Chapter 4 What had she done to me?

Viper

Damn. Up close, she was something else. The kind of woman who could make a man forget his own name. And that smile, sweet, dangerous, perfect, made my pulse thud like an engine revving too hard.

I did not even know what language they were speaking, but it sounded smooth as smoke. Beautiful, wild, and foreign.

“So let me get this straight,” I said. “Some fool wants to sleep around when he already has you?”

“Her boyfriend of six years decided an open relationship would ‘keep things exciting,’” Jenna announced, rolling her eyes.

“Sei una stronza,” the other woman muttered, her tone half threat, half affection.

Jenna grinned. “Mi ringrazierai più tardi, you will thank me later, sis.”

I frowned. “What language is that?”

“Italiano,” Jenna said proudly.

“Italian? No kidding. I did not know you spoke that, Jenna.”

She shrugged. “We are full-blooded.”

“Jenna!” her sister warned.

Jenna smirked. “Oh, relax. He does not even know what I said. Yet.”

Her sister shot her a look sharp enough to draw blood. Jenna just laughed.

I leaned forward. “So, beautiful, what do they call you?”

“Catalina. Jenna’s sister.”

“Yeah,” Jenna said. “Pretty sure he figured that out on his own, genius.”

I grinned. “Viper.”

Catalina tilted her head. “That your road name?”

The surprise on my face must have shown because she gave a knowing smile. I nodded.

“Anyway,” I said, “back to this clown who thinks an open relationship is a good idea. Let me guess. He claims it will ‘strengthen the bond,’ right? Or maybe he offered a threesome, but only if it involved another woman. How am I doing so far?”

Catalina let out a humorless laugh. “Right on target. He said we have been together too long, and we should see what other people are like.”

I leaned closer, my voice dropping. “Angel, if you ever want to find out what ‘other’ feels like, I would be happy to volunteer.”

Her eyes burned into mine. “I am game.”

I offered my hand. She placed hers in it, small and warm, a spark snapping between us. But before I could lead her anywhere, boots clicked against the floor, Sophie, storming toward me, her face twisted in rage.

“What the hell, Viper?” she shouted. “You are choosing this random slut over me?”

Behind me, I heard Jenna mutter, “Oh, hell.”

Catalina’s hand slipped from mine. Before I could blink, she had grabbed the knife Jenna had used to cut limes. Her movements were calm, precise. She pressed the blade to Sophie’s cheek, and a thin red line appeared, a warning written in blood.

“You might want to watch that mouth,” Catalina said, her voice low but lethal. “Because the only working girls I see here are the ones I was told would sleep with anyone who walks through that door. I only plan on one man tonight, and it is him.”

The room went dead silent. Music cut off. Every eye in the clubhouse was on us. The club girls stared like they had seen a ghost. The old ladies smiled, quietly impressed. My brothers looked between each other, some stunned, some grinning like bastards. Even Butcher had his arms crossed, watching the scene with a wolfish smirk.

Sophie’s voice cracked. “Viper, do something!”

I chuckled. “No need. My little slasher’s got it handled.”

Catalina’s eyes flicked toward me, a flicker of heat in them. She liked me having her back. Then she turned back to Sophie and lowered the knife.

“If I were you,” Catalina said, her voice calm as a loaded gun, “I would walk away before I change my mind.”

Sophie stumbled backward, then bolted out the door.

“Come on, killer,” I said, grabbing Catalina’s hand and pulling her along. The room erupted in whistles.

A soft thunk made me glance back, Catalina had thrown the knife. It landed dead center in the pile of sliced limes. Jenna burst out laughing, waving proudly.

Torque dropped his cue stick and went to stand beside Jenna, still staring at the knife.

I could not wait another damn second. I scooped Catalina into my arms and carried her toward my room. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and the heat between us roared to life.

The door beeped as I punched in the code, kicked it open, then shut it behind us. Catalina’s breath was hot against my ear. Every sound she made was gasoline on fire.

And for the first time that night, I stopped pretending I was in control.

“Just hold on, baby. I will get us to the bed. God, the things you do with your mouth are incredible.”

“I get so excited when I draw blood. Please, we need to get to the bed. I want to taste you,” she said, her voice low in my ear.

What did she just say? Did she really tell me that drawing blood makes her excited?

This woman is completely unpredictable. I lifted her and placed her onto my bed, the mattress shifting under her weight. She moved to her knees right away and started working on the fastening of my jeans. She had my belt undone as I pulled my shirt off. Catalina opened my jeans and had her hand around me in an instant. I let out a sound of pleasure as her fingers tightened, and my legs grew weak when she took me into her mouth. I have never been with a woman who could do that so completely. I am not a small man, and many have tried without success. She was incredibly skilled. Did she not say she had only been with her boyfriend? What a fool that man must be. To find a woman with this kind of talent is unusual, and he wanted to see other people? I might need to make sure she stays around for a while. Wait, what am I even thinking?

She continued with an intense rhythm, and my vision blurred from the sensation. She took my hands and placed them on her head. Perfect. She became still and let me set the pace. I moved with her, completely lost in the moment. The feeling of her tongue and the incredible heat of her mouth made me groan without any control.

“I am close, Angel. If you do not want me to finish in your mouth, just tap my leg.”

She did not tap my leg. Instead, she held my hips and pulled me closer, keeping me there. She moved her tongue and I completely lost my composure. I felt my release pulse into her throat. She swallowed and let out a soft, pleased sound. My entire body shuddered. When she moved away, everything was clean. She simply looked up at me with a smile. I moved toward her quickly, and she let out a small, surprised noise. I pulled at her dress and it came off easily. My God, she was not wearing anything underneath. I looked at her, and a blush spread across her cheeks. I could not help but smile.

How could this woman be so bold one moment and then seem so shy the next? I took her ankles and gently moved her to the edge of the bed. I took off her shoes and let them fall to the floor. Then I removed my own boots and pants. She gasped when I parted her legs and lowered my head to taste her. She cried out. I used my tongue and my fingers to please her.

“Yes!” she cried out. She moved against my hand and my face. I curved my fingers inside her, finding a sensitive place, while my tongue moved quickly over the small bud above. She let out a long, high cry and her body trembled against me. A rush of her release covered me and I tasted it all. This woman was absolutely incredible.

I kissed my way up her stomach and then focused on her beautiful breasts. They were a perfect handful. I caressed them and circled her nipples with my palms. I gave one a gentle squeeze between my fingers while I took the other into my mouth.

“Yes, Viper, oh yes, that is so good.”

“You like when I play with your nipples, baby?”

“Mmmhmmm, a little harder.”

I closed my mouth around her breast and her body reacted with a powerful release. I could not believe it; I had brought her to a climax just from that. I had never done that before.

I moved closer to her and our lips met. The kiss was deep and intense. I reached toward the nightstand, opened the drawer, and took out a condom. I sat up just enough to put it on. As I did, I saw the red marks from her lipstick on me, and the sight was incredibly arousing.

I moved over her again, looking directly into her eyes.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, Viper. Please, I need you," she said.

I began to enter her slowly. I am a large man and I wanted to be careful not to hurt her. But she had different plans. She took hold of me, wrapped her legs high around my waist, and pulled me into her completely.

The feeling was overwhelming. "You feel so incredible," I managed to say, resting my head against hers.

She let out a low sound and began to move beneath me. She was taking control, and I was not going to let her have all the fun. I lifted one of her legs onto my shoulder, withdrew, and then pushed back into her deeply. I repeated this, finding a rhythm, and each movement drew a cry of pleasure from her.

"Yes, like that! Do not hold back, Viper!"

I did as she asked. I could feel sweat on my forehead, and a drop fell onto her stomach. She made that sound again and smoothed the moisture into her skin with her hand. The sight was incredibly powerful. I adjusted her other leg, bending both at the knees and bringing them closer to her body so I could kiss her. This new position allowed me to reach a place inside her that made her cry out.

She screamed my name, so loudly I was sure everyone in the building could hear. A few more movements and my own release crashed over me. It seemed to last a long time, my entire body trembling with the force of it.

When it was over, I slumped down, catching my weight on my elbows before I released her legs. She held me tightly with her arms and legs, not letting me go. Her gentle hands moved slowly across my back as I tried to steady my breathing. I had never experienced anything like that. What had she done to me?