Fallon eased forward, pressing his lips to mine. His clothed body rested lightly over mine, and his hard cock put pressure on that perfect spot.
I kissed him deeply, tasting Dominic, Vincent and myself on his lips. I was exhausted by what I’d just been put through. When Fallon broke away, we were both breathless.
“I’m worth it, princess. I am. I’m just trying to be safe. That’s all. I’ll get the information.”
“Tell Dominic,” I murmured sleepily. “He’s in charge.”
Fallon nodded. “I know.”
He moved away from me and faced Dominic, who was now dressed. Even Vincent had put his pants back on.
“I’m not a fucking failure. I’m loyal to Bianca and whatever comes with her. That’s you and the kings. I’m not ever leaving. You could put a bullet in my head, and I’d still come back because I love her. I’ll spend my entire life making things up to her. Please don’t keep torturing me with my shortcomings. I did what I thought I had to do. I would’ve come back. I swear I’d have come back for her.”
Dominic surveyed him for a moment before speaking, “Get me my information. This isn’t a power move on my part. Her life fucking depends on it. If Ivanov is planning to hurt her, I need to know about it. I need all the details I can get about Ivanov’s next moves. I want to know everything he knows. I don’t care if you have to suck his cock to get me the info, you drop to your knees and open your pretty fucking mouth. And get me more intel on the De Luca prick. Got it?”
A muscle thrummed along Fallon’s jaw before he nodded. “And then?”
“And then I’ll consider what comes next. Fucking wow me, Vasiliev. Your life depends on it because if you don’t get me what I want, I really will put a bullet in your head. Get me?”
“I get you,” Fallon growled before turning back to me with longing.
“Now get the fuck out of here and go back to the dip. See what you can get out of your drunken comrades. Mi capisci?”
Fallon nodded and gave my hand a squeeze. “I love you, Bianca.”
I said nothing, watching as he got to his feet and shuffled to the door before pulling it open. He disappeared without a backward glance, his head held high in determination.
“Think he’s going to come through?” Vincent asked.
“He has no choice but to come through,” Dominic murmured, his gaze on the closed door Fallon had disappeared through.
I closed my eyes as a pair of warm lips met my forehead. I wasn’t sure which of the kings was kissing me, but it didn’t matter. I loved them all. Even that asshole Levin.
He was the missing piece I had to get over though. And that was the worst feeling in the world.
“Everything will be OK, B,” Vincent murmured, sliding into bed against me and covering us both with one of my extra blankets. “I promise.”
“And if it’s not?”
“Then we’ll fucking make it be,” Dominic answered, slipping in on my other side and placing a kiss on my temple.
I believed him. What choice did I have?