I let out a scream, squeezing his head with my legs.
Hard.
Fast.
I couldn’t control it.
He was barely down there for a minute until he had me screaming out his name.
Loud.
Proud.
Panting.
I orgasmed with his lips still around my clit. His fingers found that sweet spot inside of my core.
And I fell apart.
Over and over.
Again and again.
I tried to stop him, I’d had enough, but he wasn’t having it. He gripped onto my thighs and made me come all over again.
I was dizzy.
Dazed.
Happy.
Drunk on love.
On him.
One leg was brought down, and he was there, teasing my entrance, making me want to strangle him.
“Romeo,” I said through clenched teeth.
“Just making sure you could still talk,” he teased. “I’ll know you’re spent when you can’t even scream my name anymore.” He inched further into me, my mouth parted on a scream. “God, I hope your voice is hoarse tomorrow, so every time you say my name, I’m reminded that you spent half the night screaming it while I fucked you, claimed you. Made love to you.”
“Romeo, I need you—”
He filled me to the hilt. I was so full I wanted to stay still, just lay there and feel our bodies pulse in sync with each other. He pulled out only to drive back in. I was already on the edge of falling, and I knew it was only a matter of time before he followed. He started a rhythm that had me very much screaming his name.
Moaning.
Groaning.
Scratching.
Thrusting.
Harder and harder.
Faster and faster.
We came together.
I finally announced to the world who owned me.
Who would always own me.
Romeo Sinacore.
Assassin.
Made man.
Father of my boy.
Most importantly…
Mine.
Finally, all damn mine.Romeo
I’d spent the better part of my life using my body to gain secrets. While most made men had their weapon of choice, I used my brain and my cock, never once thinking twice about what I was doing, only focusing on one thing.
The information.
And keeping everyone I loved safe.
Suffice to say, the first time I’d had sex with Eden, it wasn’t making love; it was angry fucking, it was hello, and at the end, it was a hellish goodbye that damn near broke me in half.
I’d thought I’d been given a taste back then, however small and angry, I’d had her in my arms, I’d taken her virginity. I’d claimed her with my body even when my heart screamed for me to leave her alone.
“Romeo.” Eden was stretched out beneath me, her red hair splayed out across the white sheets, her lips parted, sexy uncontrollable moans escaping past her swollen lips.
I’d caused that.
I moved again, realizing that for the first time in my fucking life, I was taking my time; I wasn’t calculating how I was going to slit her throat when we were finished.
If anything, I wanted this moment to last forever.
The feel of her heat tightening around my dick, sucking me dry, had to be one of the best feelings in the universe.
I used to ignore the women I slept with.
With Eden, I couldn’t help but want to remember every tiny little thing, the way her fingers dug into my back, the way she clawed, moaned, panted.
I gripped her leg and pulled completely out of her, only to sink back home.
“I don’t want this to end,” I whispered in reverence as we locked eyes. The world felt small then.
Only two people existed.
Me and her.
Our pleasure.
The joining of our bodies.
Minds.
Souls.
“Promise me.” I clenched my teeth, trying to keep my orgasm at bay. “Promise.”
A tear slid down Eden’s’ cheek, colliding with the silk sheets below her. “Keep doing that, and I’ll promise you anything.”
I barked out a laugh that quickly turned into a growl when her heels dug behind me, pulling me against her so tight that I saw stars. “Promise me forever.”
Her back arched up off the bed; I took full advantage, jerking her against me as my hips moved wildly, in perfect sync with her lush body.
I took my pleasure and gave Eden hers.
“Forever.” She bit down on her lower lip then squeezed her eyes shut like it was too much, only to open them and say in a hoarse voice, “Forever in your arms. Forever in your life. Forever yours. I’ve never been anyone else’s.”
“Then let go.” Our foreheads touched. “And let me catch you.”
She screamed my name, and my hips rolled one last time. Both of us lost complete control.
Both of us marked each other.
This was the third, fourth, maybe fifth… fuck, I lost track of how many times I already made love to her this night.
I wasn’t done.
Nowhere near finished.
I was only getting started.
I planned to keep her in this bed for the rest of the week, making up for lost time, thrusting my seed so far into her that she’d give me another baby.
I wanted that more than anything.
This time we’d do it right.
Besides, Naz needed a sibling.