by Alexa Riley
God, my face burns at the memory. At least I don’t need blush to add a little color to my face. Just the thought of me sitting back on Salvatore’s face is enough to make me redden from head to toe.
I can’t believe I let my guard down like that. I’ve never been intimate with anyone in any way, and I practically begged him to do it. Do I have no shame? What if he does have a wife, a girlfriend, and children? All the same questions come flooding back, but he told me to be patient. How long do I have to wait?
Everyone is staring at us as we make our way around the room. They greet Salvatore like he’s the one in charge of the place. Maybe he is. Some people, mostly women, he introduces me to, and some he doesn’t. He doesn’t give my name to some of them, and I can tell they’re the ones he doesn’t like. He is quiet with them, and his body is tense like he’s ready to protect me.
I’ve had a couple of glasses of champagne, and every time a food tray comes by, Salvatore makes a production of stopping them and making sure I get my fill. I’ve stayed quiet and watched from the distance. It’s been unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. The whole thing feels like a movie.
Suddenly the tension in Salvatore’s back is like never before as a bald man approaches us.
“Perhaps this would a good time for you to use the ladies room,” Salvatore murmurs to me while keeping his eyes on the man.
“Okay,” I say, knowing this must be someone he doesn’t want me to know.
“It’s just over there on your left,” he says, pressing his hand to the small of my back to guide me in that direction.
But apparently, I’m not fast enough, because the bald man steps in front of me just before I can walk to it.
“Who do we have here, Sal?” the man leers as he looks down at me with muddy brown eyes. He’s only a little taller than me, but he looks strong. He’s got the appearance of a drug user that gets crazy strength after doing a line. He’s dressed in a suit, but it doesn’t look like he wears them often. I bet he’d be more comfortable in something dirty, but he’s attempting to be clean for a night.
Immediately Salvatore is pulling me behind him and going toe to toe with the bald guy.
“Didn’t think you were back in town, Creed. And I’m positive you didn’t get an invite to this.”
Creed sneers around the room and then looks back at Salvatore. “Not staying long. Just wanted to come by and see how you were. Pay my respects and all that bullshit.”
“Bullshit?” I hear someone say from behind us.
It’s then I turn and notice there are at least ten men around us and ready to protect Salvatore.
“Looks like Giovanni is still nipping at your heels. Careful, Sal. You stop too fast and he’ll end up in your ass,” Creed says.
“He’s got a great ass, though,” Giovanni says, and I snort.
I regret it immediately because everyone turns their attention to me.
“Pretty little thing,” Creed says, then licks his lips. “She suck a cock as good as your mom?”
A deafening roar breaks out, and everything happens so fast. People pile in, swinging and shouting, descending on us from every corner. It’s chaos, and I just try to get out of the way. With one sentence from Creed, the place is in utter panic and commotion.
I try not to get caught in the mass of bodies as I watch five people pull Salvatore off Creed. A set of hands grabs my upper arms, and I’m pulled off to the side, but I don’t know who it is because I can’t take my eyes off what’s happening. I just stand there and watch as Salvatore tries to kick his way back to Creed, I assume to finish him off.
“You’re a dead man!” Salvatore shouts, and that’s when I hear the snaps of the cameras.
Paparazzi are everywhere, catching all of this on camera.
“Fuck,” is mumbled from behind me, and it’s then I notice Giovanni was the one to get me out of the fight. “Get him out of here!” he shouts, and a bunch of guys in suits grab Creed.
The ones who have Salvatore are trying to calm him down, but it’s no use. He’s beyond talk right now, and he looks ready to murder everyone in the room.
Creed is laughing as blood drips down his nose, and he looks psychotic. He’s still laughing like a maniac as they carry him out of the ballroom, his voice echoing off the ceiling.
What the hell just happened in the last thirty seconds? It was like hell broke loose.
My chest aches as I watch Salvatore struggle to calm down. He’s fighting with the people trying to talk to him, and he looks ready to go after Creed.
Without thinking, I walk over to him and slip my hand into his. The feeling of his warm skin against mine, even as his pulse races, settles me. He flinches but then turns to look at me, his eyes softening at the sight of me beside him. The next thing I know, he’s wrapping both of his arms around me and drawing in a deep breath.
“You okay, angel?” I nod against his chest and I feel his chin rest on the top of my head. “Sorry about that. Long story.”
“That’s not much of an explanation,” I say, and I feel his chest move with laughter.
“Not here,” he whispers into my ear, and it’s then I realize we are still surrounded by people. “Gio,” he calls over my shoulder, and I turn to see Gio walk over to us. “Take care of this. I’m taking her home.”
“Nice to meet you, Thea,” Gio says. “I’ve heard absolutely nothing about you.”
He smile is easy and I can tell he’s one of the good guys.
“I can say the same about you,” I say, shrugging, and he laughs at that.
“Since Sal will never introduce us, you can call me Gio. I’m his baby brother, to all intents and purposes. Welcome to the family.”
He inclines his head to the both of us and walks away, but with the word family, all my questions from before are popping up.
“Not yet,” Salvatore whispers in my ear, and I growl at him in frustration. I hate how easily he can read my mind.
The limo is brought around faster than I thought possible, and the next thing I know I’m in the back of it and we’re out of there.
“What was that — ” I ask, but Salvatore cuts me off when his lips land on mine.
The kiss is deep, and his tongue demands entry without hesitation. I open and give him what he wants, sensing his heightened need. He’s desperate to have something from me, and I’m willing and eager to give him that. In this moment, all of my questions have left the limo, and there is only what I can do to comfort him.
It’s clear that Salvatore wants me, and I want him. I don’t know how the rest of this will turn out, but right now, I’m only going with what my body is telling me to do.
“Pull your dress up,” he says against my lips as his hands go to the top of my dress.
In one second my breasts are free and his mouth is moving down to them. I reach down and pull on the edge of my dress, bunching it up around my waist as he moves between my thighs. I don’t have any panties on from when he ripped them off me earlier, so I feel the cool air against my wet pussy.
His mouth closes over one of my nipples and he sucks it into his mouth. I cry out as my back arches off the seat and my hands go to his hair. I grip him tight as his mouth moves from one to the other, making my nipples sensitive from his attention. His hands squeeze them, then move down to my waist, spreading my thighs impossibly wider.
Then cool hair hits my wet nipples as his mouth covers my pussy. The feeling from earlier tonight is back as he sucks on my clit and slides two fingers into me. It’s sensation overload as I’m filled with him, and the sensitive bud is being tormented with pleasure.
It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt, and I rock my hips against his mouth, wanting more. I never knew having someone kiss you there could feel so good, and I push against him harder as I start to beg.
“More, Salvatore. Don’t stop.”
“You think I could ever stop eating this little pussy of yours? Never, angel.”
He drinks me down like he’s been walkin
g in the desert and I’m the only thing that can quench his thirst. I hold his mouth tighter to me, and I cry out as I get closer and closer to the edge.
I jerk on his hair and his eyes snap up to mine. They stay locked on me as I ride his face and take what I want from his mouth.
“You’re going to get me off, then you’re going to tell me everything, Salvatore. If you want me, you better make sure I never walk in blind again.”
His teeth graze my clit and my head falls back against the seat. My climax hits me hard, and I shout his name inside the limo. My legs tremble and my body is weak, but he holds me tight. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me and I let go, allowing him to catch me.
He’s the devil that’s come to steal my soul, but he never expected me to hand it over.
Chapter 9
Salvatore
I carry Thea up the stairs to our room and close the door behind us. She doesn’t wake until I place her on the cool sheets and she reaches for me.
Her eyes are heavy, but I know she won’t let me go without talking. She’s been worrying herself all night, and I don’t know why. But I will do anything to ease her fears, so I sit on the edge of the bed beside her and wait for her to ask.
“Are you going to sleep in your tux?” she asks, pulling at my tie.
It’s loose around my neck, and she tugs it off of me, tossing it on the floor.
“Do you want to undress me or ask your questions?” I ask, and she smiles.
“Both.” Her fingers come up and she slowly unbuttons my shirt. “Are you married?”
She doesn’t look me in the eyes when she asks this, and I’m shocked. I reach out, snatching her wrist until she looks at me.
“Thea.” I press my lips to the inside of her wrist without breaking eye contact. “I’m not married and I’ve never been married. I don’t have anyone in my life except you.”
She lets out a breath and nods. “I thought so, but you never know.” She shrugs and tries to look away again.
I take her chin in my hand and lean down close to her. “You’re the only woman to ever take my attention. Be careful with it.” I wink at her, and she smiles, the dark cloud that was in her eyes rolling away.
Her fingers go back to my shirt, and I take it off for her when she’s finished. I stand up and unbuckle my belt and unzip my slacks. She watches me closely as I take off my shoes and socks, then push my slacks down.
When I’m in my underwear, I lean down and unzip her dress, slipping it down her body. She’s lying in our bed naked before me and I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
“What about the baby room?” She glances over to the room attached to this one, and for a moment it takes my attention away from the sight of her.
“Oh, that?” I say as I push my underwear off, exposing my hard cock that’s pointing straight at her. I climb on the bed and on top of her body, putting my arms and legs on either side of her. “It’s so they’ll be close to us at night when they’re little.”
“Close to us? Are we having a baby?” She looks at me with wide eyes.
“Oh yes. At least five. I want a big family.”
“Are you serious right now? Salvatore, you don’t even know me.” She brings her hands to my chest, but she doesn’t push me away.
“I know more than you think,” I say, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on her lips.
“This is insanity,” she moans as my lips trail down between her breasts.
“Should I just eat your pussy to get you to agree? That’s seemed to work so far,” I say, putting my knee between her thighs and spreading them apart. “Or maybe giving you my cock would do the trick.”
I slip the ridge of my cock through her wetness and across her clit. She moans and arches against me as her eyes fall closed.
“Yes, angel. I think you need my dick inside you.” I slide up and down her pussy, wetting my cock before I press the thick head to her opening. It’s slick with my seed and her cream, and I can’t hold back anymore. “You’re mine now.”
I thrust all the way in, feeling her virgin pussy clench down on me. She tenses, and I lean down, kissing her to help relax the hurt away. She tastes like heaven and sweet peaches, just like her pussy. It takes all the strength I have not to pull out and pound back into her, so I try to focus on her pain instead of my pleasure.
“Salvatore,” she gasps as I hold myself still, allowing her to adjust.
“I’m going to get you pregnant on the first try, Thea. I want you filled with my baby before the night is over, so spread your legs wide.”
I kiss down her chest and take a nipple into my mouth, sucking on one and then the other. I go back and forth, holding my cock inside her as far as it can go. Her legs move around my waist and tighten as I slowly pulse in and out, barely an inch at a time.
“I don’t know,” she says, her voice pleading and laced with need. “This is so fast.”
“Shhh,” I murmur, silencing her doubt. “Your only job is to let me breed you. So lie back and let me do all the work.”
I sit up and look down at where we are joined. I slowly rock in and out, watching my fat dick disappear inside her tight little pussy. The sight of her taking me, taking my seed, is so fucking dirty I can’t look away. Her pretty baby breeder is sucking up all my cum, and it makes me leak more into her.
“Look how you’re made for me. One quick pop of that cherry and you’re already letting me ride you good and hard.” I thrust back in, and she opens up for me, letting every inch of my cock slide so easy. “You want it so bad. You’re not even trying to keep me out.”
My balls draw up tight, ready to give her a load, but I want her to cum first.
“Rub your pussy, angel. I need you nice and soft for me.”
She does as I ask as I reach up and play with her nipples. The hard little peaks are tight with need, and I want to see them turn pink when she cums.
I watch her fingers working her clit, but she’s getting distracted with my cock going in and out of her. Reaching down, I push her hand out of the way and use my own. In seconds she’s got her head thrown back and her eyes closed tight as I do everything for her that she needs.
“That’s it, angel. You just need me to do it. I’ll take care of you.”
I feel her clench around me, and I thrust deep. Her body responds and she falls over the peak, nearly coming off the bed as she climaxes.
I hold her tight against me as I feel my own waves of pleasure enter her body. Pulses of cum spread inside her, filling her warm womb with seed.
“Take it all, Thea. Every drop.”
She gasps and wraps her legs around my waist as we both lie there and try to recover. I hold myself up but remain inside her as I place soft kisses on her face.
The intensity of my climax is enough to have me collapsing on top of her, but I do my best to keep my weight off her so that I can stay inside her as long as possible.
I brush the hair out of her face and kiss her forehead. “You okay?” I ask, watching her slowly open her eyes. She nods and hums as her eyes fall closed again. “Are you going to fall asleep with my cock inside you?”
I can’t keep the laugh out of my voice as she nods and hums again without opening her eyes.
“Sleep, sweet Thea. Dream of me and of our babies.” I kiss her lips softly and rub my nose against hers. “I’m going to make all of them come true.”
Chapter 10
Thea
Lips press softly against mine, and I slowly open my eyes. Salvatore pulls back, looking down at me.
“I didn’t think you were ever going to wake up.”
He has a slight pout playing around his lips, and I want to laugh, but instead I just smile at him. I bet no one would think that the great Salvatore Castello could behave like this. I stare at him for a moment and take back the words in my head. I actually have no idea what he’s like with other people, if I’m being honest. I’m assuming how a mobster, a kingpin, would act. But I’m basing it off movies and b
ooks I’ve read.
“Where did you go?” he asks, bringing me back to the moment.
His hair is a little messy from our night together, and he looks relaxed. Right now I’d never think he’s in the mob.
“To be honest, I was thinking I don’t really know anything about you. The last twenty-four hours have been crazy. I mean, I watched you…” I trail off. He killed someone in front of me.
“We have all the time in the world, angel,” he says, leaning in and kissing me softly again. “I want to take care of you before I need to get some work done.”
He sits up and gets off the bed. My eyes follow him, watching his naked body move around the room. I feel myself blush, embarrassed by seeing all of him in the light of day. After all the things we’ve done, this shouldn’t make me shy, but it does. His body is perfect, even with the little scars littering his skin here and there. It reminds me once again who he really is.
He comes over to me, pulling me from the bed and throwing me over his shoulder. I squeal in surprise as he gives my butt a smack. I wiggle on his shoulder, laughing, and he smacks me again.
“Be still. I don’t want you to get hurt.” I do my best to keep from moving as he carries me. “Good girl.”
His voice is low and firm, and for some reason his praise makes my stomach do a little flip. I don’t know how he makes me lose all common sense, but he does. Maybe I should just go with it. When we get to the bathroom, I hear the water turn on, then he steps into the warm shower. I moan at the feel of it as all of my muscles ache from our lovemaking last night.
He slides me down his body, and his chest hair rubs against my smooth, soft skin. I giggle at the sensation and wrap my arms around his neck when I come to my feet.
“That tickles.”
When I feel his hard length slide against me, I stop laughing and moan. Then he’s the one to let out a chuckle. I lay my head against his chest, letting the water run over both of us. It’s soothing being next to him and surrounded by the warmth of the water.