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She licked him slowly, savoring the salty taste of his skin, before she sucked on his crown. She had never really taken much time with other lovers, but she would with him. She wanted him to feel as out of his fucking mind as she did when she'd sat on his face. Her pussy clenched at the memory, and she sucked him down.
"Fuck, Bellona," Rafael groaned, his stomach muscles flexing as she went down on him again.
She wrapped her hand around his base, giving it a gentle squeeze as she worked him before giving his balls the same attention and making him shake.
"You keep doing that. Eyes on me, goddess," he said.
She gazed up at him and did her best to make him sigh and squirm beneath her mouth. Bellona's other hand went to her pussy, teasing her clit in slow circles.
"Bellona, stop. I need to be in you before I lose my fucking mind," Rafael panted, and she lifted her mouth off him with one last suck on his tip. "You wet for me?"
"Always," Bellona replied and straddled him. She lined the head of his cock up and slowly sank down on him. Her whole body loosened with the rightness of it. No one had ever felt so good inside of her. The only noise in her head was the chant of his name and the swirling vortex of desire and possession that he created in her.
Rafael sat up to give her a long and dirty kiss. "Ride me, Bellona. Make me come for you," he begged against her lips.
"Only because you ask so nicely," she said, rolling her hips and making him groan as he lay back against the mound of pillows. Rafael cupped and squeezed her breasts as she fucked him with all the pent-up energy and aggression that was coursing through her.
Rafael brushed his fingers over her panting lips. "Suck them for me. Get them good and wet."
Bellona obediently opened her mouth for him, covering his fingers with her saliva. Rafael pulled them free and dropped them to her clit. Bellona's back arched, a rough cry breaking from her lips as little snaps of lightning danced through her. She was so close to coming that she didn't know if she could wait for him. Rafael must have sensed it because he sat up again, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her down onto him faster and harder.
Bellona's body exploded in light; Rafael shouted her name, and everything was liquid fire between them. Bellona licked the sweat on his neck, her hands burying into his hair. They were both panting and wrecked, and nothing had ever been so good.
"Fuck, Bellona, you sure know how to wake a man up in the morning," Rafael said, brushing the damp hair back from her face so he could kiss her.
"Not any man. Just you," she replied, resting her forehead against his. "Only you."
22
The Giardino degli Aranci was crowded with families, tourists, artists, and scammers. Bellona, Rafael, and Set moved through the crowds of people who were taking photos of the ruins in the archaeological parks and making the most of the city views.
Without having to say a word, Set had maneuvered Rafael to be in the middle of them and, like Bellona, made sure no one got too close to him. She would have to think of an amazing present for him and Ayla to thank him for coming to help her.
"Any idea what this could be about?" Bellona asked Set. "I thought you talked to him."
"I did. He didn't seem too concerned, but maybe you blowing up a warehouse last night had something to do with it," Set replied. He pointed through the crowd to a figure standing in the shade.
Romulus was getting almost as much attention as the view of the city. Tall and dressed in a black bespoke suit, he radiated the kind of authority that instantly drew people to him. Being stunningly handsome while still staying on the side of rugged didn't hurt either. The man standing beside him was Lucius, his second in command.
Bellona moved closer to Rafael. Just because they didn't go furry until the full moon didn't mean they weren't complete motherfuckers in a fight. Bellona knew that from experience.
"Hey, Rom, where is my gelato?" Bellona asked as they joined him in the shade.
"Claudius is fetching some. I take it your order is still pistachio?" Romulus replied and kissed her hand. Rafael frowned slightly, making Romulus grin. "Nice to see you so soon, Set. And you must be Bellona's..." He left the question hanging.
"Just Bellona's," Rafael replied, completely unthreatened.
Bellona wanted to kiss him so badly.
Romulus's smile turned wolfish. "How delightful. I don't remember you being in love before, Bellona."
"What I do isn't your business, Rom."
"It is when it involves warehouse fires and gunfights in the middle of my streets. What the fuck are you up to now?" Romulus demanded, all his charming bullshit falling away.
"I didn't start anything, Romulus, but I'm sure as hell going to finish it," Bellona replied. She kept her voice low so passersby couldn't hear and told Romulus about Rita and the mess she was making with bounty hunters.
"Did you hurt Laverna?" he demanded, his voice dropping to a growl.
