Her Dragon (Book 2 of The Circle Series)

CHAPTER 24: CAVE II

VALENTINA

He steps away from me once I sink onto the blankets, and his smoky scent disappears. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart.

"Are we going to talk at all about today?"

He doesn't answer. I have no idea where he is. All I hear is the crackling of the fire. Blindfolded and bound, I know he wants me desperate and needy before he even begins.

"Did you think once I was here in Spain, I wouldn't leave?"

Minutes pass, and I'm growing more and more uncomfortable waiting.

"Are you seriously not going to answer me?" I clench my fists and try undoing the knot he's tied. If my hands were in front of me I could use my power of telekinesis, but I have to be able to see what I'm doing or visualize it to move the ties. "You're being ridiculous. I've been upfront about what I want from the beginning, and now you're upset because I don't want to give up everything for you?" My anger flares at the thought. "Without us even discussing it?"

Nothing.

"It's only been a few days. What do you expect?"

This silent treatment is really starting to piss me off.

"Damn it, Deo! Say something! How are we going —"

A low vibration begins between my legs and I gasp mid-sentence. The vibrations become stronger and louder within seconds and my stomach tightens. I drop my head back and try to create more friction. He sees that and the asswipe shuts off the vibrator right before things get good.

I want to scream, but I hold it in, refusing to give him the reaction he wants. Beads of sweat trickle down my chest from the fire in front of me, and it takes several moments to control my panting. He turns the vibrator back on to a higher setting and my hips buck forward.

I'm tired of playing this game his way. "Is that it?" I taunt.

I refuse to turn into a mess and beg him for mercy. If he's not going to help me get off, he's going to watch me do it. I lay on my side. and squeeze my thighs, crossing my legs and rubbing them as close together as possible, as the vibrator hums louder. I rock my hips back and forth a bit, and I'm surprised Amadeo hasn't stopped me already. He will soon. I guarantee it.

I open my mind to him, and as the pressure continues to build between my legs, I vividly imagine him laying me down in the cave surrounded by his treasure. A large ruby necklace I saw earlier is draped around my neck and over my breasts. My hands caress the jewels, and his tangle in my hair. His jaw is clenched and his eyes wild while his stiff c**k thrusts inside me once, twice, three times, and that's all it takes for me to unravel and plummet over the edge.

I feel the orgasm all the way down to my toes, but I don't get a chance to ride it out because Amadeo grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me into a sitting position.

Yes! Finally!

"What was that?" he snaps. "What were you doing?"

I lift my chin defiantly and stick my breasts out. I even bite my lip, earning me a growl that does stupid things to my insides. He flips me quickly, so I lay face down on the blanket over his lap and unties my hands. I have no time to brace myself before his hand comes down hard on my butt with a thwack.

"Ow!"

Holy hell. It stings. Did he cup his hand or something before striking?

"How many times do I have to explain I'm the only one allowed to make you come?"

Thwack.

"Answer me!" He's definitely affected by my behavior. I can hear it in his voice.

"You were too slow." My response earns me another smack. I know I'm being a brat, but I don't care because he's being a colossal d**k. How dare he demand an answer when I've been speaking to the walls this whole time.

“Eres un mujer muy terca. (You're a very stubborn woman). It's okay, though. I like seeing my handprints on your beautiful skin."

His open palm strikes down on my other cheek once more, and I'm squirming uncontrollably. His hand goes between my legs, under the Velcro straps to coat his fingers with my juices and rub my folds.

"You're enjoying it as well, aren't you?"

I push my hips into his hand, wanting more, and not caring that he knows it, but he stops and spanks me again. The heat spreads across my tender skin, and I moan. I've never been spanked before. Charlie wanted to try it once, and I almost castrated him for suggesting it, but look at me now dripping and arching my back to give him better access to do it again.

His roar is deafening, ricocheting off the walls of the cave. He pulls me up, so I straddle his lap and yanks the blindfold off. I've never seen him so enraged, and my brain is muddled, unsure why.

"I bring you here, ready to share all of this with you, and you're thinking of another man." His hand closes around my throat, burning me with those beautiful red eyes, and I can hear my blood thundering in my ears.

I'm at a loss for words. He's the most infuriating and unbearable man I've ever met, but I can't stand to hear the hurt in his voice from my slip up, and I'm so unbelievably turned on at the same time.

"Tell me you're mine," he demands, seething.

I want to be his, more than anything, but we haven't resolved things. We haven't spoken. That much my brain can process. With every ounce of power I possess, I stubbornly swallow the words threatening to spill out of my mouth.

"It's okay, mi cielo." Somehow, he understands my silence. "I'll take whatever you want to give right now. Eres mia (you're mine). I know it, and you know it."

His hand relaxes on my throat, and the other undoes my braid, sifting through my hair gently.

His kiss throws me right off. It's slow and sweet, not at all what I was expecting, considering everything that just happened. He wraps his arms around my waist, maneuvering me under him and positioning himself at my entrance. I wet my lips in anticipation.

Surging forward, he fills me entirely while joining our lips once more. Every time we've come together, it's been hungry and rough, intense and absolutely delicious. What he's doing now though? This is something entirely different. It is sensual and tender, loving and absolutely perfect.

This is Amadeo making love to me, and the realization makes my heart want to burst. This is him dedicating every inch of himself to me in the oldest, most carnal way, and the realization has my heart feeling as though it will burst out of my chest. He kisses his way down my throat. His mouth is boiling, and he's cursing and mumbling about how good I always feel, how all I have to do is say the word, and he will give me anything I want.

Then there's the Spanish. The low whispered words I can rarely make out cause heat to spread across my lower back and tingles down my spine. He cups the side of my face and looks into my eyes while continuing his slow and steady strokes that completely ruin me.

"Te amo, Valentina. (I love you). No matter what happens, no matter what you learn. I need you to know that. Te amo." His lips slip over mine. “Te amo. Te amo. Te amo."

His words make something both wake and break inside of me, and for the first time, I let go completely and scream. I scream and scream, and my cries of pleasure and surrender echo in the cave while his words echo all the way down to my soul.

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A/N:

Let me know your thoughts. Is that what you expected to go down? Next up is a bit of Deo's P.O.V

*This is the last update for the month of February. For the month of March, updates will be on the weekend either on Saturday or Sunday.