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Chapter 17 - Portion 17: The Mole

Katrina Kuznetsov's POV

We were running outside of the estate as it was burning brightly against the cold evening. I don't ever think that I ever saw the fire was huge as the one in front of me now.

"Okay, I think we'll be safe here," Conall said as we were sitting ducks near the estate but inside the bushes as the authority was crowded the estate right now. I was huffing and taking deeps breaths from the running. I was in my high heels that I decided to carry it in my hands. I felt my feet were about to give up before we went inside the bushes.

"ow," I exclaimed as I was sitting still but my feet were pressing against the cobblestones, and it was angular that it hurt my already wounded feet.

"here, let me help you," Conall said as he put his jacket around me. He let me sat on my butt when he took my feet on his laps. He has rolled up his dress shirt to his elbow and his veins were showing like a tough guy but no too much, which I liked. He was massaging against my feet that I moaned when it felt so good.

"if you keep doing that, Katrina, I might kiss you and ravish you right here and right now," he warned me before I closed my mouth and breathed through my nose. Conall was attentive to my feet as I watched him reflexing my muscles and doing some stretching to them.

"Thanks," I said after he was done before he put the feet on his laps.

"I can put it here you know," I said as I was pointing on the stone.

"Not a chance," he said before he scooped me onto his laps and I was straddling him before his back hit the ground.

"urgh," we both grunted before I can feel his arms around my waist and I was nuzzling his neck, the aftermath of the fall. I inhaled his deep masculine scent before my breasts were grazing his hard chest. I was about to get up before he tightens his arms around me.

"what do you think—" I said before he shushed me.

"It looks like there was no one here, let's go. We might need to ask some people around here about this property," one of the policemen said as they were torching the bushes. I was still on top of Conall when I can feel something was poking at my pelvis.

"Conall, what are you—" I said before I was shushed again.

"Do you hear something, lad?" The police asked his partner. His partner shrugged before they both went away. We released the breaths that we both holding.

"Okay, now that they're gone, can I get up now?" I asked him as I was putting my hands at both sides of his head before I was looking down on him. I was breathing heavily when he looked at my chest and back at my face.

"eyes up here, Reid," I said as I was glaring at him. Conall just smirked at me.

"of course but I like the down view much better," he said before I was wriggling to get out of his arms.

"Why fight the chemistry that we have, love? It might pleasurable you know," he said as he was looking at me. I glared at him before I sensed something was poking at my stomach. I looked at him murderously.

"keep your boner to yourself, Reid," I hissed at him before he just smirked at me.

"oh, I beg to differ, sweetheart. You love it don't you when I do this," he said before he grinds at me. I gasped at the contact that made me stopped in my track to get out of his warmth.

"why you do this to me?" I asked him as I looked at him. The moon was shining tonight that I can see his emerald orbs were glistening under the moonlight.

"I don't know. What about you doing this to me instead?" He asked back my question before he came closer and closer to me. I felt our hot breaths mingled as I was closing my eyes slowly. I can feel that my straps were getting from my shoulder as I was snaking my hands onto his chest.

"What are you doing to me, Katrina?" He asked as he stopped in his track. I was hoping that he might kiss me but I guess I was hoping too much.

"Oh, just shut up, Reid," I said as I snaked my hands around his neck and pulled him closer to make contact with his mouth. I kissed him.

Conall Reid's POV

I don't believe what Katrina just did to me. I don't think that I would be able to see the day that she would volunteer to kiss me on the lips. On the lips! I expected that she might go for my cheeks or anything else but the mouth. No, the mouse did not back down until she gets what she wanted.

"Hmm," I grunted when I can feel that she was kissing me roughly, with the same amount of frustration that I can sense when I was around her. Whenever the first time that I made eye contact with her, something ignites inside me.

Even though I know that she was something that cannot make a personal connection with because of what happened with my parents' but to hell with that. I cannot settle for anything else other than this woman inside my arms right now and be kissing me.

"God, Conall," she moaned as I was kissing her neck and jaws. She would love that as I know the first night when I looked at her across the room during ballerina night.

"Katrina," I moaned as I was roaming her body. Her dress was about to fall out of her body but we were outside. If I supposed to have sex with her, I wanted it to be special. I don't know what's wrong with me.

Usually, I would already strip the woman that I will have for the one night stand and would ravish her. But with Katrina Kuznetsov, I wanted it to be special again when I was about to lose my virginity to someone special.

"Conall, oh my god, don't stop," she said when I went to tease her hollow neck. Now I know that she was sensitive over that area.

"Conall," she moaned as she was looking at me with those fiery amber orbs under the moonlight sky.

"What are we doing to ourselves?" She said as she was looking at me, deep inside my soul. I don't know what to respond to her as I don't even know what was doing with her, in the bushes, secluded from everyone and in that position of her straddling me. I don't give a fuck. I pulled her head again and claimed her mouth again.

"argh," she moaned inside my mouth before I went up to sit straight with her straddling my laps. I don't care about the stone that was punching my butts like hell. I was enjoying this moment with Katrina so much that I don't give a damn about my surroundings.

she pushed me but I hold my ground. She then turned around as we landed on the grass. She was below me as we were still kissing, did not break our kiss when she was roaming my chest and I was playing with the side of her breast.

"Oh, Conall," she moaned as she was playing with the nape of my hair as I was kissing her neck and was about to take off her top part of her dress when the flashlight was showing on us.

"Conall? Katrina?" Jack's voice was filling us as I looked at him before I hid Katrina under me because of her not so decent clothing right now.

"I've been worried sick. So here you were, hiding in the dark, doing the unimaginable," he said before he went out of the bushes and I looked at Katrina as she looked at me, wondering what Jack might think of us now. We're doomed.

Danielle Reid's POV

"Is everything to your liking, your grace?" I asked him as he was wandering around the house that I have set up for his arrival. His cold stare was deadly as he was judging the interior of the cottage that I was giving to him.

He said he wanted something low key hence the cottage. I would have given him the castle of my late husband's but he would not like that if it was not what he requested.

"very nice and cozy. I think this will do, for now," he said as he took a seat at the sofa. I was standing in front of him as I don't know what he might require from me now.

"So, how's the progress with that Reid boy?" He asked as he was looking at me coldly.

"Which one?" I asked stupidly. Me and my mouth speed of answering.

"the present one," he said coldly.

"yes, I was working on it, sire. I need more time," I said desperately as I was looking at the ground, afraid to look into his cold stare. He looked at the mug that contained vodka before he took a sip.

"my daughter managed to get him under her fingers in less 30 seconds and you can't do it in days?" He said as he put the mug down.

"I'm sorry, sir. I have to maintain my image of this period. He cannot know that I was from his time as well," I said, hoping that my excuse will be reasonable to him. He was judging me silently before he sighed.

"very well, I guess you're right. You need to be in character. now, about that emerald," he said as I clicked my fingers and my servants came in, carrying that gem on the tray.

"your emerald, sire," I said as I bowed, giving the servants space to show it to him. He took it before he smirked.

"good, now I will reward you," he said before he showed the emerald at me. I looked into and I regretted afterward. I was gone from that room, forever.