Vengeance: A Kindred Sons Mafia Romance

by Beth Wynne

  He moved to the other breast, “Ohh, Jake.” I was a cliche but I didn’t give a fuck.

  “Lift up for me, sweetheart.” His hands hand unbuttoned by jeans and he wanted the off me. I obeyed instantly, I suddenly felt too hot and too constricted with them on anyway. He removed my underwear with the jeans, throwing them onto the bundle where my blouse lay. He was completely clothed, yet I was completely naked.

  His eyes roamed my body and with the greedy smile on his face I didn’t feel ashamed of my body for one, I felt proud - he seemed to like what he saw. He moved me on the sofa until my ass was at the edge, the low armrest underneath me, and my legs dangling over the side. He sat on his knees and moved towards me, spreading my legs apart as he kissed up one leg, making his way towards my core.

  I nearly buckled with that first touch. A simple, long lick of his tongue over my clit was everything there was. I heard another desperate moan escape my lips but I didn’t care - I needed him to do that again. Please! He lapped at my pussy, surprising me by taking his time, slow circles mixed with his tongue flicking me shamelessly. Fuck, he knew how to please a woman.

  I felt my legs shudder and my breathing hitch, I was close. “Mmm, baby, I wanna make ye come.” Where both his hands had been holding my ass, one moved and two fingers slipped easily into my wet pussy. His mouth continued to build me up, but those fingers drove me over the edge. I felt myself clamp down around his fingers as I rode the wave of sheer pleasure.

  I was met with a wicked smile. “You are so fucking sweet, Bella.” He stood and took his tee shirt off. “I could eat you all day long.” I should be shocked at that, but it made me want him more. I watched in anticipation as he unbuckled his belt and his jeans fell easily to the floor. “What was that ye were saying earlier… ye wanted me inside that tight wet pussy?” A shiver of excitement went up my spine. I had just come but I was greedy for more.

  He held out a hand, gently pulling me up from the sofa. We stood together, naked and kissing. My hands roamed hungrily as I couldn’t stop touching those muscles. Renewed courage helped me to just reach down and touch him. Stroking him as I held his cock in my hand. Holy hell, he was even bigger than I had thought in the jeans. I was gasping for air when he released me with a smirk.

  “I need to be inside ye.” And I couldn’t have agreed more.

  Chapter 21

  Jake

  Bella’s body was even better than I’d imagined. I loved those curves and that pussy… a man could lose himself just thinking about it. She was tight, wet, sweet and clearly loved sex… what more could a fella ask for? Except you know what happens after this one time, don’t you? Nothing - that’s what.

  In the past, when I was with a woman I usually licked her pussy, she’d suck my cock and then I’d fuck her, hard. It was a routine that seemed to get them off and then me. But never here, in my home. I needed to taste her pussy, but it didn’t feel right to go by some set-list with Bella. She was so receptive, so willing, in spite of herself. Part of me wanted to bend her over the sofa and pound her from behind, but the other part of me wanted to take her to bed, and if this was only happening once, it would be something for us both to remember. That was new.

  We padded down the hallway into one of the spare bedrooms. I wouldn’t take her to my room, she wasn’t a girl you’d fuck on dirty sheets. I wanted to watch her face as I filled her. The curtains were closed, as they did every evening when it started to get dark - I loved my tech.

  I kissed her again. Not something I usually did but as a playmate she gave as good as she got. My cock strained… begging me to remember what it needed. I guided her into the room and moved her towards the bed, lifting the covers for us to get under.

  “Kiss me,” I demanded and she instantly obeyed. I moved over her and slid my hand down to touch her again, her hips rocking as my fingers found their home again. Her hand finding my cock, pumping it steadily in her hand. Moments later, her breathing was heaving - as was mine, I realised.

  “Please,” she whispered. “I need you, Jake.”

  “I’ll go grab a condom,” I said, not wanting to leave, but respecting her - the last thing we’d need is that.

  “I’m clean.” She said, her hand found my balls, playing with them and making me delirious. She bit my lip and whispered into my ear, “Fuck me, Jake. I need your cock. Can’t you feel how wet I am for you?” she took my hand and brought it back down to her pussy. It was true, she was slick and ready for me. She would need to be, my erection was huge. It was all I could do not to blow my load just listening to her dirty little mouth.

  She spread her legs wider as I moved on top of her, the tip of my cock just touching her entrance. I reached down and held her neck as I kissed her tenderly, sliding into her as we kissed. The rhythm was slow and sensual, I took her deeply as I filled her. Her cunt swallowed me, tight around my cock. She rocked her hips to drive me deeper. Before I knew it, my pace had become relentless, crazy, and I felt a fine sheen of sweat on my skin.

  “I wanna be on top.” She said breathlessly and I raised my eyebrows in shock - most of the women I’d been with were off the sack-of-potatoes variety. Bella rose even further in my estimations.

  I kissed her again, “Anything, sweetheart.” I winced inside - don’t make promises. I lay on my back and watched as she looked at my naked body - her eyes full of anticipation. She licked her lips and then took my cock in her mouth, spinning circles with her tongue and then swallowing me as fully as she could. I hissed and almost lost it right there.

  I looked down with what, pride? As I stroked the hair away from her face to watch her pleasuring me. My fantasy replayed in my mind and I held her head as her mouth fucked me. I quickly stopped - women didn’t like that. But my Bella, she carried on the same hard-fuck pace until I begged her to stop. She mounted me apprehensively, maybe regretting the idea? But as she slowly lowered herself onto me she bent down and kissed me again. “I’m gonna enjoy this.” She told me.

  She started slowly, and then I almost thought I was dreaming. She started touching herself as she fucked me. Her head tilted back in pleasure as she rode me, her hands playing with her own breasts. Damn right she was enjoying this. I thought. And I fucking loved it.

  She came quickly and I smiled in satisfaction, watching her face as I felt her come. “That’s it, baby,” I coaxed, “Come for me.” As she was coming I rubbed her clit as she bounced on my cock, pushing her further over the edge and coming harder.

  Physically, she was spent but I wanted to tease one more come from her. I pulled her down towards me then rolled us over until she was beneath me again, her legs now wrapped around me. Hair clung to the sweat on her face, and she trembled with the aftershocks of her release. “That’s it, baby, you fuck so good, are you ready for more?”

  Her eyebrows shot up in shock. “More?!”

  “Yeah, baby, I want you to come for me, one more time.”

  “Oh my god!” she said, “I don’t think I can…”

  I quietened her with another deep kiss, her mouth accepting me as I explored with renewed energy. She’ll be sore tomorrow, but she’ll know she’s mine.

  This time, I really did screw her slowly, her release tipping me off the edge. I had felt it build slowly, as I poured myself into her, I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d like a shower with me tomorrow.

  Chapter 22

  Bella

  I could hear the alarm from my phone in the distance. Surely it wasn’t that time already? I reached over to my bedside table but instead of hitting the wobbly table, my arm flopped down. What the… Then I opened my eyes, instantly alert when I realized I hadn’t wakened in my own bed. I clambered out of the bed and retrieved my phone, placed neatly on the top of my clothes which were all neatly folded and sitting on the top of a blanket box. My backpack was on the floor beside them.

  The room went silent; I was alone. The bedroom door was closed tight, but after a few moments I could hear someone opening and closing cupboards downstairs.
I slipped into the en suite with my things and started getting ready for the day.

  Last night was amazing. I gave myself a couple of moments to relive what we’d done… what he’d done. It was a bitter-sweet memory though, because I knew that once I passed the folder to Denver, I would need to disappear.

  By the time I’d got out of the shower my plan was complete: I’d squirrel away what I could. I’d go back home today and pack - everything that I could carry would disappear with me. What I couldn’t carry would be left, lost to me. I’d paid a deposit and I’d paid rent in advance, they’d both be lost to me too. I didn’t have enough time to try to get either of them back, but I didn’t have enough money for many choices either. Maybe Toni would let me move back in with her again for a while?

  I heard footsteps lightly move outside the room before a knock came to the door. Why should he knock now, he’d seen everything last night?!

  “Bella? Are you dressed?”

  I was glad she was on the other side of the door because if Louise had seen my face, she would have seen it drop. “Yeah, come on in.”

  She slid in around the door, her eyes full of concern. Louise moved closer to me, taking me into a heartfelt hug. “How are you?”

  “OK.” Sore. For the craziest of seconds, I thought she was asking me how I was after sleeping with Jake. No, idiot, it’s because she knows you got a death threat last night… most normal people wouldn’t then jump into bed with the next bad boy they laid eyes on after something like that. I let out a pained sigh. I must have been crazy.

  “I’m so sorry you’ve been brought into all of this.” She gave me a last squeeze before releasing me. It had been so long since I had allowed someone this close - even Toni somehow had sensed I didn’t like to be touched. Then again, when Toni first met me, she saw the bruises from my last breakup.

  Louise offered me a sad smile, “I knew you’d be up now, so I’ve made some breakfast. You ready to come downstairs?”

  It was fair to say that she wasn’t the best cook, her idea of making breakfast was setting out two bowls, some cereal, milk and two steaming mugs of coffee. Not that it really mattered, even though I felt empty inside, my appetite was gone.

  Louise ate in silence whilst I picked at my food. “So I was thinking, why not throw a sick-day today?” her voice was calm but I felt her watch me with the corner of her eye - desperate not to let me see how much she was struggling to keep the conversation light.

  “No can do,” I shrugged. “I’ve still got bills, and I need to keep my job. My first probation appraisal is next week.”

  “That’s a pity.” She said, casually spooning another mouthful, “Because I’ve already phoned for you.”

  “Louise! That’s not your call to make!” Anger filled me, it wasn’t her decision. “And how’s that going to look - that I didn’t even phone in myself?” I stalked away from the table, reaching for the phone in my pocket.

  “Where are you going? It’s already sorted.”

  “I’m calling Mildred to try and stop any trouble you’ve already made.”

  Mildred delivered the news that, although my level of work had been extremely competent, unfortunately, Sawyer’s & Co no longer required my services as an administrator. All monies owed to me would be processed within three working days. Her tone was extremely professional - too professional, too courteous.

  I sat, speechless on the sofa that had brought me so much pleasure last night. The fact he’d disappeared without so much as a goodbye felt like a slap in the face, the empty sting still hurting.

  Now that my job was gone, the Kindred Sons would have no use for me. I was expendable and knew too much. Unbidden tears streaked down my cheeks as the hard, cold reality sank in: No job, no more money, linked to the Kindred Sons, death threat by the McCauley’s, and used for a cheap fuck by Jake. And as I heard the footsteps come to the door, I knew one last thing.

  No escape.

  Chapter 23

  Bella

  I was always proud of the way I could hide my tears. “Never let the bastards see you cry.” My mother had told me from I was old enough to remember. It was how she’d lived her life. Right now, I knew my mother would have been disgusted with the sight of me.

  “Shhh.” Louise said as she put an arm around me, rubbing my back.

  Louise must have thought I was over-distraught about a job I’d only had for a few weeks, but I cried for more than the job. My new start, the one where I’d make it up to Ryan. I was going to be the big sister I should always have been before leaving him for a man who not only used me but chipped away at my spirit until I thought it was acceptable for him to abuse me. It wasn’t until he’d battered me so badly that he took away the last thing I thought I could truly love, that would maybe love me, our child within me, when I finally didn’t care if I lived or died, only when I reached that moment, that point, where I finally stood up to him - to push him to finally put me out of my misery, that he left me. Leaving me so badly beaten, physically and mentally, that leaving me alive and barely breathing felt like his last “fuck you”.

  Louise sat quietly, keeping me company as I was overcome with the emotions I’d been hiding, fighting and denying for so long. It was like something had broken within me, and absent mindedly I supposed that should fill me with fear. Now I’d opened the floodgates, what if I never stopped crying? I wept until I was sore: haggard breaths and stinging eyes.

  “I don’t know what else is going on for you, but I could feel your pain. You don’t have to tell me, but you should talk with someone.” She took a steadying breath. “I’ve been to counseling and it really does help - it won’t fix anything, but usually things that make us cry so sore can never be fixed, nor should they.”

  I nodded, the nurses took every single chance they got to encourage me to go to therapy too. But nothing could ever bring me to a place where I could be at peace with what had happened.

  Twenty minutes later, when I’d finally came to an empty silence, the words came, “I really hoped that once I’d come back to Londonderry that things could work out.” Shit.

  “Back to Londonderry?” Louise straightened as she sat.

  Fuck! “Yeah, I wasn’t born here, but I grew up here until my early teens.” I peeked over at her, her face expressionless. “It was easier to let you think I’d lived in Enniskillen for all my life.”

  Her expression had turned to stone. “And why would you do that?”

  “I wanted to make a fresh start.” I said as if that explained everything. “I know, I should have said.”

  “Moving for a fresh start’s fine, why lie about it?” there was an edge to her voice now.

  “It wasn’t lies, exactly. I just didn’t say.” I hoped that would help. “I was trying to get away from an ex.” It actually felt like a relief that someone knew.

  “And he wouldn’t have thought of looking here?” she said sarcastically. “I don’t buy it.”

  “Well, um, getting away from him was part of it. My brother’s hoping to get parole in a few weeks and I wanted to be here to support him.” I picked at the fluff on my work trousers, not daring to look at her again. “By the time I was going to tell you, it was a bit too late.”

  “Brother? So you’ve got family and friends around here?!” She let out a dry laugh, “Have you all been laughing at me for feeling sorry for the new girl?”

  “No!” I shook my head, “Nothing like that. I’d managed to alienate any friends I had, they haven’t spoke to me in years.” I remembered Robert as he turned me against each of them, pulling my strings until I pushed each of my childhood friends away. “No, Ryan’s the only one left. But I wasn’t here for him when he got into drugs, ended up owing a lot of bad debt and got caught when trying to repay the debt.”

  She stood up and paced. “Who does he owe?”

  She stopped dead when I told her it was the McCauley’s.

  She slumped into the chair beside her. “You should have told me that was why Denver was
trying to blackmail you.”

  My eyes met hers, “It wasn’t, he doesn’t know. I swear that’s not what happened. He doesn’t know me, and he couldn’t know Ryan.” I hoped. I had tried not to think about it ever since she’d told me about the link Denver had with them.

  Louise waited for a while longer, eventually blowing out a deep breath. “You should have said a lot sooner, Bella. This is a huge fuck up.” She chewed on her bottom lip before continuing, “The Kindred Sons honour their promises, and by bringing you here, Jake has assured you that this threat will come to nothing. We need to tell him - you should have told Carrick as soon as you met.”

  A car arrived in the driveway and I recognized it immediately. Jake was back. I wiped my eyes and blew my nose again, I looked a mess but I would not let him see my tears.