Page 31 of Romeo

“Jesus Christ, Thalia. Love when you fall apart for me. So beautiful, baby. You feel so good.” Romeo licks my neck and nibbles at my pulse point. His lips brush the shell of my ear. “Breathe, Thalia, take a breath for me,”

I drag air into my lungs, the oxygen pulling pleasure along with it while traveling into my bloodstream and coursing through my body.

I hear Romeo chuckle as he pulls my earlobe through his teeth. “You’re so sensitive. I love it. Love seeing you lost in pleasure.”

All I can do is moan at this point.

Romeo pulls out and slams back into me, setting a punishing pace. His fingers tighten around my thighs as he holds me in place, pounding into me. It hurts so fucking good as his cock stretches me, his fingers bruise me, and his teeth sink into me.

I tilt my head back, and he covers my mouth with his, swallowing my cries in an all-consuming kiss. He rests his forehead on mine and grunts with each thrust of his hips. I didn’t think I had anything left in me, but the pressure builds again in my core and quickly overwhelms me.

Romeo pulls his head back to look me in the eyes. His dark gaze is so intense, and I can’t look away. “Let go, Thalia. One more time, beautiful. I need you to come.”

I close my eyes as I reach the point of no return.

“Eyes on me, Thalia. I want to watch as your perfect, curvy little body loses control.”

I snap my eyes open right as pleasure overtakes my body. Romeo’s cock swells inside me and explodes as another wave of pleasure vibrates through me, through him, through us, breathing, pulsing together as one.

“Fuck, Thalia, Thalia…” He chants my name as the last of our orgasms slip away, dripping between us.

The moment lasts forever. We never break eye contact, and I see every emotion Romeo is feeling, just like I know he can see all of me at this moment, so raw and unfiltered.

Romeo sets me down, keeping one hand around my waist while his other hand goes behind me, bracing himself on the wall. We’re both still shaking, and it seems Romeo is as unsteady as I am on my feet.

He tucks me into his chest, resting his forehead on the wall, covering me with his entire body like he’s shielding me from everything outside this moment. I place a gentle kiss on his chest before burying my head there and wrapping my arms around his waist.

Neither one of us says a word as we separate. Romeo grabs the body wash and pours some into his hand before rubbing it all over my body, taking in every curve with such reverence. I do the same to him, soaping up his chest and arms, taking time to memorize the contours of his body.

He turns the water off and dries me with a fluffy towel, then pauses to cup my face in his hands, gently wiping away my tears with his thumbs. I didn’t even know I was crying.

I look into his deep brown eyes and see such tenderness there, such depth. I look away, but he turns my face back toward his.

“I felt it too,bella. I love you more than I knew I was capable of, and every time we’re together, I’m reminded of how perfect you are.”

“How do you always know what to say?” I whisper, turning my head to kiss his palm.

Romeo grins at me with a playful look I haven’t seen before. I love it.“Maybe my name lent me some romantic charm after all, hm?” he muses before kissing the tip of my nose. “Come, my beautiful Thalia,” he says, holding out his hand.

I take it and let him lead me to bed, both of us still naked from our shower. Romeo pulls back the covers for me, then crawls in behind me, turning my body so we’re face to face. My ruthless mafia king looks at me with such tenderness and concern, and I love that he’s only like this for me.

After a few quiet moments, I muster up the courage to ask the question that has been burning in my mind since Romeo rescued me.“Did I mess everything up for you?” I whisper, fighting the urge to look away from him. I need to see the truth, not just the watered-down version he might try to give me to spare my feelings.

“No, not at all,” he’s quick to answer. His chocolate eyes never leave mine, letting me see he means every word. “The Colombos fucked with us first, and they already have a world of hurt coming their way.”

“But what about…” I trail off, gathering the rest of my strength and pushing through the last question. “What about the guy I killed? Will that, like, bring on a war or something?”

Romeo’s lips twitch, and though he’s trying to hold back his smile, it’s not working. He’s pretty adorable, though I don’t know if he’d appreciate me telling him that.

“I hate to inform you, my warrior princess, but you didn’t end any lives today. The motherfucker you attacked is missing one eyeball and is partially blind in the other but still breathing.”

I frown a little, surprised to feel a pang of disappointment.

Romeo chuckles, leaning forward to pepper kisses all over my face.“You’re going to make the perfect queen, my love. Very inventive with your weapons. Resourceful. Gorgeous. Sexy. And all mine.”

I fake a pout, making my man laugh. “I’ll have to go for the nose next time. Maybe I can pull his brains out or something.”

Romeo surprises me by rolling me on my back and hovering above me, an arm caging me in on either side. “There’s not going to be a next time, Thalia,” he says, his tone deep and gravelly. “I have to protect my wife at all costs.”

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