Page 119 of Their Princess


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“Perhaps I should say hello to your future missus.” Cazador waved and craned his neck to look over my shoulder. “Adelina Parisi. How’s your father?”

I aimed my gun, and his two brothers stepped closer, drawing their weapons too. I could feel the ground tremble from my brothers moving closer behind my back.

“Rafe,” Adelina whispered, “give me a gun.”

Jerking my head to the side, I hissed at her, “Shut the fuck up. Graff, move her away.”

This could be a bloodbath, and if we risked her life, we’d have to face both the cartel and Don Parisi.

Cazador smirked at me. “She’s pretty.”

It was wrong to call her pretty. Adelina Parisi was gorgeous. Graff had talked about her face enough for me to know how symmetrical it was—whatever that meant. But even I couldn’t miss—no matter how I tried—how gorgeous she was.

Her features were dainty and pure, like white silk or a fine China. And her sassy, know-it-all attitude made her spicy.

Sexy as fuck.

“What’s her cunt taste like?” Cazador licked his lips.

I stiffened, taking a step forward, still aiming my gun and in the sights of the other Rojas brothers’ muzzles too. I didn’t give a shit though as I said, “Erase that idea from your pea brain, Caz.”

He laughed. “Come now, Tate. No reason to be high-strung. I’m sure she could take two of us. A princess like her needs to be pampered.”

Yeah, Adelina could take Graff and me at the same time. We would stretch her. Make her cry. Make her come. Make her curse us and make her pray to us like we were her gods.

But I’d be rotting in the fucking ground before Caz and either the phantom or Acero had a go at her. I would never share my pussy—especially my premium pussy—with these cartel motherfuckers.

“Chica!” Cazador took a step to the side, inching toward Adelina, and Graff and Rafe moved in front of her like her personal bodyguards. “Oh, come on! Don’t play like that. We only want a little fun.”

“You’ll get the payment tomorrow,” I growled. “Get the fuck out of my party and tell el Tigre.”

Cazador stopped calling to her, but when he looked at me, his smile had only grown. “Careful, Tate. I’m starting to think you like Adelina.”

I rolled my eyes. “What I don’t fucking like is you ruining my high or blocking me from getting my cock sucked.”

He lifted his hands to the sides. “I respect that, man. Anything for a blow job. Let’s go, hermanos.”

The three of them started back to their car as I ground my teeth. Pain shot up my jaw. I didn’t release my bite or move until dirt kicked up from their tires. They headed out the way theycame in, but I doubted they would be gone for long. And when they returned, it wouldn’t just be for the money, but for Adelina.

Fucking cartels.

Bitches.

All these bastards up my fucking ass.

“Adelina!” I stomped toward her. “Come here!”

Rafe put an arm out to stop her, but she ducked away from him. She didn’t realize how deep she was now. Not just with me but with the cartel.

I should blister her ass for the trouble she was causing.

She sauntered up to me, opening her mouth, but I latched a hand on to her wrist and pulled her toward the motorcycles.

“Hey, let go!” She tried to pry off my fingers, but I tightened my grip.

“You’re riding back with me,” I said.

“The fuck I am!” She dug her heels into the canyon soil, only kicking up dust.

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