest fluttered. She looked perfect. Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, her green eyes that always seemed to pierce through my very being were locked on me, her pouted lips open as she took in shallow breaths. It was all too perfect and she was mine.
I brought my head back in between her legs, hanging them over my shoulders. Taking a deep breath of her, a deep growl rumbled in my chest going straight down. I pulled her closer, ignoring her surprised yelp but it was caught off by a moan. I feasted on her like I was left in a desert witho
