Chapter 10
ROMEO
> System status: hard AF.
> Error source: safe operating range compromised
> Attempted morality install…failed.
> Containment protocol: overridden by primal urges.
> Warning: rule enforcement sequence malfunctioned.
> Proceeding anyway.
“You can take off your clothes too,” Gabi adds hopefully.
I nod and lean over to open her nightstand drawer, grabbing her sleep mask.
“How’d you know that was in there?”
“Because I looked.”
“You don’t even try to hide your stalking tendencies,” she says.
“You’re cute when you’re nervous.” My eyes move over her, memorizing every detail of her face and burning it into my brain.
“What makes you think I’m nervous?” Her voice hitches.
“You’re making small talk.”
That earns me a laugh. “Okay, I am a little. But please don’t read too much into that because I really, really want to do this.”
“I know.” I graze her jaw with my fingers, enjoying the way she shivers for me. “And I’m really, really going to give it to you.”
Even if I am going to hell for it.
“I need to be able to see you.” I hold her sleep mask up. “You want me to do it?”
She bites her lip and nods, and I slide it into place, smoothing her hair down beneath the band.
Her body relaxes, and I think she likes it when I take care of her.
It’s not surprising, considering she hasn’t had much of that in her life.
It makes me want to promise her things I can’t give her—like being the man who always takes care of her.
I pull off my mask and capture her mouth in a kiss instead.
At the first brush of my lips, she lets out a soft, needy sound like she’s been starving for it. It soothes the ache in my chest, because I know I fucking have. After what she just told me, she has no idea the beast she fed.
It was me.
All along, it’s been me.
I’m the megalodon.
It’s a bizarre thing to beat your chest about, but I’ll take it. The only thing that matters is it’s not someone else I’ll have to murder.
I settle my hips between her thighs and slide my tongue inside her mouth, drugging myself on the taste of her. For a while, I just stay there, making out with her the way I wanted to nine years ago. I never got the chance. Now, I don’t ever want to stop.
Gabi gets restless, curling her fists into my hoodie and trying to yank me closer so she can feel me up.
When I don’t budge, she grunts in frustration and slips her hands beneath the fabric, pressing them against my back.
She pauses to trace the line of an old scar, her touch so gentle it feels like she’s trying to heal it.
I let out an audible shudder, and she swallows it.
My cock already feels like it’s going to explode if I don’t get it inside her, just from holding her for the last few hours.
But I don’t want to rush this. At the same time, I have to remember how much softer she is.
She’s so breakable, I’ll have to tame this feral need to lay claim to her in the most primitive way.
When I let her come up for air, she lays there panting, lips swollen, a pretty pink flush spreading over her skin.
“When you kiss me, you really kiss me,” she murmurs.
“That was me being a gentleman,” I tease her, grazing her jaw with my lips.
Her entire body thrums with pleasure when I bury my face in her neck and breathe her in. She brings out the wolf in me, stripping me down to my most primal instincts.
My teeth scrape over her throat, marking my territory all the way down to her collarbone. When I nip at it, she gasps.
I’ve always wanted to do that. I’m bizarrely fascinated by the size of her bones. It’s weird as fuck, but I’ve seen a lot of them, and none have been as delicate as hers. It makes me feel violent with the need to protect her.
I slide my fingers over her ribs, skimming them beneath her top. As I push the material up, she lifts her arms for me, and I guide the fabric over her head.
Next come her teeny-tiny shorts that probably wouldn’t even fit over one of my thighs. I have no fucking clue how I’m going to sink my cock inside her, but I’m going to try.
Once I’ve got her naked, she takes it upon herself to remind me that she wants to feel me too.
“Don’t forget yours.”
I make quick work of my clothes, tossing them into the same pile as hers. This time, when I settle between her thighs, I feel every inch of her bare skin.
“How’s that?” I ask.
“So good,” she rasps.
Her warm fingers press against my back as she starts to explore, drawing a shudder from me.
I dip my head and lick her nipple, soaking up the sound she makes before I suck her breast into my mouth.
She squeezes my ass cheek, testing the muscle there as I grind my cock against her.
She’s already soaked for me, and it would be easy to shift just a little and bury myself inside her right now. But it will have to wait.
I keep going, moving from one breast to the other, torturing her nipples until she’s wound so tight, she’s squirming beneath me, desperately trying to get some friction.
“You want to come?” I breathe the words against her skin.
“Yes, please,” she begs.
A quiet growl rumbles through my chest as I slide my fingers down between us. She jolts at the contact, crying out as I start to stroke her.
Her back bows off the bed, a full-body shiver rolling through her as she melts into my touch. She’s so responsive, the little fiend comes for me in less than thirty seconds, contractions rippling through her and pulsing all the way down to her toes.
It’s tempting to stay right here and make her do that on repeat, but I’m going to blow my load just watching her if I don’t get inside her soon.
I give her a few minutes to recover, waiting for her to catch her breath as I slide my palms up and pin her hands beneath mine. Holding her hostage, I capture her mouth, kissing her until she’s rocking her hips against me.
“Are you going to…”
“Yes, Gabi.” I let go of her hands and reach down between us. “I’m going to fuck that pretty little pussy.”
She makes a sound that gets caught in her throat, and I rub my cock against her, groaning at how soaked she is for me. The thought of finally having her wrapped around me is fucking with my head. It doesn’t feel real.
Bracing my arms on either side of her, I dip the head of my cock into her warmth and slowly start to sink inside. It’s a long, slow process because she’s so tight, every inch will be hard-won. Her body feels like a vise around me, and I’m barely inside her.
The pressure increases as I go deeper, and when I push past her virginity, she sucks in a sharp breath.
I pause there, giving her some time to adjust.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby. Just breathe.”
I comb my fingers through her hair and tilt her head back, kissing her soft and slow. After a few minutes, she starts to relax around me, and I sink deeper, inch by inch, until I’m in as far as she can take me.
“Talk to me,” I murmur against her.
“You’re huge,” she chokes out. “I may have overestimated my chances of survival.”
I stifle my amusement as I glance down between us. The sight of her stretched open for me, my cock lodged inside her, is without a doubt the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I scrape a hand over my face, reining in the urge to fuck her until I fill her with my cum.
“Give it a few minutes,” I tell her. “We can stay like this all night if you want.”
She nods, and I massage the tension from her body, kissing my way up her neck until I take her mouth again. She gets so caught up in the moment, I doubt she even notices when she starts to grind against me. At least not until she lets out a little moan.
“Feel good?” I ask, hoping she can’t hear the strain in my voice.
It’s taking everything in me not to unleash the decade of pent-up want I’ve had for her.
“It’s better.” She nods. “I want to try it now.”
My relief is palpable, and when I shift my hips and roll back, sliding through her wet pussy, it sends my obsession into a spiral.
I thrust into her, my entire body shuddering as she clenches around me.
I catch myself staring her down like a psychopath, absorbing every tremor and hitch of her breath. She’s so fucking pretty, and I am so gone for her. Nothing should feel this good. I’d have to be a saint to stay away from her now.
She should know, deep down, she should be able to feel what she’s unleashed. I can’t put the beast back in his cage. He’s had a taste for her, and already, one dangerous, unshakable thought fuses itself in my DNA.
Mine.
That claim makes me rabid with the need to fuck my possession into her.
Gabi cries out as I thrust harder, nails scraping down my back as her head lolls onto the pillow.
“Oh god, that feels so intense.” The words escape her on a breathless exhalation.
Tension winds its way through her body, nipples tightening as she clenches around me. I’m hanging on to my sanity by a thread.
I drag myself upright, spreading her legs wider so I can keep fucking her while I stroke her clit.
“Come for me again,” I rasp.
She whimpers as I push her closer to oblivion and grind my teeth together, fighting through the torture of holding back.
“I need you to come for me, baby,” I choke out.
The agony in my voice tips her over the edge, and as soon as she spasms around me, it’s over. I bury myself as deep as she can take me, gripping her thighs roughly as I watch my cock unload inside her.
“Fuck.” I let out a harsh breath as my head falls back, and the aftershocks keep going.
I knew it would be intense, but I wasn’t anticipating that I would see the light drain from my eyes. I came so hard I almost blacked out.
“Everything okay?” Gabi asks, her voice distorted from the blood rushing through my ears.
“More than okay.” I lower my body over hers, cradling her face as I graze her lips with mine. “You’re fucking perfect, Gabriela. You have no idea.”
Emotion clogs her voice as she wraps her arms around me and squeezes. “Thank you.”