CHAPTER 19

The moon was still out in the sky, but Kingston was in no hurry to leave his sweet Romaine’s bed. He lay on his stomach, his eyes closed, and for once in his few years out of the military, he was completely and utterly... happy.

Kingston’s mind was at ease, and his body… Well, most of it was relaxed. With a naked Romaine straddling his waist while her delicate fingers traced the outline of his tattoo, it was hard for every piece of him to be relaxed.

His erection pressed into the bed, but he didn’t move to take her again. Her touch was soothing. Every place where her skin pressed into his was on fire with the hunger coursing through his body, and at the same time, she brought the strangest sense of calm over him.

“Was I right, King?” she asked quietly as her hand flattened between his shoulder blades.

“About what, my darling?” he replied roughly, his eyes fluttering open so he could glance over his shoulder at her.

“About the skull on your back… Is it you