Severed by Vengeance (The Severed Signet, #1)

by Elle Maldonado

Evangelina shot me a disdainful look before stepping through the threshold.

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” She released a humorless laugh. “It’s kind of a pattern in my life.”

As I leaned in close to the crest of her ear, the sweet scent of her hair blowing beneath my nose, I whispered, “Good girl.”

“I won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting you. I don’t care who they are. And Evangelina,” he rasped, reaching over and tipping my chin, thumb caressing the side of my jaw, “I don’t make threats.” Instinctively, I knew the conclusion to that statement. Promises. He made promises.

A strange twinge of something clenched in my stomach at the thought of him sleeping with other women. “Oh, of course not. They just fall at your feet, don’t they?” “Or crawl to them.” His voice deepened, and he threw me a sly gaze.

So, this was what they meant about feisty Latinas?

The warmth of her breath fanned over my lips as hers parted.

But I had to play my cards. No matter how goddamn beautiful and captivating she was. “You can just tell them I’m your cousin. Isn’t that what you said?” I teased.

feathering her lips over mine, and whispering, “I’ll tell them...

O...

Fuck her until I’ve had my complete fill. Until my cum dripped from every orifice of her body. Until I’d branded her as mine, and she was utterly ruined for any other man.

“I need you to understand something. You’re in my life now. You won’t be reckless.”

You and I would be so damn good together.

“No,” he deadpanned.

“Oh, and Eva? Lock your door.”

“I will have you, Eva. All of you.”

He chuckled into the skin behind my ear, and my eyes fluttered closed. “I’ve never had a woman in my bed. Never brought one to my home. I don’t share my intimate spaces with easy pussy.”

“But you’re no angel, are you? I can feel how wet that sweet little cunt is for me. Goddamn, Eva, you’re going to soak straight through my pants.” Derek thrust up into me, and another breathy moan slipped past my lips.

“I’m going to fuck you, Eva. I’m going to taste and savor every damn inch of you. In my bed, in my room—on every goddamn surface of my house.”

“Fuck, yes, she’s mine.”

Derek’s fist tangled in my hair, bordering on pain as he pushed me closer to his lips. “When I fuck you, Eva, I’m going to wreck you. Do you hear me? Every part of you belongs to me now. That sweet pussy only gets wet for me.” His breath fanned hot over the shell of my ear. “And when that time comes, you’ll be on your knees, taking this cock like a good fucking girl.”

I’ll introduce you.” “Hey,” he called as I made my way out of the living room, “don’t introduce me as your cousin.” Derek winked, and the reaction in my underwear was immediate.

“I knew it! You little whore. You were practically humping his leg earlier.” I groaned loudly and headed into the kitchen. “I am so done with you!”

I missed her. I fucking missed her. Her smell. The smoky sound of her voice. The way her pouty upper lip curled up when she smiled.

“Eva, if something happens or you ever feel sick, I want you to call me. No matter the time.” Another smile hitched the corners of her mouth. “An adrenaline rush like you had today can spike your glucose levels, right? Is that why you’re feeling sick?” I asked, thumb

pushing on her bottom lip as they parted in surprise.

“I recall you saying you were going to fuck me over every surface and have me on my knees, Derek Cain.” The tip of her tongue swiped my earlobe. Fuck. “You’re not feeling well, and I won’t make things worse.” I pitched my voice low, mouth brushing over the shell of her ear. “No matter how badly I want to bend you over this goddamn couch.”

I used my knee to push her thighs open and settle between them. “I’m dying to know what you taste like.” “Find out.” Chuckling over her lips, I said, “My girl is so fucking needy.” “Your girl?”

“You’re mine. You’ve been mine from the moment I saw you. How many times do I have to remind you?”

“Goodnight, angel.” She scoffed and sauntered to a side table next to the recliner, pulling out a fucking hot pink dildo before sprinting up the stairs. Oh, she was wicked.

Nearly two hours had elapsed since finding Evangelina.

“Open up that pretty pussy for me. I’m not done yet.” His face glistened, and I watched with hooded eyes as his tongue snaked out. “I knew it would be even better from the tap.”

“Please, let Sofía go. My aunt won’t be too happy if we go back to México without her.”

I chose to ignore his compliment and the glint of what looked like lust in his eyes. Averting

Her eyes were transfixed on my cock, and I watched with a laugh as she squeezed her thighs together. “Like what you see?” She gave a slow nod, a hint of worry in her eyes as she took in my size.

“Remember what I told you. You’re going to take this cock like a good girl.”

“Does Ronan know?” I scoffed. “What you or Ronan think of my relationship with Evangelina is irrelevant.”

“I’m insulted you doubted me. Clearly, you’re begging me to redden the other side of that—Oh, fuck!” Eva’s pussy walls bit down on my dick, stealing my breath as a delicious electric current jutted into my balls. She

“I understand maybe you have this hero complex, but I—” Derek twisted

“I’m no hero, Eva.”

“I’m something else entirely. Nothing and no one else matters to me. I’d bathe the whole godd...

I shook my head. “Never. But you, Eva, I’d give you the whole world. Just ask, and it’s yours.”

“I don’t want the world, baby. I just want you.”

“Get on your knees,” I said, stroking myself.

“Show me how pretty those lips look wrapped around my cock.”

“Look at you, my greedy little slut. Do you want to swallow?” Her hands squeezed my thighs as she nodded, causing some to drip from the corner of her mouth. “Do it.”

And when she began to grind her leaking pussy against it, the reaction was instant.

No. At that moment, I decided I would never give her up. She was mine. Mine to keep. To worship. To love. Only mine.

And I’d be damned if I ever let her go. I would find a way to be the man she needed and deserved. No matter the cost.

“Baby, I’d never hurt you. Please, believe that.” Her hands wound tightly around my wrists, and her eyes flew open. “You’re wrong,” she said in a whisper. “No one has ever hurt me more than you. You fucking broke me, Derek.”