Her eyes filled with worry when I continued into the bathroom without another word. I closed the door and showered for a long time, hoping to feel more like the man I wanted to be around Aria afterwards but, when I stepped out, an undercurrent of violence and anger still had a hold of my body.
I walked out, still not saying anything, and half fell into bed. Aria’s gaze rested on my face as I glared up at the ceiling. I’d lost good men tonight, and their families had lost their fathers and sons. Money wouldn’t be a problem, the Famiglia took care of their own, but that didn’t provide solace for everyone.
“Bad day?” Aria asked softly.
She had propped herself up and, from the corner of my eye, I saw the way her nipples peaked. I was torn between wanting to claim her again, harder than last time, to find an outlet for my tension, and holding her in my arms to remind myself that a few good things remained in this life.
“Luca?”
“I lost three of my men today,” I rasped. It wasn’t the first time, but today had been brutal. The Bratva was getting too fucking confident, and they’d started working with local MCs who thrived on chaos and anarchy. In the past, after days like this, I’d gone to one of the Famiglia’s clubs and found a woman for a hard fuck or given Grace a call, because she got wet on my violent side. That wasn’t an option anymore. The woman beside me, my wife, wasn’t someone I could take my anger out on.
Aria touched my bicep, trying to catch my eyes, but I didn’t want to look into her innocent face, and even less for her to see the fucking darkness in mine. “What happened?”
“The Bratva attacked one of our warehouses.” It didn’t even begin to describe the fucking mess I’d witnessed, but it was too much for Aria to stomach. “We’ll make them pay. Our retribution will make them bleed.” They’d sent my men through hell. I would show them why some people feared me like the devil.
“What can I do?” Aria asked, stroking my chest lightly. I finally turned to her, realizing that she was trying to console me with her touch, with the gentleness of it. In the past, I’d fucked the anger out of my system, had burnt down the fire in my veins with more fire. I’d never considered another option, never wanted one, until Aria.
“I need you,” I pressed out. Fuck, I needed her, but a war was still raging in my body.
“Okay.” There was no hesitation in the word. She undressed, then waited beside me. My eyes trailed over her body and a roar of desire drowned out all else. I shoved down my boxers, already painfully hard. I reached for Aria and hoisted her on top of me, feeling her pussy against my skin. The idea of Aria riding me was enticing, but I caught the hint of apprehension in her eyes, the way her body tensed up. It was only her second time, and the last time had been painful for her. No angry fucking.
I grabbed Aria and lifted her onto my face. Her cry of shock turned into a cry of pleasure when I sucked her lips into my mouth. She rocked forward, hands clamping down on the headboard as my tongue darted out to lick every inch of her pussy before diving into her opening. I’d eaten Aria many times before, but this time I didn’t hold back. I devoured her, leaving her no choice but to surrender. I ate her like I wanted to fuck her, without restraint, merciless and hard.
Aria’s widened eyes peered down at me as I suckled her. She was so fucking wet, and the way she rocked her hips, mimicking the way I’d soon slam into her, drove me insane. I growled, and my hips began twitching with my fucking need to be inside of her. Aria pressed her pussy harder against my face as her head fell back and I tongue-fucked her.
She moaned louder than ever before, her body beginning to spasm. With a cry, she clamped up. “Luca, oh god!” I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks, shoving her pussy against my face as my tongue dove into her over and over again.
Aria straightened on top of me and tried to get away from my mouth, but I wanted to get her even wetter before I claimed her again. I held her firmly in place despite her whimper and took my time tasting her. Some of the burning anger had seeped from my pores, and I took my time enjoying Aria’s arousal and building her pleasure once more.
Aria’s moans rose once more, her hips jerking, but, before she could find her release, I flung her onto the bed and climbed between her legs, needing to fuck her. My cock brushed her opening, but I stopped myself from plunging into her in one hard stroke. She was clamped up in expectation of pain.