Chapter-7: Boa of Snake Island
Catelina licked her ruby lips and grabbed onto Diego’s arm. A hot press and a tug, and they walked a short distance together. She pulled against his hesitation, bringing him closer to the cliff’s drop and smiled.
Diego’s heart pounded hard as they reached the limits of the edge. He focused on the plum colored waves frothing on the beach and he looked out over the ocean.
Catelina reached up and touched Diego’s neck. She caressed his heartbeat and then patted him on his cheek.
Diego wiped a small bead of sweat that rolled down the side of his face. He inhaled deep and lost another battle. Her perfume cooked in the air—a delicious mix of roses, plumerias and wild jasmines. His hunger grew harder.
The full moon glowed above them, radiating its soft blue as it climbed in the sky. Its image glimmered on the ocean as the two pressed on each other’s side.
The couple stood silent and waited, mixing within one another’s heat.
“Fair, enough, painful truth it is,” said Catelina. She inhaled deep and rubbed her warm breasts against Diego’s arm. “I was born in Puerto Rico. Both my parents were also born here. We had little money when I was a child; but, we worked hard for what we earned. Believe me; we were content with our lives.”
Catelina looked up at the stars and grimaced into a flat frown. She touched her lips and exhaled slow and deep. She continued:
“When I was twelve … pirates reached the main island and killed my parents. They followed me home from the market and slit their throats in front of me. They laughed … while, I screamed in my broken world.
“I was twelve … I was. That didn’t matter, I looked eighteen. Even at twelve, I was tall with a slim waist. Can you imagine? I already had my thick curves. They sold me into servitude … those beasts; those pirates were, well, something truly human. Eight long years, I worked in pleasure establishments for three different owners.”
Diego looked at her eyes and found a burning truth that raged and flamed with solid empty frost. Gooseflesh crept over his body as he waited for her to continue.
“I learned all types of dance, mi capitan.” Catelina stepped away from Diego and danced. “My favorite is ballet. At twenty, I convinced my current owner to marry me. And, the old fool agreed. He was wealthy with more than a dozen companies all over the world. A year later and he was dead.”
Catelina stopped mid plie and flashed Diego a proud asymmetrical smile. Her eyes sparkled as she stood and lifted her chin up. “Bandidos wearing red scarves across their faces killed him. He never suspected a thing as he traveled to one of his business meetings.”
Diego stared at her with a slack look on his face. His posture straitened up and a frown formed on his face.
She giggled. “Of course it was me. I did it. I did … I slit his throat and laughed as he bled to death in my arms. Till death do us part.” Catelina resumed her dance. “The next two years, I continued my training in the death arts: marksmanship, poisons, blades, dancing and seduction. By this time, I had located the pirates that killed my parents and killed my innocence. Oh yes, I ravaged those sea beasts that took me and sold me like a plump pig at market.”
Catelina turned her back to Diego and moved to one side of the garden. She erected a straw archery target and continued,
“After another year, I eliminated all the men and all those women that believed they had ever owned me. One by one, I took care of every single beast that cursed my life. Mmmm, all of them, I took care of all of them.
“Relax, mi capitan, don’t worry. That was eight years ago, I was twenty four with so many chores to take care of. Besides, there’s no need for any of that now. My true love is business and my dancing.” Catelina reached behind the straw target and gripped a Spencer rifle.
Thank you
I appreciate your time in reading this blog post. Next Monday I will upload the next part of chapter seven, from my first novel: Guerrero of Passions.
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