Page 37 of Dangerous Secrets

I undo his belt and the fly of his slacks and pull his cock free. It's hard, ready for me. I've done this dozens of times, but never like this, never as myself with all my secrets in the open. Never once have I felt accepted the way I truly am. I stroke him and he growls in pleasure.

"Fuck... I've missed you."

"I love you, Roman," I rise up, sliding his dick into myself and then lower onto it gently. But Rome doesn't do anything gently. He grabs my hips and thrusts up into me, filling me completely.

"Oh god yes," I moan. He grabs my ass and grinds me up and down on his cock, fucking me hard and fast. I lean back and rest my hands on his knees as he fucks me. He slams into me and I throw my head back in pleasure, then moan his name again and again.

I cry out, then moan as he reaches up and pinches my nipples, one in each hand. He rolls them between his fingers and I moan louder, lost in the pleasure. I lean back and look down at him, at the man who has become my whole world.

"I love you," I say again, and feel the tears well up in my eyes.

"I love you too," he says, his voice strained as he comes close to orgasm. He fucks me harder, and I cling to him and let him fuck me. The pleasure builds inside me. I'm so close. I need to come so bad. I reach down and rub my clit, then pinch it between my fingers. I'm so wet and turned on, it feels amazing. I can't hold back; orgasm hits me and I gasp. My whole body shakes and tenses and I feel like I'm going to explode.

"Oh god, oh god," I cry out as wave after wave of pleasure washes through me.

"Fuck yes," Rome grunts and thrusts up into me as his own orgasm overtakes him. His cock swells inside me and he comes, filling me with his seed. He groans as I ride out my orgasm and lean down and kiss him. He has no clue how much I need him, how hard my brothers will fight to get me back and what Mickey will go through to silence me. I know that man's secrets.

Laying across Rome's chest, I catch my breath, and I know it won’t be easy. “I need to get into my place and get some things.”

“I’ll take you…” he says, lifting me up so I can look at him.

“No… It’s too dangerous. They could be watching.” I touch his face softly. “I can’t lose you now that we finally have each other.” I stare into his eyes. “You have to leave. I’ll meet you near your house, at that little bus stop, tomorrow morning around eight a.m.” I slide off his lap, and he puts his junk back into his pants.

“If you’re late?”

“I won’t be.” I nod and kiss him as he stands and I back away so he can leave. “I love you, Rome.”

He sighs and leaves obediently and I watch him shut the door. Now, I just have to get in and out of my place without my brothers seeing me. Then I can start over with Rome—and our child.

23

ROME

Rain clouds hang in the sky, drenching us as we hover beneath the outstretched branches of the pine trees in our family cemetery. Dad didn’t want a ceremony or any fanfare, just a simple cremation and to be dumped at sea or something. I was too busy hunting a ghost to help in the plans at all. But we have a casket and a hole in the ground to commemorate his death and send him to the other side. Dominic thought our extended family would appreciate the sentiment.

“So you finished it?” Dominic is as collected as normal, stoic face as his eyes roam across the mourners seated beneath a canopy listening to the priest offer a blessing over Dad’s life. Rain patters on the umbrella I hold up in almost deafening volumes making it impossible to hear anything except my brother’s voice.

“I spoke with her. We were supposed to meet but she didn’t show, and I don’t know where she lives. She isn’t responding to her voice and text messages and she hasn’t shown up at the club since.” Bianca’s confession shocked me, but I thought we were on the same page. I sigh in frustration as I try to make sense of it all. She's gone, like the wind, and that frustrates me. I can't help but feel a pang of sadness as her words echo in my head. I should have made her come with me. Anything could have happened to her, or maybe she just skipped town.

“So you have no idea where she is?” His eyes roam across the cemetery, watching everything that moves. We know there is a credible threat to our lives today since we’re all out in the open. After Bianca’s warning we took steps to mitigate that risk, but it’s never zero.

“My gut tells me she’s here. If she wanted to kill me, she would have, Dom.” I bite down on my tongue to stop the anger from rising up. She confesses she’s pregnant then vanishes without a trace. That is fishy to me. She had no reason to tell me about the pregnancy at all, but she did. It tells me her disappearance is suspicious, that perhaps Mickey harmed her or worse.

“Find her…”

“Dom, there’s something you need to know.” I brace myself for his reaction to the news, but it has to come out. If Bianca is out there waiting for me to find her and bring her in like I told her I would, Dominic will find out anyway.

He jerks his chin upward in the tiniest of perceptible movements and I know he’s waiting to hear what I have to say. It’s going to color everything he thinks about me and Bianca, and I have to say it anyway.

“She’s pregnant.”

Dominic’s eyes widen in surprise as he processes the news. For a moment, he’s silent, and I can see he’s struggling to keep his emotions in check. I can’t blame him. This changes everything.

“Pregnant?” he repeats, his voice low and dangerous. “How do you know this?”

“I... She told me,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “And before you respond, I know what it means, and what you might expect, and I will make sure it's handled."

Dominic’s eyes narrow as he stares at me, and I can feel the anger radiating off him. He doesn’t say anything for a long moment, but I can see the wheels turning in his head.

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