“Thought you were gonna fuck me,” he teased in a husky voice.
The dark, hungry look Rome gave him made him bite his lip. Rome’s fingers threaded through Juno’s hair. He whimpered when Rome tugged hard on it, jerking his head back. He dug his nails into Rome’s arms, gasping when Rome slammed into him. Rome’s thrusts picked up speed fast, his hips slamming hard against Juno’s ass.
Juno arched his back, panting for breath as Rome fucked him. He didn’t have to tell Rome what he wanted because he seemed to know before Juno did. Rome pushed one of Juno’s knees against his chest and drove his cock deeper inside him. Juno moaned as he felt his orgasm building fast. He wrapped a hand around his cock and jerked himself off with hard strokes, matching Rome’s thrusts. Rome kept hitting that spot inside him, leaving him breathless and writhing under Rome.
“Fuck. Juno,” Rome hissed.
“Yes. Do it,” Juno said between his moans.
Rome slammed into him with a growl and heat filled him as Rome spilled inside him. He threw his head back, crying out as he came, white hot pleasure exploding through him. He gasped for breath, his body relaxing. He felt more sated than he had his entire life.
He whimpered when Rome pulled out of him and opened his eyes to find Rome watching him with a look he could only describe as possessive. He liked that look a lot.
Rome pulled Juno into a seated position and Juno didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around Rome and press a kiss to his lips. Rome moaned into his mouth, making his smile.
Rome pulled back and looked at him with narrowed eyes. “You just wanted to have sex on top of the guns, didn’t you?”
Juno pressed his lips together as he shrugged.
Rome chuckled and shook his head. He lowered his head to run his nose along Juno’s.
“You’re crazy,” Rome said and pressed his lips to the spot beneath Juno’s ear that had him shivering.
“Crazy for you,” Juno said.
“Doesn’t count.”
Juno snorted out a laugh. “How the hell does that not count?”
“It doesn’t count because loving me isn’t what made you crazy,” Rome said, a serious look on his face. “You were like that when I found you.”
Juno shook his head and said, “Rome. You make me much crazier than I’ve ever been.”
“Well, in that case, you make me fucking crazy, too.”
“Wouldn’t want it any other way, would you?” Juno asked.
“Fuck no.”
Rome put his mouth back on Juno’s, grabbing him by the ass to drag him closer. Juno’s cock began to wake up again and from the feel of it, so did Rome’s. A bite to his lips had him wincing and groaning. Rome pulled back.
“We’re gonna be down here for a while, aren’t we?” Rome asked, his eyes dark as they ran down the length of Juno’s body.
“We could be here forever.”
Rome nodded. “Sounds perfect to me.”
Juno felt his lips spread in a wide smile. It sounded fucking perfect to him, too.
A Note from the Author
I just really want to thank you for coming on this journey with me! For reading and, hopefully, loving this series as much as I have. It was really a spur of the moment decision to put my Raiders on the shelf for a while to write the first few books in this series, but boy has it been a fun and rewarding journey. I would do it again in a heartbeat, even though it was also amazing to get back to the Raiders this year.
Juno wasn’t supposed to get a book. In fact, Bandit was supposed to be the last one. Cue me finding that picture of Rome with the unfinished tat and I just had to give the guy someone to love. It was like Juno was simply waiting to raise his hand and jump up and down while yelling, “Pick me! I’m a tattoo artist. I can finish the tattoo and love the guy to pieces.”
So I let him run with it and here were are. I couldn’t be happier with the outcome!
Now, I don’t really want to say this is the end as I do have a novella featuring Edan and Tommy in the works, and who knows? Maybe there are more Kings who wants a story. Also, there will be some short stories featuring the Kings coming to my website sometime soon, so stay tuned!
There’ll also be a spin-off series with the Disciples, starting off with Ares and Jace in (fingers crossed) 2021. But for right now, this is it, so thank you from the bottom of my heart! Thank you for loving these guys. I can’t tell you how much it means to me.
About the Author
Ana Night is a writer of suspenseful gay romance. She’s an avid reader who has loved the written word since she discovered it. When she was a kid, she never went anywhere without a notebook. She was always writing, be it in the backseat of the car, between classes in school, or by the pool on vacations.
When she’s not writing, you can find her with her nose buried in a book, singing and dancing, watching her favorite TV shows, or creating book covers.
Ana lives in Denmark where she spends most of her time running from her ninja kitty—that one goes for the ankles—and getting lost in the woods with her horse.
You can find Ana here:
Website: www.ananight.com
Email: [email protected]
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