I shook my head. “I’m not… I need…”
She sighed, opening her arms and dropping the robe in one motion.
“I need you,” I said as I took in her luscious, bare body.
“Then take me. Have me. I’m yours, Romeo. Always.”
Again, I shook my head and gritted my teeth. “I can’t be gentle. I’m not right up here after that.” I tapped my temple. “Not after seeing that man trying to pull you away.”
She stepped closer and gripped my chin lightly, prompting me to look her in the eye. “Use me, Romeo. I’m yours to do with as you please. Vent through me. Indulge yourself in me because I won’t ever go anywhere.”
I closed my eyes at her reassuring words.
“I will always be yours.”
I gripped her neck and held her close to kiss her, letting the dams burst on my pent-up anger and need.
30
TESSA
Romeo smashed his lips to mine. Our teeth clashed. His tongue speared into my mouth with such a rough demand that I gasped and tried to keep up.
When I told him to use me, to use my body for the rage that still had him shaking, I thought I knew what I was asking for. For a hard fuck. A twisted turn in the sheets with his desire out of this world with the fear I assumed he felt at seeing that guard manhandling me.
It might have only been the rage, though, because I’d never seen him this feral and fierce.
But I wouldn’t retreat.
I wouldn’t take back my offer.
This man was my everything, and I was bound and determined to show him that I wasn’t a fickle lover. That I wouldn’t cringe and hide when the going got tough.
I accepted him for all he was. When he was considerate and generous. And also when he was rough and deliriously imbalanced on the thin lines of anger and desire.
I loved him, truly and wholly. Even if I wasn’t an official Constella. Even if I was just a woman he was fucking for a while.
My heart would remain true to him, and I intended to prove it now.
“I need you,” he said once he broke the kiss.
I wheezed and panted, catching my breath with the abrasive but addicting press of his mouth on mine.
I nodded the best I could with his hand on the back of my skull, his fingers twisted into my hair. “I’m all yours, Romeo.”However you want me.
My heart cracked at the desperate look in his eyes. Like he was stuck in this horrid residue of violence and danger, this razored edge of right and wrong, both of them getting twisted into a complicated bind.
He clenched his teeth as he growled, then kissed me harder. When he parted again, both of us ragged for air again, he said, “Unzip me now.”
I hissed as he thrust me toward the floor. With his hands in my hair, his fingers curved around my head, he had the leverage to move me. I dropped to my knees and removed his pants and boxers from his waist, bracing for his dick in my mouth.
Sucking him off was a pleasure, but I was under no illusion that this would be easy.
Without further warning, he shoved his long, hard cock past my lips. All the way in. The head hit the back of my throat, and my eyes watered instantly.
He didn’t pull back. Instead, breathing hard as he stared down at me, he studied me with a carnal look of adoration.
Once I adjusted to the sudden intrusion, more of my senses kicked in to taunt me. The soft yet ridged surface of him. The salty hint of his pre-cum. Every bit of tension in his thighs as I held on to his legs.