Just A Bit Of Trust (Constel·lación #1)

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into her hole. She was really tight. She inhaled sharply, and Didac stopped. He started a series of shallow thrusts and reached out in front and rubbed her clit. She moaned and pushed against him. His dick slid deeper into her.
    “Deeper.” Vivian’s echoed breathlessly.
    Didac thrust to the hilt. She screamed and moaned simultaneously. He pulled halfway out and rammed into her again. He knew he was rough, but he couldn’t help himself. Being buried in her ass was one of the greatest sensations he had ever felt.
    Vivian felt the pain, but it was a good kind of pain. ”That feels so good.” She whimpered into his mouth as she turned her head to mash their lips together.
    Didac continued rubbing her clit. Her orgasm hit her as he moved uncontrollably. Didac held her tightly chest to back and kept ramming home. Faster and deeper. His cock swelled, and he spilled his seed violently into her vibrating ass. Vivian felt him get off her as he pulled her close. Vivian didn’t object. She cuddled against him half asleep than awake. They drifted back to sleep together, content.

Chapter 9
    Basara’s eyes quickly shot to Didac’s leg perched on the armrest of the chair he was sitting on, his surprise registering on his face. It was not kingly. Others in the room noticed and smiled behind Didac’s back at Basara’s expression.
    “Your Majesty, I have all the evidence you requested with me.” Andrzej Basara addressed the King, handing over the file he had tugged to his chest like a baby.
    “I would see it please?” Didac put his hand out to take the file. “You advised me that you have suspicions that they might be other people of importance involved in this plan.”
    “Yes, Your Majesty, I have reviewed the video feeds from Abramo Agusti home thoroughly, but I cannot seem to identify who the other individuals were.”
    “I will have Agostino and his team look at the files to check if you might have missed some relevant information that can aid us in apprehending all the individuals involved.” Didac signaled for Bernat and gave him the file.
    Basara’s eyes followed the file with his eyes. Didac raised his eyebrows questioningly. ”Your Majesty, you have to understand I spent a better part of my time gathering the information. If the file were to land in the wrong hands, my life would be in danger.”
    “The people you see in this room will be the only ones privy to the information. Rest assured that your name would not be compromised when we are conducting our own investigation.”
    “With all due respect, I would advise against questioning these people; they will be conscious that it was me who gave out their names. If there are any additional questions you have, please let me know and I will inquire after them.”
    “Very well then, we will keep you informed then. If it’s any consolation to you, you can move into the castle where you will be guarded day and night until everything settles down.” Didac offered.
    “Thank you for your generous offer, Your Majesty. I love my independence too much.” Basara’s lips curved into a smile.
    “You can leave now,” Didac instructed Basara.
    *****
    Vivian woke up with a start. Memories of last night exploded in her head. She didn’t want to analyze too much into last night. Her happiness had ceased to exist when her childhood was suddenly stolen away by the cruelty of her father. But today she was happy, the happiest as far as she could remember. She realized that could change in a heartbeat, but if Didac was so cruel, he wouldn’t have cared about her feelings. She stretched her used muscles and got out of the bed to get ready for the day.
    She took extra care with her looks before she headed to look for her new husband. She passed by Paka’s room first. When the automatic door to Paka’s room opened, Vivian slithered her body against it from the inside with her hands spread like a bird when it closed.
    Paka’s smile broadened.” Was it good?”
    “OH, Paka,

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