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I closed the distance between us and dropped to my knees. I lowered his trunks and his cock bounced in front of my face. Without missing a beat, I took him down. His warm skin was smooth and salty against my tongue. Delicious.
Alessio sucked in a sharp breath. “Minchia!”
His good hand found the back of my head, holding me as he began thrusting into my mouth. “You want to make me come right away. Is that it, principe?”
I moaned around his girth, telling him yes, that was exactly what I wanted.
“Are you going to swallow my cock and suck me dry?”
God, that was hot. Alessio didn’t often talk dirty during sex, but I loved when did. I angled my head, trying to take more of him, and the head of his cock bumped the entrance to my throat. I relaxed and he slipped in.
He grunted and rocked his hips once. “Fuck, Giulio.”
Then he stepped back. I didn’t move, confused. He pushed his trunks off his long legs and pointed to the bed. “Get on the bed.”
That curt tone had me obeying. Normally I was the demanding one in bed. But I didn’t mind this change of pace, not one bit. He stalked toward me. The gold chain around his neck glinted in the sunlight streaming through the tiny portholes. The hard line of his jaw sent a shiver through me. Was he angry? It reminded me of when he first tracked me to the Isle of Canna.
Reaching the bed, he motioned for me to roll over. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I obeyed. Then the bed dipped under his weight, and his fingers coasted over my back, tracing my tattoos. The largest piece, a heart wrapped in thorns and dripping blood, had been completed after Paolo’s death.
A reminder to myself that love had the power to cut deeper than any knife or bullet.
Alessio stretched out until his large frame covered mine. Soft kisses started on my shoulder. They continued downward, his lips brushing, whispering along my nape. He touched me reverently. Carefully. Like he was memorizing my shape with his mouth.
Wasn’t this supposed to be angry sex?
“Stop teasing me,” I said over my shoulder. “Let me up.”
“Just relax. I thought this was about giving me what I want.”
I huffed a laugh. “Oh, is that so?”
He nipped my shoulder blade with his teeth. “Yes.”
Silent, he continued down my body. By the time he reached my ass I was panting, nearly grinding into the mattress. My skin burned where he’d touched.
Eager for more, I tried to turn over. Alessio’s hand held me down. “Stay. You’ll take everything I have to give you, principe mio.”
“I’d rather fuck you again.”
Alessio sank his teeth into one of my ass cheeks. “Maybe I will fuck you instead.”
* * *
Alessio
He didn’t like that idea.
Giulio’s body tensed, every muscle now tight with resistance. “You know I don’t do that.”
“Let me try.” I kissed his lower back, the dimple right above his ass. “I will make it good for you, I swear.”
“Not everyone likes to bottom.”
“I am aware. But your first and only try was not with me. So it can be better.”
He buried his face in his arms and laughed. “Your ego is nearly as big as mine.”
I sank lower, running my tongue along his crack. “Hold yourself open for me,” I whispered into his skin. “Let me see you.”
