She wasn’t wrong. If the Snake made sure that other criminal families got their hands on any weapons we didn’t know about, it would put both the Scaranos and the Rosania in danger even after this was all over. We wouldn’t be able to recover if we had to fight on every damn side, and our families had been in power for so long that the others were just itching for us to fall. Right now, they probably believed that the Snake would take care of us soon, but that wouldn’t keep us safe for long once the Snake was out of the picture.
Sienna set the now empty glass on another passing tray, glancing around the room. Her earrings brushed against her neck, drawing my gaze to it. I couldn’t help myself. Pulling her closer, I nuzzled against her shoulder, my lips brushing the same place her earrings had touched just moments before. I could feel her shiver beneath my touch, eyes darting around to see who was paying attention.
Her hand rested on my chest, pushing me away gently. “People are watching.”
“So let them watch.” I pinned her to my side, refusing to let her go. “You’re my wife. Not some random woman I picked up off the street.”
“Dante.”
“You like it,” I smirked down at her, seeing the flash of desire flicker in her eyes. “Are you lying to me?”
“We just had sex,” she whispered, shooting a smile at a passing couple. “Literally just an hour or so ago.”
“Darling, my desire for you is insatiable.” Her denial was just turning me on even more. The scent of her filled my nose, tantalizing me. I let my hand drift down, just at the curve of her ass, before squeezing her hips. “Come on. It might be a while before we finally lure the Snake from their den. And I’m tired of standing around these fools.”
Sienna opened her mouth to protest before letting me lead her through the crowd. She giggled as we hurried down the hall. Opening the first closed door I found, I was glad to find a broom closet. There wasn’t much in there besides some shelves stocked with paper rolls and other assorted goods. I stepped inside, pulling her after me and shutting the door.
“Dante, we don’t have time for this.” She tried to turn away, a small smile on her face, but her attempt was weak. She let me pull her to me easily, stumbling into my chest.
“For you, I have all the time in the world,” I murmured, our lips brushing. “Besides, all I could think about this whole time was how long you could stay silent while I made you come on my lips.”
Her pretty eyes widened, and my mind flashed back to an hour before, when her lips were locked around my cock, those eyes gazing up at me through thick lashes. I wanted to feel her lips around me again, feel her tongue slipping along my length until I came in her pretty little mouth.
But I was serious about what I’d said. I wanted to know just how long she could keep silent while I ate and fucked her in public.
Now was as good a time as any. The Snake hadn’t magically appeared, maniacally laughing like the villain they were as soon as we stepped into the room, and those in attendance were stuffy and boring. There were much better things to do while we waited for the big, bad wolf to finally reveal themselves.
Sienna started to head back towards the door. I yanked her back, my hand closing around her throat. I could feel her pulse fluttering against my fingertips.
“Scream,” I told her. “It’ll just make this more fun.”
26
SIENNA
He stepped closer until his suit jacket brushed my dress. My breath hitched, breasts tightening in anticipation. It was so hard to breathe with him this close, with his hand sliding up between my breasts to grip my throat. I stepped back until my back hit the door. The way he held me, aggressive yet gentle, so all-encompassing that it made my heart flutter in my chest, heat spreading through my veins.
Bracing his hand on the door just above my shoulder, he consumed me. His head lowered until our foreheads touched, breath mingling between us. My heart skipped, the match set ablaze with just a look. And when his thumb brushed along my jaw, my pulse dropped.
“Don’t run from me now, Sienna. If you can do it at home, you can do it here.”
My lips parted, vision growing hazy as he gripped tighter. I wanted to taste his words on my lips, to savor them on my tongue. The hand gripping my throat loosened, fingers fisting in my hair. He tilted my face to his, gaze hardening.
“Kiss me. Right here. Right now,” he growled, giving me no other option but to comply.
Our lips crashed together, mouths melting and tongues clashing as his grip on my hair tightened. My breaths turned shallow as I breathed him in. We weren’t nearly close enough, despite our bodies melding together. He only let go of my hair to skim his palm over my thighs, pushing my dress up until he found bare skin. Gripping my ass, he hauled me up, the door rattling as he pinned me there. My legs locked around his waist, the familiar heat flooding between my thighs in anticipation.
His lips scoured down the length of my throat. “Fuck, you look so good tonight,” he groaned, the stubble on his chin scratching down past my collarbone. “I want to eat you out until your moans bring everyone right to this fucking closet.”
Fuck. I’d never been one for public displays, but this was taking it to a whole other level. And…I liked it. Just the thought of someone opening this door and finding us like this turned me one. My hands shot out, clutching at the shelves as he hoisted my legs over his shoulder, burying his face between my thighs. I gasped. He sucked and licked as my hips rolled against his delicious mouth. My skin burned, the pressure rising as his tongue circled my clit.
My orgasm came faster knowing where we were. I kept picturing everyone outside watching us, watching me as he lapped up the juices between my thighs. I grabbed a fistful of his hair just before that sweet feeling of release shot through me, my legs tightening around his shoulders. It stole my breath, waves of pleasure rolling through me until I saw stars.
With one hand, he had his pants around his thighs and, without giving me any time to recover, slammed inside me, pushing aside my panties. I choked as the wanting mixed with pain, impaling myself on his cock so entirely that I felt stretched to the limit. I was so full of him, so completely fucking consumed.
Gripping my hair, he forced my mouth against his. I could taste myself and, without thinking, eagerly lapped it up. A tremor ran through me as he thrust deep inside each time, pounding me so hard the door rattled, increasing our chances of being caught. I tried to pull back to catch my breath, but he locked me against his mouth, tongue parting my lips.
He sucked my tongue into his mouth, rolling them together as I moaned. Blood thrummed in my ears at how forcefully he was taking me. At how fully he was claiming me. I couldn’t get enough of him. Enough of this. It was fuel to the flame, inciting a blaze. I never wanted to come up for air ever again. Not as long as he had lips to kiss. A groan rumbled in his chest, but I could hardly hear it over the sound of his balls slapping against my ass.