Chapter 34
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
DANTE
The way Rev sets me down on his bed with such care has my chest tightening and alarm bells ringing in my head to run away. To hide. To shelter myself from any future pain that may or may not come of this.
But the thought of physically separating myself from him now hurts even worse.
I’m completely fucked. It’s impossible to ignore how my heart beats for him. He might be convinced he can’t love because of some bullshit his family spewed at him as a kid, but he’s shown me how much he cares through his actions.
And I don’t mind that he’s a bit wicked. I’m not exactly a saint myself.
“Do you want your gift now or in the morning?” Rev asks, unbuttoning his pants.
Taking in the long line of his cock stretching the fabric of his boxers, my mouth waters.
“Depends on what the gift is,” I say.
“Oh, it’s a big one.” He grins.
“A twelve-inch dragon dildo?”
His head tilts back on a melodic laugh. “Would you like that?”
I do my best to sear him with my gaze, but his smile only grows. “Those rosy fucking cheeks are a dead giveaway, baby boy. Maybe for your birthday.”
Before I can protest, he grabs my ankles and drags me to the end of the bed. I’m about to manhandle him in return when he withdraws a small, wrapped box from his pocket and sets it on my stomach.
“What’s this?” I ask, propping up on my elbows. “Wait…I thought you meant something sexual. I didn’t realize…I didn’t know we were doing gifts.”
“You threw me a party with all my favorite people, Dante. No physical item is going to top that.”
Frowning, I push up to a seated position and stare at the tiny box in my hand.
“It can wait until tomorrow,” Rev murmurs.
I tear into the wrapping and unbox a shiny house key. My heart skips into a faster rhythm. “I don’t…understand.”
He takes my chin between his fingers and tips my head up. His blue eyes shine with absolute possession. It makes my insides twist up.
“Move in with me.”
“Rev,” I whisper, shaking my head. “I…I can’t just leave Laz.”
“You wouldn’t be leaving him. Not like you think.”
He’s right, I’m just grasping for excuses. It’s not that I’m scared to move again. I’m used to that shit. That’s not why I’m hesitating.
It’s just…if I move in here, I know it’s not going to be another four walls and a roof over my head. It’s going to feel like home, and that’s not something I’ve ever had before.
“You really want that?” My voice cracks.
“Baby boy, I want so much more than that, but I can be patient.”
Huffing, I can’t help the smile creeping onto my face. I’m happy. I’m so fucking happy. The fear is still there, of course. I think I’ll always be scared for Rev in his line of work.
But if I’m here with him, maybe he’ll feel more inclined to stick to office work so he can come home to me at night.
And it’s not like I’m losing Laz. This would give my brother the space he probably craves from me.
“On one condition,” I say.
He kisses the tip of the finger I hold up. “Only one?”
“The cat moves in, too.”
“Tiny Satan?” He cocks a brow.
“That cannot be his name.”
“If he’s living under my roof, I get to name him. He’s not paying bills.”
Scooting my body so my head is positioned near his cock, I tease him with a kiss over the material of his boxers. “How about we fight over it some more?”
Blue eyes blaze down at me as he sinks his fingers into my hair. “Fuck, murder kitten. You know I can’t say no to you.”
Rolling onto my back, I hang my head off the edge of the bed and hook my fingers in his boxers, tugging them down. I lick along the underside of his cock, enjoying the pulse of his thick vein on my flattened tongue.
He rests a hand on my pec, squeezing the muscle. “You want it that bad?”
I look up at him. “Not it. You.”
His other hand grips my jaw. “I was supposed to ravish you tonight, but if you’d rather be a slut for my cock, I’ll gladly give it to you.”
“Please.” I turn my head to suck his thumb into my mouth. He pops it out, only to replace it with his cock. “Prove to me you want it.”
I do just that, hollowing out my cheeks as he eases deeper into my mouth. It’s a vulnerable position to be in, sprawled on his bed in my panties while he feeds me his cock. But as much as I’m ensnared in his dangerous web, he’s at my mercy, too.
He pulls away suddenly, and I frown at him, worried I did something wrong.
“Need to taste you,” he murmurs.
Shedding his pants and boxers, he climbs onto the bed and repositions me so we’re both sideways, heads lined up with each other’s cocks.
As I draw him back into my mouth, he covers my hip bones in kisses. I squirm at the feathery light sensation. And when he nuzzles his face into my groin, I release a moan around him.
Reaching a hand down, I grab tendrils of his hair and guide him where I need him most, with his lips touching the tip of my cock.
He chuckles. “Loud and clear, baby boy. No more fucking around.”
We’re both moaning and trembling and dribbling spit as we lose all control sucking each other. I have to pull him off before an orgasm rips through me.
“No…more…” I pant. “I want…”
His tongue sneaks out to lick at the bead of precum at my slit. “You want what?”
“God. Fuck me, Rev. Please.”
He reaches for the bottle of lube and a condom in his nightstand drawer, but I wrap a hand around his wrist.
“If you want…my last test was negative.”
His eyes crackle with the madness he hides from everyone else. “Dead. You fucking slay me.”
Tossing the condom back in the drawer, he slicks his fingers with lube before easing me onto my back. I let my legs fall open without prompting. There’s a thought in the back of my head that I should be embarrassed at how easily I’m giving in to him. How desperate I’ve become.
But it snuffs out when Rev brings his fingers to my hole and strokes me.
“So good.” I hum.
“You are good. You’re everything to me, kitten.”
Meeting his gaze, heat blooms from my cheeks down through my entire body and settles in my groin as he pushes a finger inside me. Whimpering, I move my body to take him deeper, but he withdraws his hand entirely.
“Why are you stopping?” I frown.
His eyes glint with a wicked edge. “I don’t want to stretch you anymore. I want you to choke my cock with this tight little hole.”
Oh my god.
Nodding furiously, I suck in a deep breath as he slicks up his proud cock. Nothing could tear my attention away from the sight of him. With his hair disheveled and his lips red and puffy from sucking and kissing me, he looks incredible.
And for some insane reason, he wants me.
Rev takes my slender hips in both hands and lines our bodies up. The touch of his crown against me has my heart pounding wildly. It’s not like we haven’t done this before, but I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the effect he has on me. His full attention is potent.
There’s an intense burn as he pushes inside me. I gasp, muscles tensing. He doesn’t let me linger in that pain long, leaning down to distract me with kisses as I adjust to the intrusion.
“You can take it. You were made for me. You were made to take my cock, Dante.”
He inches deeper as he drags his tongue along mine. I sink my nails into his biceps deep enough to leave crescent marks over his faded tattoos.
“Keep going. More,” I whisper. “I can handle you.”
Rev lifts up onto his elbows to look at me. I brush light fingers along his brows and cheekbones in admiration.
He pecks a kiss to my bottom lip right before slamming into me so hard I cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. His forceful thrusts have my body scooting on the bed. He pulls me back down, impaling me on his cock, over and over again.
“Rev. I don’t want to come yet,” I whine.
He flips our positions so I’m on top. Nerves take over, and I go to hide my face in the crook of his neck. He forces me upright. “No, baby boy. Don’t hide from me. I want to see you.”
Placing my hands on his abs, I start to ride him. My confidence grows every time he lets out a little growl or groan.
Soon, it becomes a performance just as much as a desire to pleasure him. I grind down without shame, and he matches my rhythm until both of our bodies are trembling with restraint.
It’s all too much. The way he looks at me. The way he tests me. The way he takes care of me.
The way he loves me.
“Dante.” Rev’s voice is soft, his movements pausing. “Why are you crying?”
“I’m not crying.” I sniffle.
He smiles as he smears my tears on my cheek. “Kitten.”
“I can’t lose you, okay?”
With a nod, he tugs me down to pepper my jaw with kisses, spreading my tears everywhere. “Don’t you understand? I’m never going to leave you alone. You call. I answer. You hide. I hunt you down.”
When I close my eyes, more tears squeeze out. Sliding my hands into Rev’s hair, I bring our mouths together, tasting the salt from my tears. I ride him in earnest, desperately rubbing my cock against his abs.
“Coming,” I whisper against his mouth. “Oh my god, I’m coming.”
Rev pushes me upright once more. “Show me.”
I shatter, coating both of us in my warm cum. He thrusts into me a few more times before growling out his own release, cramming it as deep inside my body as he can.
My bones dissolve. I slump forward, my head dropping to his shoulder. He tries to bring me back to life with gentle kisses on my neck and soft fingertips skimming up and down my spine.
“Dante.”
I keep my eyes closed. “Hmm.”
“Communicate.”
My voice shakes when I finally summon the words. “I…I’m just…scared. Please don’t hurt me, Rev.”
He wraps his arms around me and presses a kiss to my hair. “Impossible.”
I doze with him inside me. Never thought that would be something I like, but then again, I’m clingy as fuck.
Anytime I start to panic about what the future has to bring, I focus on his warm breath gusting over me, the weight of his arms around me, and the steady thud of his heart against my chest.
When sunlight pours through his giant windows, I’m still positioned on top of him. I feel him everywhere. His hand smooths over my hip as he grows harder.
“We both pretending to be asleep?” he murmurs.
“Shhh.”
He chuckles as I rock my hips a little. He grabs the meat of my ass, and a stupid, embarrassing little mewl sneaks out of me.
“What’s that? You would rather sleep?” he teases.
“I will fucking stab you,” I mumble.
“Like that’s going to make me stop.”
As he pulls out to the tip, I slam my body down on him. “Pendejo.”
“Somehow, I feel like you’re shit-talking me.”
“Eres lo mejor y lo peor que tengo en mi vida, mi amor.”
Rev rolls us over so I’m pinned beneath him. Then he begins to fuck me sweetly.
I fist my hands in his hair, striving to keep my emotions in check.
It’s this shit that scares me the most. Not Rev’s monstrous side.
Not the bloodthirsty, cruel mercenary he can be, but this gentle, playful man who makes me believe love is worth the risk of potentially having your heart ripped out.
Shifting my hips to take him at a different angle, I whisper his name over and over again.
“Tell me what you need, kitten. You want it soft like this or hard?”
“Both. Everything. You. Always you.”
Slowing his pace, he leans down to capture my mouth with his own. He nips at me and licks away the pain. He whispers praises in my ear as he takes me apart, piece by aching piece.
And I let it happen because I know he’ll be here to put me back together.
“You feel so right, Dante. So good.”
I bear down on him, effectively clenching my muscles around his cock.
“You’re full of slutty little tricks, too, aren’t you?”
“Guess you’ll have to stick around to find out,” I say breathlessly, rapidly climbing that ladder to a brain-numbing orgasm.
He brings a hand around my cock to stroke me. Right as I come, he murmurs, “Guess you’ll have to accept the ring I bought you, then.”
My vision fades out as I curse him. “No ring. Oh god. Fuck you.”
After he pumps me full of his release, he smacks a kiss to my lips. “Never enough. This will never be enough for me, Dante. Only forever will do.”