Luca Vitiello (Born in Blood Mafia Chronicles 0.5)
Aria rubbed me harder. “Don’t you want this?”
I almost laughed. “Of course I want it. We almost lost each other. I want nothing more than to be as close to you as possible.”
“Then make love to me. Slow and gentle.”
And my last wall crumbled as it always did with Aria. “Slow and gentle,” I agreed.
I knelt at the end of the bed and massaged Aria’s feet and calves, enjoying the feel of her soft skin. Aria parted her legs and my eyes took her up on the invitation. My cock jerked at the sight of her soaked panties. Groaning, I pressed a kiss to her ankle.
I trailed my fingers up her leg until I brushed over her crotch. She was so wet and hot. “You make slow and gentle really hard on me. If you weren’t hurt, I’d bury myself in you and make you scream my name.”
“If I wasn’t hurt, I’d want you to do it.”
I suckled Aria’s ankle. “Mine.” I kissed her calf. “Mine.” Then her knee. “Mine.” Her thigh. “Mine.” Until I finally reached her pussy. I dragged her panties down before I wedged myself between her thighs. I planted a kiss on her folds. “Mine.”
Aria moaned then whimpered in pain because she’d moved.
“I want you to relax completely. No tensing your muscles, or your shoulder will hurt,” I ordered as I brushed my lips along her crease.
“I always tense up when I come. And I really, really want to come.”
I’d make her come as often as she wanted, not just today but for the rest of our lives. “You will, but no tensing.”
Aria gave me a look that made it clear that wouldn’t work.
I began pleasuring her with my lips and tongue, keeping my ministrations light and gentle, guiding her slowly toward her release. Aria’s breathless moans and her body’s arousal spurred me on until it took everything not to dry hump the edge of the mattress. When Aria finally came, her body seemed to go even softer, her legs falling open as she surrendered to pleasure.
I got out of my clothes and positioned myself between Aria’s legs. I entered her slowly, watching her face as she moaned low and sweet.
“Mine,” I said when I was buried all the way inside her.
Aria held my gaze as I made love to her gently.
“Yours,” she whispered, her expression the greatest declaration of love I could imagine.
All my life I’d thought becoming Capo would be the biggest triumph of my life. Not the happiest day, because I hadn’t known true happiness. But now, as I met Aria’s loving gaze, I knew that she was my greatest victory. Only she brought happiness into days of blood and violence, only she could fill my dark world with light.
She was my light, my love…my life.
With the smile that always got me, she pressed her palm against my Famiglia tattoo, right over my heart. A cruel heart that only beat for her.
“Mine,” she said without doubt.
I held her gaze. “Always.”