Page 40 of Royal Salvation

Never in her life had she felt this kind of pleasure, but it wasn’t enough. She needed more from him, she needed everything. As if reading her mind, Justice flipped them so she was on her back, his hard body over hers before he kissed her again, his hands peeling the swimsuit and the wrap covering her from the sun down her body. Naked and exposed, she looked at him as he pulled back to strip his own clothes away.

His body was magnificent, all hard lines and planes of ridged muscle and sinew. His cock jutted proudly from his body and drew her eyes down. She reached for him, aching to touch the skin she knew would be hot and silky.

Justice chuckled, backing up a step. “Hold on there, angel. If you touch me now, this will be over.”

Lucía pouted and his warm laugh swept through her, adding an even more intimate layer to their closeness. Her gaze was pulled toward him as he bent to get a condom. He gripped his cock in his strong hand and stroked twice from root to tip, in a maddening tease. A low moan slipped from her throat and he watched her, his eyes moving over her slowly as if taking in every inch of her exposed frame and seeing into her soul.

“Stop teasing and get yourself over here.”

Light danced in his eyes as he bent toward her, nestling between her legs, the tip of his cock brushing against her opening. His mouth caught hers as he rested his elbows on either side of her head, caging her in so all she could see and feel and smell was him, consuming her in the best way.

Lucía arched her back trying to get closer to him, her body aching to have the empty feeling inside her filled. Running her hands along his chest, she used her nails and felt him shudder against her skin as he broke the kiss and looked down at her before reaching for her hands. Linking their fingers, he held them above her head and thrust into her, hard and fast.

The intrusion of his body made her gasp in pleasure and pain. Justice waited a beat, his eyes on her again watching, waiting for her to say she was okay, and she nodded.

“Move. Please, Justice.”

His jaw flexing with the control to stay still, he let out a breath and began to move. Using his body, his hands, and his mouth to drive her to the pinnacle of pleasure time and again until she was boneless, begging for release. He knew her body so well, knew every single place on her skin that made her whimper.

His teeth toyed with her nipple, his pelvic bone rocking against her clit on each thrust until she teetered on the edge of climax. One final thrust and she was hurtling down, her body splintering apart with such intense feelings of pleasure she couldn’t hold back the sob that tore from her.

“That’s it, angel, let go. Fuck you’re so beautiful and you’re mine. Nobody gets to see this but me.”

Lucía could hardly comprehend the words let alone reply, but Justice was relentless, pushing her again and again until she thought she’d die from too much blood leaving her brain.

“Who do you belong to, Lucía?”

His voice was a growl and demanded that she answer, and she knew in her heart exactly who she belonged to. She was just terrified that she’d never get to feel the same. “You, Justice. I belong to you.”

“Fucking right you do, and I belong to you.”

Out of nowhere, his words hit her and she felt her body respond. The impending climax tightened her body and this time he fell with her, his release filling her as his groan of ecstasy filled the air. His body flopped down onto hers as she embraced him, holding him close and wishing the words they said were real and they could find a way to make this work. But her life didn’t work that way. It had never been her own, and she was a fool to think it would be any different this time.

Cherishing the feeling and embracing the moment, she held tighter until he got up to go and deal with the condom. Curling on her side, she knew she was in love with Justice. She had no idea how she’d survive losing him, but that was a problem for another day. She’d promised herself and him this time, and she’d enjoy every second of it and worry about the rest when she was on her own with nothing but time.

Chapter 17

“Line’s secure. Reaper, go ahead.”

Sitting in his room with Lucía beside him as they faced his team on the screen, it was hard to keep his hands to himself or his thoughts from what they’d shared not an hour ago. Her hair was wet from the shower they’d taken, her skin flushed from the sun and what they’d shared.

Shaking his head slightly he tried to concentrate on his teammates so he could do the job he was here to do, and that was to keep her safe. “We think we’ve found what Playboy and his men are looking for. It’s a picture Lucía took of him attacking a girl when we were on that last mission.”

Bishop, who was patched in from the safe house, frowned. “Wait, you never mentioned you knew Lucía before this op.”

Justice glanced at her, and even in his own mind, it was hard to consider how this could’ve happened. “No, we never met.”

“I wasn’t meant to be in the village, but our vehicle had broken down not far from there. The elder said we could stay the night until we could get it fixed. I was wandering the village taking pictures when I heard a noise and saw what I did.”

“Jesus, do you know how close you came to being exposed?”

Bás’ harsh tone had Justice’s hackles going up in her defence. “Of course she does, so don’t fucking start, Bás.”

A pair of intelligent, seeing eyes met his through the camera and he knew his boss was watching him for tells, which he studiously tried not to give.

“Enough with the drama, the why doesn’t matter right now. What matters is how he figured out about the picture and your identity.” Duchess cut through the bullshit with her words, her demeanour not broking any argument.

“Did you try and sell the picture to any of the nationals, Princess Lucía?”