Page 94 of Juliet & Her Romeos

“Kiss our Queen.” Swan grips Vito by the hair and guides his mouth to mine. “We’re not rejecting you.”

Vito’s pupils are dilated. He rests his hands on my hips.

My breathing speeds up. My heart is hammering in my chest.

His lips are so fucking kissable.

I’ve only been kissed by Benedict and Swan.

Vito’s kiss is different. It’s less like a dance and more like a fiery explosion of passion.

Vito grips my hips harder.

I lose track of time. My eyes flutter closed.

I hear someone groan.

I think that it’s Swan.

I tease at Vito’s lower lip, sucking and then nibbling it. He finally breaks the kiss, meeting my gaze intently.

Swan still has a hard grip on his hair.

“I wasn’t meant to feel this way about you,” Vito murmurs. “Like I want to protect you both forever and never let you go.”

“You want to be honest, well so do I.” I place my hand firmly over Vito’s on my hip, tracing over his tattoo. It’s beautiful, and I won’t let him feel ashamed of it. “We don’t only want Amby; we want Bec and you as well. I’m from the Cinders. I’m Amby’s rival. I’ve lived for four years amongst my enemies. I know exactly how it feels to be rejected and treated as the bad guy. So, I understand but need you to know that we’re all simply Romeos now. It shouldn’t matter who our packs were before. And Swan has never judged me for being a Cinders.”

“But will he judge me for being a Snake?”

Swan tugs hard on Vito’s hair, yanking back his head and forcing him to meet his eye.

The long column of Vito’s throat is bared and gorgeous.

It’s also vulnerable.

How many Alphas are emotionally strong enough in themselves to allow this? How many would permit this behavior from a Beta?

“Maybe it’s not clear enough that I want you too,” Swan snarls. “You were hurt by those assholes in your family, just like I was. You fought to escape from them. So, how are you the same? As much as you want to protect us, we want to protect our Alpha as well.”

“Alphas,” Vito breathlessly corrects. “Amby is yours too. He may look the most dom of uber Alphas, but take it from someone who survived one of the most vicious packs in America, the Romeos are fucked up as well.”

I stiffen.

I always knew that Olivia was cruel to both Ambrose and Laurent. But is there more to this? More to Ambrose being sent to England? His mysterious reappearance?His scar?

Swan snorts. “Tell me something that I don’t know.”

“My cock is tattooed.”

I choke on my tongue.

Swan gives a low, filthy laugh. “Okay, you’ve earned your kiss.”

He spins Vito like they’re in a dance, and Vito lets out a gasp. Then he drags him into a savage kiss that’s all teeth and wild passion.

It looks like a battle for dominance, as they push each other over the table, knocking the plates, cutlery, and apple slices flying. Smeared in syrup and chocolate, they growl and snarl, as they kiss and dry hump each other.

I cross my arms as I watch them but I’m smiling.

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