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In a swift movement, I flipped her right side up, turning her to face me while I positioned her in my lap. "What's wrong? Was I too rough?" She looked winded and roughed up with her tousled hair, spit, tear-strewn face, and swelling red lips.

I kept a close eye on her the whole time, and yeah, I might have forced her to stay down on me longer than usual, but I let her come up for air when it looked like she desperately needed it. Also, when I felt her struggle too much, I let her up.

Worrying over her, I kept looking over every inch of her as I smoothed her hair out. She wasn't crying or sobbing, nor did she look at me all betrayed and hurt. So, why the taps?

"N-no, you weren't, but it was getting too much. I was gonna throw up, and the blood rush to my head was getting too much, too." She mumbled with a small sniffle and chuckled as she wiped her face with her hands.

Relieved, I let out a small sigh and kissed her forehead. "Want to take a little break?" I muttered against her forehead while using my own hands to wipe her mess away.

Juliet softly shook her head with a hum. "Just give me a few seconds, and I'll be good to go." I was about to question her, but her reassuring smile kept my worries at bay.

For a moment of solace, we sat there in each other's arms, listening to the calm waters while basking in the moonlight and heat from the heater—summer or not, it was still fucking cold at night this far north. I wouldn't mind it one bit if she decided to call it a night after her little moment; really, I wouldn't. I could always take care of my own problem or be patient with my fingers crossed for tomorrow.

Feeling some time pass, I was about to suggest we head down, but the thought escaped my mind when I felt a tight warmth blanket my length. Biting out a deep groan, I shut my eyes tightly as I gripped her bubbly ass cheeks with my full hands. "Porca puttana, tesoro, mi ucciderai." At least I'd die happy if I went right now. "Relax, sweetheart, you're squeezing me so much." I let out a breathless chuckle as I struggled to hold myself together from her spasming walls.

"Can't help it. Feels too good." She whimpered with some jerky movements of her hips. "So big and full." She barely managed a few sloppy bounces before coming apart with another orgasm.

"Giving up already, principessa?" I teased with a cocky grin, slapping her ass to encourage her. "What happened to my eager little slutty wife?" Her body jerked with the next slap to her ass, spurring into action with slow rises and falls of her plush body. "My beautiful, curvy little sweetheart."

So fucking perfect.

I couldn't help my hands from wondering about her plump body, tracing over every little stretchmark, dip, curve, and roll of hers as I mapped out her body for the hundredth time. Every part of her was so beautiful and perfect. Nothing of hers was off-putting to me, even her little tummy jiggling with every bounce of her body. Hell, I loved how her body rippled under me with the impact of my thrusts or whenever I jerked her body when I fingered her. Just something about the little bounce to her body got me going.

Glaring at me softly, she dug her fingers into my shoulders, pulling a pained hiss from me when I felt the bite. Bracing herself with a renewed determination, she tightened her legs against me to steady herself before moving with more purpose.

"Shit." I hissed out a chuckle as I tightened my grip on her hips to help her bounce.

Guess she just needed a little convincing to kick her ass into gear.

Sliding an arm up her back, I bury my fingers into the back of her hair, fisting it to bring her head down into a tongue-tying kiss. Feeling her struggle awkwardly against me, I pulled my tongue back and broke the kiss briefly. "Keep your upper body still, and just move your hips," I instructed her, using my other hand to help guide her.

Thankfully, she was a quick learner because it only took a handful of stiff movements before she got down a smooth rhythm and pace that had both of us moaning and groaning while we made out feverishly. "I'm so close. Come with me, please." She panted against my lips, nipping and pulling at it while her nails dug into me more.

"Amorina, I'm going to come in you whether you like it or not if you keep it up." I was about to lose my damn mind with how much effort I'd put into holding myself back. My damn balls ached for a release so badly, but I wanted to hold out for her to get her share of pleasure.

If this were any other night, I wouldn't care because round two was on the table, but not tonight. After the raid and the fight, and now this, I would be beyond spent the moment I blew my load. Hell, if I weren't so pent up and desperate for Juliet's pussy, then I would have dragged her under the deck and into bed the moment the sharks were done with the bodies.

"Luciano." Call me vain, but I absolutely loved hearing my name from her sweet lips while her eyes were all on me. "Coming."

And that did. All my control out the window with how she moaned my name and kept on telling me that she was coming right up until she did. The moment her softness strangled my cock, I blew it.

"Fuck, Juliet." I groaned into her hair, holding her trembling body tightly against me as we rode out our orgasms together.

Peeling back from me, Juliet pressed her forehead against mine. With her eyes closed in bliss, she let her heavy breath wash over me as she came down from her high. And I swear, my soul left my body with her deep and tender kiss. I was left pretty breathless when she pulled away. "I love you, Luciano, so much. And thank you for giving me a new life and loving me." The ways her eyes sparkled with such love made me melt.

Giving her a loving kiss of my own, I held her precious face in my hands and smiled warmly at her. "No, I gave you what you deserved. I should be the only one thanking you for bringing life to my dullness. I love you, Juliet, now and forever. And as I've sworn before, I will spend the rest of our life proving it to you every day."

Epilogue: Juliet

~5 years later~

"Girl, you really are crazy as shit for having your wedding the day after your graduation," Evie remarked in her tipsy state.

Rolling my eyes, I snatched the shot glass from her before she could take another swig. "Well, I wanted it to be on the day Luciano saved me because, ya know, it was the first day I met him and the beginning of it all." Of course, with my luck, the day was literally the day after I graduated from graduate school.

I wasn't stressed about it, though. It wasn't a huge ceremony or anything, just a nice little beach wedding in our own backyard with our close friends, the bodyguards, and other syndicate members. A small, personal wedding, just like I wanted. The reception would also be held outback, and the tent area, heaters, and tables were all set up.

It was rather laid back for a wedding ceremony, and everything was planned to a tee. So, I wasn't worried one bit about the event tomorrow. Especially since Luciano had so many people working on everything to ensure things went smoothly.

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