Page 55 of Unholy Union


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“You don’t need to be nervous,” he tells me.

With a deep breath, I unbuckle his pants and pull them down. With his help, I slip his underwear down next.

When I get my first look at his erection, I almost gasp. It’s a lot bigger than I had been expecting. But the more I look at it, the more I realize something.

“You’re beautiful,” I tell him.

Theo chuckles. “That wasn’t what I was expecting.”

“Can I touch you?”

“God, yes,” he growls.

Feeling bold, I reach over and grip his penis in my hand. Theo lets out a rough breath. Unsure of what to do next, I start moving my hand up and down.

“You can also touch the tip,” he instructs, his words sounding strained.

“Is this okay?” I do as he says and move my hand around the tip of penis. Theo sucks in a quick breath.

“More than okay.”

“I want you to like this.”

He places his hand over mine. “Trust me, Cecilia. I like this. Do what feels good to you because I’m probably going to like it either way.”

I keep my eyes locked with his as I move my hand around his erection. I stroke and squeeze. I notice that whenever I squeeze, Theo’s breath comes in at a faster pace. Soon, I’m rubbing him with a firmer grip. I thought this would feel awkward, but the way Theo encourages me on makes me feel special.

“Cecilia, I’m going to come,” He groans, dropping his head back. “You should let go if you don’t want me to come on your hand.”

I think about it for a second, then increase the pressure of my grip on him. I’m seeing this all the way through.

With a jerk of his hips, Theo orgasms. His seed lands on my hand, but I don’t care. I’m fascinated.

Theo finishes and gently removes my hand from his erection. With a chagrined smile, he gets up, grabs a tissue, wipes himself up, then hands me a clean tissue to use for my hands.

Once we’re cleaned up, we rest on the couch together.

“What are we going to do?” I ask, my ear above his heart. It beats in a steady rhythm. “About Salvatore? About my wedding?”

Theo tenses. “My offer still stands. I can kill him for you. It’s the best option to keep him away.”

“I know. But I don’t want you to become a murderer on my account. That’s not fair.”

“Life has never been fair for me, Cecilia. I’ve stood by too many times. You don’t know this about me, but … there was a time when I was in the academy I saw a girl get raped. Mara.” His eyes darken, but this time, it’s not from lust. He’s looking back into a dark memory. “I tried to help her. I got the assholes who were doing it to her to get off, but when I tried reporting them, nothing came of it. The guy who did it, Noah, his father was a high-ranking colonel. He wasn’t gonna get anything more than a slap on the wrist. Mara left the academy before I could do more. She made it clear she didn’t want my help. I think she justwanted to move on and forget. Her military career was ruined. Her body defiled. I desperately wanted to help her.” His voice becomes ragged.

“I really tried,” he continues. “But at the end of the day, I was only eighteen. And I was going up against men much more powerful than me. When I left the army, I thought that was that. I’d never have to put up with that kind of bullshit again. And then your mom hired me. It sounded like an easy job, you know? Just stand guard and keep this family safe. But then I saw what your uncle Franco was doing to her. I saw the bruises. I saw the intimidation.

“And,” he continues, “there was still nothing I could do. Franco was too powerful. I couldn’t take him down, even though I wanted to. That was for your brother to do. But it pained me every day to have sit back and watch it all happen and not do a damn thing about anything. Hell, I can’t even pay my mom’s bills for her because she doesn’t want me to. Cecilia, I don’t want you to ever feel powerless like I have. I won’t allow Salvatore to get his hands on you. I’ll kill him if I have to. No matter the outcome. No matter who comes after me. I’ll do it. For you.”

“Theo,” I say softly, placing my hand on his cheek. “I love that you want to protect me so much. And I want you to. I want you at my side. But I can’t stand the idea of you killing someone for me.” I take a deep breath. “I have a better idea. Why don’t we just run away? We can start planning it. My wedding isn’t for another week and a half. I know it’s not a lot of time, but?—”

He kisses me, and I sink into his touch.

Once he pulls back, Theo smiles. “Let’s do it. Let’s run away. Leave all this shit behind. I have a lot of money saved up we can use. I just need to put some things in place. We need to run away without Salvatore finding out because if he does …”

“He’ll try to stop us. He might even try to kill you again.”

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take if it means you don’t have to marry him. But, Cecilia, this means that when I take you home today, you have to act like everything is normal. You can’t let on what we’re planning.”

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