Legally Hot Leigh, Lora (mobi reader TXT) 📖

eluded fate for so long had finally been located.

The selection had been narrowed to four men.

There was no doubt, it had to be one of them.

Only these four, who were a part of Gio and Serita Fredrico’s lives now, had no past to call their own.

They had not existed before that fateful summer eight years ago. Before that summer when Beauregard Fredrico had supposedly died.

Just as his sister, Serita, and his father as well, were reported to have been killed by the remaining members of the families who eventually turned on them.

Four men.

Hardened, cold-eyed, so unlike the man Beauregard had been the last time he had been seen. Weak, uncertain of himself, angry with the world. That had been Beau as a young man.

It was not the mature male he had become.

He would be a challenge to identify and kill now, but vengeance was demanded.

So many generations of families had been destroyed because of his selfishness. So many lives lost and destroyed because of his traitorous actions.

So many lives had been wasted because of his choices.

Entire families had been lost.

And now, it was time to destroy Beauregard. No matter the new name he had taken, the man he had become, or the reasons for which he had made his choices. No matter the arguments those left behind had made for his life. None of it mattered any longer.

It was time to satisfy vengeance.

And vengeance demanded blood.

But blood demanded proof.

And there was only one way to prove Fredrico blood.

By threatening the one thing they held dearest.

The only true weakness a Fredrico was ever known to have.

The women they loved.

Beauregard, unlike Gio, had not fulfilled his responsibilities first, though. Nor had he kept the woman he had loved as a mistress. No, Beau had left Italy. He had betrayed them all, and destroyed not just his own family, but those who followed the Fredrico family as well. And he had to pay.

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  Sheila was stretched on a rack of such torturous pleasure she was certain she couldn’t survive it. There was no way she would come out on the other end intact.

She always thought that at some point during the hours she spent in Nick Casey’s bed, however, that something other than her orgasm would be found.

Each time, she swore she wouldn’t allow herself to be seduced, and each time he touched her, each time that sensual dominance swirled in his dark chocolate eyes, she found herself seduced. Seduced. Ready. Willing. He mesmerized her with his kiss and made her more than willing to beg for more. To plead.

Breathless. Devoured. Fucked until she was screaming mindlessly in a pleasure so intense she was certain she would die from it. That was how she felt. And the pleasure became the center of her universe.

“Oh God, Casey.” She arched to him, her tone so rough and hoarse she didn’t recognize it as her own.

But oh God, his touch was so good. Everything he did to her, every kiss, every stroke, every caress was ecstasy.

Sheila spread her thighs wider, her heels digging into the mattress as she lifted for him, feeling his tongue sink into the tender flesh between the folds of her pussy.

Broad, strong hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he licked at the sensitive flesh, then pushed inside the saturated entrance with a slow, destructive thrust.

A long, low cry tore from her lips. Casey tasted her, his tongue moving inside her, possessing and enjoying her with exquisite pleasure. Rapture suffused her senses, washing over her and racing across her nerve endings with a wave of electric intensity.

There was nothing quite like Casey’s touch or the addictive sensations that tore through her.

His hard, calloused hands roved over her body and stroked every response she would have kept hidden. Awakening nerve endings and hungers better off ignored. From the depths of a sensuality she hadn’t known she possessed, he revealed desires she hadn’t known existed inside her.

He had only to make her think he was going to touch her and her clit swelled. Her breasts became swollen, her nipples tight and hard. The very thought of the pleasure to come had her ready to explode.

His tongue slid from her pussy, flickering over the entrance, licking gently and driving her crazy with its fiery touch. Inner muscles clenched as she fought to get closer while her clit ached in a desperate need to come.

He was wicked with his touch. Diabolical.

Teasing, deliberately seductive, the tip of his tongue eased up the narrow slit as his thick, heavy lashes lifted to stare back at her.

Deliberately, with teasing, provocative licks, suckling kisses, and flickering strokes of his tongue, he began to make her insane with the lust beginning to pound through her. Heat flushed, sweat dampening her flesh and making her whole body slick.

She couldn’t help but stare back at him, locked by the dark arousal in his eyes, suspended within the swirling, nearing ecstasy he was creating.

It was exquisite.

It was so incredibly ecstatic she could barely breathe.

Fingers of powerful sensual heat raced around the swollen bud of her clit as he bestowed one of the hot suckling kisses to the sensitive nerve center.

A moan whispered from her lips as sensation clenched her pussy with rapid-fire pulses of agonizing pleasure sizzling through her senses. Her hips jerked with involuntary movements, the need racing through her, demanding she get closer.

“Casey.” She moaned his name as she felt the edge of orgasm nearing. “Oh God, Casey. It’s so good. So good and so hot.”

She felt as though she were burning inside and out. The flames whipped over her body, searing through her flesh straight to her womb.

Her thighs tightened at his