Stolen Dove: Stolen Hearts Series by Blake, Carina (novels in english .txt) 📗

rages thinking about his hands on my wife. Worse, what if she enjoys his touch? We pull up to the curb and search for them. I spot her easily. He gets too close for my liking and hers it seems, as well. I see that nervous stance of hers and then I’m a foot from them when he does the unthinkable.

12

Dove

It’s around two hours later when we sit down at a café. “How are you, little Dove?”

“Obviously I’m not enough.” I shouldn’t have said that. Vicente isn’t my confidante. In fact, I get the feeling that he’s escorting me because he’s more than interested in just being kind. He’s pushing my limits by calling me little Dove. I might hate Victor, but he’s the only one to call me little Dove.

“If you were mine, I wouldn’t let you out of my sight, and I’d always be all over you, sweet Dove.”

“I’m fine. You don’t have to cheer me up, but I told you about calling me that. He’s crazy territorial over his property. I’m worried that he’d kill you for such familiarity.” He reaches out and touches my hand. I stand up instantly and quickly step away from the table. I barely get three feet when he grabs my arm and spins me around into his chest and holds me firmly. “Let me go.”

“You deserve someone like me.” He bends his head to kiss me and my palm comes up to strike him. He doesn’t retaliate because he’s being yanked away from me by Fernando, and I’m being dragged backward by Victor. I can’t see him with the way he’s carrying me, but I know his touch, his scent. Shit. I’m in trouble now.

“That you are.”

Shit. I said that out loud. He places me in the back of the SUV and then closes the door behind him. The doors lock and I watch him walk up to Vicente and punch him in the stomach and then in the jaw before coming back toward the SUV. Fernando unlocks it and Victor climbs inside. “Vámonos ala casa.”

The partition comes up, and then I’m in Victor’s lap. “My little Dove, we have a serious problem.” His hand is on my throat and his other on my ass, holding me in place.

“What are you doing here, Victor? Don’t you have your puta to see?” I spit out, feeling the ache in my chest expand.

“Ah, so you know some Spanish.”

“Everyone learns the bad words first. What does it matter? I want to go home. I’d rather live with that piece-of-shit father than with you.” Crack. He pops my ass hard with his hand.

He grabs my hair at the back of my head and tugs my face to meet his. “You’re not fucking going anywhere. I don’t have a mistress. I’m guessing that asshole told you that and you believed that fucker over me. It’s obvious that little fuck wants what’s mine. I’m going to kill him for touching you.” He rips off my panties and then frees himself from his slacks. He barely tests my entrance when he buries his cock completely in me, sliding me down over him. “You are mine. You remember that. I already told you that I wouldn’t betray you. That bastard almost has his lips on you.”

“I tried to fight him off,” I sob, my pain mixed with the pleasure of his hands on me.

“Yes, you did, but he wouldn’t have had the chance if you’d stayed home like you were supposed to.” He grabs my hand that I smacked Vicente with and kisses it gently. “You’re my wife, Dove. That doesn’t change no matter how much you want to leave me. Ay Dios mio. He made you believe his lies about me.”

“It’s not hard given our relationship.”

“And yet you still didn’t fall for his seduction. Why?”

“Am I supposed to fall for every guy that feeds me a line?” His hand comes down on my ass again and my pussy clenches around his shaft, loving the ire in his eyes.

“You will never fall for another. Do you understand?” He thrusts harder into me before his mouth crashes down on mine. Every pump of his hips up into mine drives his message home.

“Yes, Victor.” I want to believe him. Even if he’s faithful, I’m still just his fuck doll. He spanks me again.

“Are you going to come for your husband?”

“I don’t think…”

“Don’t think. Feel, Dove.” I do, and I feel too much. He kisses me hard and then sucks on my nipple through my shirt. I come, clenching around him, and he floods my womb with a roar. “You’re mine. No one is going to take you from me.”

We slow down and pull into the estate. What’s going to happen now? Am I back to my cage?

He helps me straighten my clothes and then tucks his still semi-hard cock back into his slacks. “Behave. I have some work to do to deal with this mess.”

He opens the door and steps out, extending his hand. I take it because I don’t want to push him any further. It’s clear he has secrets that he doesn’t want me to know about, but trust is a two-way street and both sides of the street are blocked by endless construction and wall-to-wall traffic. I don’t think we’ll ever get it clear, and it hurts to consider that.

“I’m tired. I’m going to lie down.”

“Go ahead.” He swats my ass as we enter the house.

“Oh my God. I’m so glad you’re okay.” My mother-in-law throws her arms around me. I know she means well and everything, but if she knew the truth, she’d hate me and want me far away from Victor.

“Behave, Dove,” he whispers with a threatening tone only for my ears. He kisses my temple and then leaves.

“Come. I’ll make you some tea. I’d like to talk to you. Don’t worry.” She leads me into the kitchen while Hector stays in the other room.

“Geraldo, can you heat us up some water for tea?”

“Yes,