The Mafia And His Angel Part 3 (Tainted Hearts)

by Lylah James

  “The dress. It’s white. Like a wedding dress. The bouquet,” I said thoughtfully, finally understanding what went on.

  Alessio nodded.

  A sudden realization dawned on me, and my eyes widened. “The guys,” I exclaimed.

  He smiled and pulled me closer. “They were walking me down the aisle?”

  “They wanted to. We thought it was fitting. They are your champions. They gave you away…to me.”

  That was really sweet. Tears slid down my cheeks, and I sniffled. Alessio wiped away my tears.

  “Do you want to finish this ceremony?” he teased in my ear.

  I nodded. Alessio pulled back and kissed me on the forehead. “I take you to be my wife. I promise to honor you, support you. I will be your savior. I promise to love and cherish you until I take my last breath.”

  He took a deep breath before continuing. “And I promise to protect you and our kids.”

  His voice got lower, for only my ears. “I will kill for you…I love you, Angel.”

  My breath hitched and caught in my throat. “So do you take me as your husband? Do you accept me?”

  “Yes. I do.”

  “Fuck yeah!” He crushed me to him and took my lips passionately.

  “Wait,” I mumbled. “My turn.”

  I placed the flowers down as he nodded and handed me another box. I opened it and there lay his ring. It was a simple wedding band, but it held so much power. Placing it on his ring finger, I said my vows.

  “I take you to be my husband. I accept you, Alessio. Every part of you. You are mine just like I am yours. I may be your Angel, but you are my guardian Angel. My savior. I chose you to be my love, my husband, and the father of my babies. I promise to hold and love you forever, until I take my last breath. You are in my heart, Alessio Ivanshov.”

  Alessio pressed his lips together, his blue eyes shining. “Do you take me as your wife? Will you let me love you the way you deserve?”

  “Yeah. I do.”

  I smiled while Alessio bent his head. “You are my wife, Ayla Ivanshov.”

  And then he kissed me.

  Slowly at first. He took his sweet time.

  Until he got impatient. Which was so Alessio.

  Alessio’s hand cupped my cheeks and angled my head to the side, pushing his tongue into my mouth. We kissed, taking each other in. Our tongues mated together, just like our hearts did.

  His fingers whispered over the length of my neck, and I shivered. I heard him groan, the sound going straight between my legs.

  I clenched my thighs together as Alessio continued to explore my mouth. His kiss became more aggressive. More demanding. More possessive.

  And I let him in. I let him take whatever he wanted…needed.

  I needed him too.

  Alessio nipped at my lower lip, pulling it between his teeth. And then he kissed it better.

  Hot and cold. Soft and hard. That was how he kissed me.

  My hands tightened around his shoulders, pulling him closer. My fingers went to his hair, holding on. I kissed him back with the same passion.

  His fingers continued to trail a warm path down my neck, resting just in the middle of chest, between my breasts.

  I pulled back, breathless but needing more.

  Alessio’s lips trailed kisses down my jaw, reaching my neck. He nipped at the skin before sucking it between his lips, leaving his mark there.

  I moaned, my fingers tightening in his hair. He continued to lay kisses on my neck, leaving a wet trail. My head fell back, giving him better access.

  He groaned in appreciation, and my eyes pinched closed when his fingers moved over my breast, feeling my nipple through my dress.

  Alessio pulled the strap of my dress down, lower and lower, until my breasts were freed from my dress.

  “Alessio,” I whimpered as he thumbed my hard points. “Here?”

  “Here,” he said.

  “Now?”

  “I want you, Ayla. I want you so fucking much.”

  My breath hitched as he unclasped my bra and threw it away. My breasts were bared to him, and he lowered his head, his lips hovering over my left nipple.

  I shivered in anticipation, and when he licked a hardened point, an unashamed moan left my lips. His fingers played with my other nipple, circling, pinching and pulling…driving me crazy.

  His tongue continued to masterfully play me. He was careful not to hurt me. His touches ignited sparks between my legs.

  I trembled against him, pulling him closer. “Alessio.”

  I was lost in his touches…lost in the fire he created in me. My skin felt warm and flushed. I felt out of breath.

  His lips explored my breasts. Kissing, sucking, not letting an inch of the skin go untouched and unloved.

  Alessio palmed my breasts together, and I moaned. He hissed when I pulled at his hair urgently.

  “I love seeing you like this, losing control,” he whispered against my skin.

  “Alessio…please…”

  He stood to his full height and pulled my dress over my head in a swift movement. I bit on my lips as his fingers played with the string of my lingerie.

  “I want you naked to my eyes. I want to feast on your body, Ayla. I’m going to eat your pussy, then I am going to make love to you,” he said roughly in my ear. “Maybe I’ll fuck you later too.”

  He pressed his finger to my burning core. Even though he wasn’t touching my skin—the thin barrier of my lingerie stopped him—I felt him.

  He pressed against my clit, circling his thumb over it. Alessio slowly pushed the lacy cloth aside, his finger pushing against my wetness.

  “You are already so wet for me, kitten.”

  He pushed a single finger inside of me, and my head snapped back. “Oh…”

  Alessio pumped his finger inside of me. In and out. Slowly. Teasing me. I whimpered, wanting more.

  When he pressed another finger in, I clenched around him. He hissed, moving his fingers inside of me. He pulled me over the edge, so close. But he stopped me from falling.

  His thumb circled over my clit faster and faster. I grew dizzy with need, but still…he didn’t let me fall.

  I dug my fingers into his back, but Alessio was relentless. He continued his torturous assault, and then he stopped, pulling his fingers out of me. Leaving me empty.

  A small growl of frustration escaped past my lips, surprising me.

  Alessio pushed a finger deep inside of me. I bit on my lips hard, suppressing my moan. He stopped again and pulled his finger out. My eyes snapped open to see him smirking, licking his fingers clean.

  His lips met mine in a hard kiss. I could taste myself on his lips. His words drove me close to the edge, my body flushing red. “You taste so fucking good, baby.”

  Alessio pulled me in his arms, cradling me to his chest. He walked us to the blankets and pillows. Laying me down on the softness, he knelt between my spread legs.

  Without warning, he had my underwear removed until I was completely bared to his eyes. With my legs open, he saw everything.

  I tried to close my legs, but he spread his thighs more, stopping my movement. His eyes feasted over me with hunger and so much desire.

  Alessio quickly removed his suit jacket and shirt. He almost ripped it off him in his haste. Before I could move, he was bending his head to my dripping core.

  There was no warning before I felt his tongue licking at my wetness, lapping at the juices gathered there.

  I let out a small scream as he pressed his tongue to my opening. His fingers gripped my thighs tighter, spreading me open. He pushed my knees up and bent outwards.

  I could hear how wet I was as he continued to lick and suck. His tongue circled over my nub as my legs quivered with the need for release.

  “Play with your nipples,” he demanded. “Pretend it’s my hand.”

  I shyly brought my hand to my breast, doing as I was told. I imagined it was his fingers circling and pulling at my hardened points.

 
“Alessio…I need…”

  I broke up with a moan when he pressed a finger inside of me again. His tongue never stopped working its magic on my core.

  When his finger curved inside of me at the same time he softly bit my clit, my back bowed off the ground. A small scream escaped me, my eyes closing as I came.

  I surrendered to Alessio. Wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through me.

  When he pulled away, my eyes dreamily opened to meet his heated ones. I blinked down at him. He wiped his chin off with the back of his hand and quickly removed his pants.

  When he was finally naked, he settled between my spread thighs again. “I’m going to make love to you, Angel.”

  “Please, Alessio. I need you.”

  His eyes were filled with love as his lips descended to mine. He kissed me for a long time.

  “Put me inside of you,” he ordered huskily against my lips.

  My heart stuttered as my hand went between our bodies. I wrapped my fingers around his hard length, and Alessio groaned, thrusting against me.

  He pulsed in my hand as I rubbed my thumb over the head, feeling a bit of wetness there. “I need to be inside of you. Right now.”

  Alessio pushed his hips closer, thrusting in my hand. Our mouths fused together, tongues licking and sucking.

  I was hyperaware of his warm skin against mine. The way he felt above me made me quiver in anticipation and need.

  I ran my other hand over his back, feeling his tensed muscles. A low groan came from him as I continued to stroke his cock.

  Alessio knelt in front of me. He was cautious of my stomach. His hips nestled between my legs as I brought him closer to me. He lifted my hips up slightly, aligning us.

  When the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance, I bit on my lips and closed my eyes.

  “No,” Alessio hissed. “I need your eyes on me. I need you to see me. Only me.”

  Realizing what he was doing, my eyes snapped open. “Only you,” I whispered.

  My heart lurched, and my mouth parted in a silent gasp when he gently pushed inside. Our bodies trembled, and I knew he was holding himself back.

  He thrust inside. Deep and slow. His cock rested inside my heated core, and I moaned. I wrapped my legs around his hips, urging him for more.

  And he gave me more.

  His length filled me completely until I was impossibly full. His hard cock stretched me. My hips raised against my own will, moving with Alessio.

  Alessio’s breathing was uneven as sweat formed across his forehead and neck. His taut arms held him above me, and I kissed his lips.

  “Take me, Alessio.”

  Alessio’s hips bucked against mine. He moved inside me, pulling almost all the way out before pushing in again.

  A small relieved cry left my lips.

  Alessio moved again, his cock spilling out before thrusting deep inside. Again and again, he moved against me.

  Thrusting deeper and faster. Our moans melted together.

  Alessio buried his head into my neck, his tempo increasing. When he moved, resting deep inside my core, I moved against him, wanting more friction.

  He pulled out, and I gasped. Instead, he turned me on my right side so he was behind me. Alessio gathered me in his arms like I was a precious jewel.

  I panted softly, my breath squeezing out of my lungs when I felt Alessio’s between my legs again. I couldn’t see his face in my position.

  We laid on our sides. Alessio pulled my thigh over his, opening me to him. His length nudged my opening again.

  Without warning, he thrust hard inside. A gasp of surprise caught my throat as he started moving. From this position, this angle, I felt him deeper inside of me.

  I fisted the blankets as he continued pounding inside of me, harder each time. A shudder rolled through me, and I felt him rigid behind me.

  His harsh breath was next to my ears. “You are so tight and wet.”

  “Turn your head. I want your lips.”

  I turned my head, and his lips took me. He devoured me with his kiss. His lips took mine hungrily and desperately as his thrust become jerky.

  He was close. I was too.

  I kissed him back with as much hunger as he moved inside me.

  His finger circled over my wet nub, and my screams were heard across the creek. My body quivered with my release.

  My mind went blank for a few minutes. When I came back, Alessio was still thrusting inside of me.

  One final thrust and he settled deep inside of me. It took my breath away.

  I felt his warmth, coating my insides as he came. His hips trembled against mine as he groaned his release.

  We stayed locked together like this, my back to his front. My leg over his, his cock still pulsing inside of me.

  I closed my eyes dreamily as Alessio placed wet kisses along my neck.

  “Thank you for loving me, Ayla Ivanshov.”

  Ayla Ivanshov.

  That sounded so beautiful.

  “And thank you for loving me, Alessio Ivanshov.”

  Ayla and Alessio Ivanshov.

  So beautiful.

  My mind went drowsy. Alessio wrapped his arms around me, holding me close.

  That was how I felt asleep.

  Wrapped in his arms. Loved by him.

  Chapter 30

  My body was limp and relaxed as my eyes fluttered open. I could hear the birds singing from far away. A sense of serenity went through me as I woke up.

  I was warm. Really warm. Like I was wrapped in a safe cocoon.

  Alessio’s arm was wrapped protectively—almost possessively around my waist. My back was to his front as we spooned. My hand went over his as I smiled.

  His fingers caressed my bare stomach under the soft blanket. He must have covered us up when I fell asleep. That made me smile wider.

  I shifted around in his embrace and turned to face him. His eyes were already on me, his face peaceful.

  “Hey,” he muttered, pulling me as close as I could get with my stomach.

  “How long was I sleeping?” I asked, my hand going to his face. I touched his rough stubble, my fingers slightly scratching his chin.

  “About an hour and half. I see I have worn you out. And here I thought we could go for hours,” Alessio teased with a mischievous glint in his blue eyes.

  I poked his cheek. “I’m hungry, though.”

  He sighed and got up. I shivered from the cold air when the blanket was pulled away from my chest. I quickly wrapped it tightly around myself again.

  Alessio winked before handing me my dress. I noticed that he already had his pants and shirt on.

  Now that was a sorrowful sight. Or not. He looked really delicious in a suit.

  Alessio pulled the blanket away. He palmed my rounded stomach and bent down, placing a kiss right above my belly button. As soon as his lips made contact with my bare skin, Princess kicked.

  Alessio chuckled. “You are a fighter,” he whispered against my belly.

  After another kiss, he pulled back and helped me with my dress. When I was comfortable against the pillows, Alessio brought the basket to me.

  “Lena prepared some sandwiches for us. I think they might be a little cold by now,” Alessio explained.

  I shrugged and practically dove into the basket. I had a bite in five seconds flat. “I’m really starving,” I mumbled around a mouthful of sandwich.

  Alessio raised an eyebrow and then shrugged. “Okay then.”

  We cuddled close as we ate in silence. When the basket was empty and all the food was gone, I closed my eyes. “I think I ate too much.”

  “You did,” Alessio agreed with a laugh. “I guess Princess was really hungry.”

  I nodded before pulling away. “Let’s go. I’m sure everyone is waiting for us.”

  Alessio helped me stand up. His arms instinctively went around my hips. His lips found mine in a hard, bruising kiss.

  “You make me lose control, Ayla,” he said against my lips. “I see you and all I
want to do is kiss you. Make love to you. Fuck you so hard that all you can see, think, and remember is me.”

  I melted into his embrace, his words making my heart flutter. “I can’t decide if that’s really sweet.”

  He kissed me again. And again. Alessio kissed me until we were both breathless.

  He looked down at me lovingly. “I want to be your first thought when you wake up and your last thought before you sleep. Hell, I want to be in your thoughts all the time.”

  I placed my hand over his heart. The heart he had given me so trustingly and with so much love. “You have nothing to worry about. Because you are always in my thoughts, Alessio. Even in my dreams. You are with me all the time,” I replied.

  “Good.”

  And then he smiled a breathtaking smile. It stole my breath away.

  In that moment, I realized that I always wanted to see that smile. I would do anything to see that beautiful, joyous smile over and over again.

  Alessio entwined our fingers together, and we walked back to the house as a married couple.

  It may have not been official, but we didn’t need to be official. The vows were made, and we accepted each other. We were married. No one could deny us that.

  When we reached the front door, Alessio paused and smiled. “Well, I have to do this. Don’t want Maddie to kill me in my sleep,” he said with a small laugh.

  My eyes widened, and I let out a giggle as he cradled me in his arms. My hands went around his neck, holding him tight.

  With me in his arms, he walked us into the house. There was a loud cheer as we stepped inside. Alessio didn’t let me down until we were in the living room.

  Everyone was standing there, surrounding us with laughter, smiles, and so much love.

  I needed this. I needed this family. My daughter needed them.

  I didn’t know what I would have done without all of these people.

  As soon as Alessio placed me on my feet, Maddie was on me. She hugged me tight before pulling away. Her eyes held tears, but they didn’t fall. “Congratulations, babe.”

  Lena and Evaline hugged me next. Their happiness made my heart overflow with love. “Thank you,” I whispered when they pulled away too.

  From the corner of my eyes, I saw the guys hugging Alessio. There were a few punches and then laughter.

  Alessio came back to my side. We stood together watching everyone celebrating our love. I even saw Isaak and Lyov standing in a corner watching us from afar. I waved, and they smiled back.