Sweet and Vicious(Margarelli Brothers 1)

I picked up my wine and stared at her.

“She is as ferocious as a lioness if someone threatens one of us. But yes, she is very sweet to the family.” I smiled a little bit, swirling the wine in my glass. “Though she’s smacked me a few times.”

Evangelina’s eyes got even bigger.

“I deserved it, of course.”

“You were bad?”

“Understatement,” I said with a wry smile. “Drink your wine,” I ordered her, pleased when she did as I said. She was very submissive for the most part, which I found appealing. And useful. It would make this transition that much easier.

I wondered, though, was she just afraid of me? Would that keep her from opening up once I took her to bed? It was inevitable now. She was going to be my wife. She was going to be mine. Even if she fought me on the marriage, I would have her soon.

She was going to lie down with me every night. Whenever I wanted her to.

My gut clenched up at the thought.

“It is so beautiful here.”

“Most of the plants are still in the greenhouse. It’s nothing like it used to be, though. My mother was the gardener. She used to have so many roses you could smell them a block away.”

“That sounds incredible.”

“It was.”

“Is she . . . gone?”

I nodded.

“When I was very young. Auntie pretty much raised me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Thank you.”

The first course arrived. Grilled veggies in olive oil and fresh-baked bread. There were little seasoned bowls of oil for dipping, thick with coarsely ground salt and herbs. There was also a plate of prosciutto and melon, as well as sliced tomato, mozzarella, and fresh basil.

“Wow,” Evie breathed as I started plating her food for her. I couldn’t resist trying to peek at her luscious cleavage when I was above her.

Fuck me, the girl looks amazing from every angle.

I may have made a low sound of approval. She gave me a startled glance as I quickly looked away from her mouthwatering flesh.

I drizzled a little oil and vinegar on her food before taking my seat and serving myself. We were both quiet as we took the first bites. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her face as she closed her eyes in ecstasy.

Is that what she’s going to look like when she comes? I wondered. I fucking hoped so. I couldn’t wait to find out.

And I would find out. She was as good as mine. In every sense of the word.

“This is . . . I’ve never tasted anything like it.”

“It’s nothing fancy. It’s just very fresh,” I said as I took a bite. “Auntie knows all the best places to go.”

“She’s a genius.”

“I’ll tell her you said that.”

“Tell who what?”

Auntie was back, checking on us and fussing with the food. She smiled at Evie as she thanked her again for the delicious food. I could tell Auntie liked her.

Although to be fair, she was equally happy to actually see me dating a woman. She wouldn’t settle for any woman, of course. Auntie wanted to see me with a nice girl, not someone who threw herself around or dressed cheaply. I’d never even thought about bringing a girl home for her to meet before. I’d sure as shit never taken the step I was about to take with Evie. Nothing close.

I’d never even had a girlfriend. I just fucked. I fucked a lot. I was getting extremely fucking antsy about having temptation so close with no relief.

Soon, I told my aching cock. Really fucking soon.

The next course was pasta primavera, with breaded chicken cutlets on the side. Then a light salad with apples, walnuts, and cheese. Finally, Auntie brought out two cappuccinos and two plates of tiramisu with little scoops of gelato on top.

“I don’t think I can eat another bite.”

“You’d better,” I joked. “Auntie will be devastated.”

Evie valiantly lifted her fork and held it aloft like a sword. Then she took a bite. My mouth opened as I went practically slack-jawed at the expression on her face.

That was it. That was the face I wanted her to make when I was pleasuring her. Pure ecstasy.

Evie had never looked more beautiful. I was tempted to drag her onto the table and go to town on her. I was inches away from doing just that.

“I was just teasing. You don’t have to eat it,” I murmured.

“Oh, but I want to. I don’t think I could stop.” She took another bite and smiled at me. “You might have to roll me upstairs in a wheelbarrow.”

“I can do that,” I said with a smile. It felt so normal. Just for a few minutes, she’d forgotten that she was my captive. And I’d forgotten that I had no choice but to keep her under lock and key.

It was fucking bliss.

When she set down her fork and smiled at me, I knew the time had come.