The Mafia And His Angel Series (Tainted Hearts)

by Lylah James

  It would take some time for my scars to fade. My physical scars and my emotional scars. I didn’t know how long it was going to take for me to be rid of them.

  I was finally living a life but the scars ran too deep. Sometimes, I wondered, would I ever forget and move on fully?

  “Cocoa butter is a great way to help. I would suggest you apply it on your scars every day or two. Depends on you. I will prescribe you a tube of scar-fading cream. That might help,” Sam said.

  I nodded. “Okay. Thank you.”

  “But it will take some time. Even years,” he added.

  “I know,” I replied, finally looking up. Sending him a smile, I continued, “At least they will fade, right? Even if it takes years.”

  Maddie’s hand tightened on my shoulder.

  “That’s the spirit,” Sam said.

  “Your scars are your strength,” Maddie added and I looked up at her. “They show what you have been through and that you are still here, fighting. They are a part of you.”

  “You’re going to make me cry,” I joked lightly even though her words meant everything.

  But then another voice was added to the mix. This time I did cry.

  “And it shows that you are stronger now.”

  I looked up through tear-filled eyes to see Alessio standing in the doorway.

  He sent me one of his beautiful smiles and he walked into the room. “I’m sorry I’m late. I was held back at the last minute.”

  “It’s okay,” I said as he stopped in front of me. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips before straightening up.

  “Everything good?” he asked.

  “Perfect,” I replied.

  “Well. We are done here.” Sam cleared his throat. Maddie gave me another squeeze and then let go of me.

  “I’ll see you later,” she said with a wink before leaving.

  Alessio wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me into his body. He placed a kiss on my forehead before turning to Sam. “Thank you,” he said. Sam nodded and Alessio led me out of the room.

  “How are you feeling?” he asked.

  “Good. I’m glad the stitches are out. They were very annoying and itched a lot.”

  Alessio laughed and kissed me as I pouted. “I know. You have been complaining about them for days.”

  When he pulled away, I didn’t like it. Leaning on my toes, I brought my lips to his and kissed him. It was quick and then I pulled away. “You are such a tease,” Alessio growled, his arm tightening around me in almost a bruising grip.

  A small giggle escaped past my lips at his words and I shrugged. Placing a hand on his chest, I looked up at his shining blue eyes. “You were gone before I woke up this morning,” I said.

  Alessio nodded solemnly. “I had to take care of some things. You looked too peaceful while sleeping, I didn’t want to wake you up.”

  “I missed you.”

  My admission was a surprise to both of us. His eyes flared dangerously and I trembled in his embrace. “Well, fuck,” he whispered harshly before slamming his lips on mine.

  He pushed me against the wall, his lips devouring mine. I absorbed his kisses hungrily, like I was starving for him. His hands delved into my hair and he grasped it tight in his fist, tilting my head back.

  My fingers dug in his shoulders and I moaned when he sucked at my tongue, kissing me deeper. His kisses were rough and hard, as if he was claiming me.

  And then suddenly, he wasn’t in my arms anymore.

  He pulled away harshly and took several steps away, his breathing hard, his eyes glittering with need. “If we don’t stop now, I won’t be able to stop later. And we are in the hallway,” he said.

  “Okay,” I replied.

  “I’ll see you for lunch,” Alessio said, his eyes showing his desperate hunger for me yet he held himself back. For me. All for me. Everything he had done so far…was for me.

  I nodded speechlessly and he quickly swiveled around, walking away. When he was out of sight, I sank against the wall and wrapped my arms around my middle, holding myself together.

  I knew what Alessio wanted. It was clear in his eyes and every time he looked at me. He held himself back, waiting for me to make the next move. His need for me grew stronger each day. I saw it every time he lost control.

  But I wasn’t sure if I was ready.

  Chapter 46

  When I heard the shower turn off, I let out a sigh of relief and closed my book, turning toward the door as I waited for him to come out.

  It had been almost half an hour and he was still inside.

  He stopped in his tracks when he saw me on the couch. “You aren’t in bed yet,” he mumbled, drying his hair with the towel. “Are you not sleepy?”

  I shook my head and looked down at the book on my lap. “I wanted to finish the book before going to sleep. And I’m not that sleepy.”

  “Hmm.” Alessio threw the towel on the plush bench in front of the bed, before sitting down on the bed, facing me.

  “How many pages do you have left?” he asked.

  Opening the book, I checked and then shrugged before looking back at him. “Thirty-two pages. I have two chapters left.”

  “Go ahead then. Read it and then we’ll go to sleep.”

  “Are you going to stare at me like that while I read?” I teased with a small laugh.

  “Is that a problem, kitten?”

  “It’s a little creepy.”

  “I like looking at you. I find that I can’t take my eyes off you when we are in the same room.”

  I smiled, looking down at my book. I had to read every paragraph twice, because I didn’t understand what I was reading.

  My mind…my body was hyper-aware of Alessio’s stares. With each minute, my body heated under his penetrating gaze.

  When I finally finished the book, I snapped it shut, leaning against the sofa.

  “Done?” Alessio questioned. I nodded and closed my eyes.

  But I felt him moving closer and closer, until I felt him right in front of me. His heat made my heart flip and I licked my lips nervously as my eyes fluttered open.

  “You are so beautiful, do you know that?” he whispered, leaning forward to touch my lips. He rubbed his thumb over it and then moved to my cheeks, trailing his finger upward. My eyes opened to stare into his.

  “Stand up,” he ordered softly. My body trembled as I did to his bidding. So many feelings…foreign feelings coursed through my body as I stood up in front of him.

  “These lips, I will never grow tired of kissing them,” he continued, his lips just inches away from mine.

  “Please.” I didn’t know what I begged for. All I knew was that I needed him. And he understood.

  Alessio brought his lips to mine and kissed me gently, sweetly. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to his body and my hands instinctively went to his chest, making contact with his skin.

  He kissed me while I explored every inch of his naked skin, my hands moving up his chest to his shoulders and then down his biceps and the length of his arms.

  The more I touched him, the harder and deeper his kisses became. Our tongues danced together, in perfect harmony. We kissed each other like we had been kissing those same lips for years. We touched like our bodies were accustomed to each other.

  His hold on me tightened and he pulled me deeper into his body until I was completely plastered against him. Our bodies molded together. We fit as if we were meant to be.

  I could feel his heart beating hard, and I smiled against his kisses. Our hearts danced as if they had recognized their mate.

  With that thought in my mind, I melted in Alessio’s embrace and welcomed his kisses. I was nervous but I wasn’t scared. Not of Alessio.

  He continued to kiss me with the same fervor. He bit, sucked, nibbled, and kissed my lips.

  He was claiming me.

  His hands moved down my body until they were at the end of my nightgown and he slowly pulled the hem upward, stopping mid-
thigh. Alessio slightly pulled away and I moaned at the loss of him.

  “Ayla, this is the time to say no. If we continue now, I don’t think I will be able to stop. I need you too much,” he whispered.

  I stared at him through hazy eyes and brought a hand up to his cheek. He rubbed against my palm and I saw a small smile appear on his lips, his dimple popping, making its appearance. My fingers caressed the indent in his cheek.

  Finding the courage inside of me, I looked into his eyes and whispered back, voicing my own need. “I don’t want you to stop.”

  Alessio’s eyes widened in surprise and then he smiled. His hands continued to move upward with my nightgown but he didn’t remove it. Instead he stared into my eyes, asking for permission.

  I found it endearing that he was being so sweet, gentle, and considerate. When I gave him a nod, he didn’t waste any time. In a blink of an eye, my nightgown was off and he dropped it to the floor beside us.

  The cold air kissed my bare skin and I trembled under Alessio’s intense gaze. “So fucking beautiful,” he muttered, taking a step closer. He brought his hand to my back and I felt his fingers on the latch of my bra. His hands trembled against me. It was shocking to see Alessio just as nervous.

  When he unlatched my bra, he slowly removed the cups from my breasts, pulling it away from my body and letting it fall on the ground at our feet. As soon as I was bare, I tried to hide myself.

  “No. Don’t hide yourself from me,” he chastised gently. Alessio brought his hands up and carefully pulled my arms away. My heart clutched and I swallowed hard against the ball of nervousness.

  When I saw his eyes flare in satisfaction as he took in my naked body, my courage was back. I felt powerful. I felt desired and beautiful under his gaze.

  Alessio leaned down and kissed me again. His kisses were a mixture of possessiveness and gentleness. Without breaking our kiss, he walked me toward the bed until the back of my legs hit the mattress.

  He pulled back, his fingers tightening around my hips. “Lay down,” he ordered gruffly, his voice laced with desire. I did as I was told and laid in the middle of the bed in nothing but just my black panties.

  Alessio stared down at me, his gaze filled with lust.

  I was no stranger to lust for I had looked into lustful eyes for seven years. Alberto had looked at me like a man determined to own me, to rip me of my identity until I was only his whore. He wanted to possess me…mind, body, and soul.

  But the way Alessio looked at me, it was different. I could see the lust there but I also saw the gentleness. His gaze was soft as he took me in. He looked at me as if I was his everything.

  He looked at me as if I was the only one he could see.

  His stares told me everything I needed to know.

  He cared. I wasn’t just a toy or someone to be owned. I wasn’t a whore in his eyes. Alessio looked at me like I was a precious jewel, someone to cherish and love.

  And I soaked it up, holding this moment close to my heart, savoring every look, every touch, every beautiful whisper. My heart ached in a good way.

  His eyes still on me, he quickly pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, standing completely naked before me.

  He was already hard.

  I ducked my head shyly, feeling my cheeks flame at the sight. Alessio chuckled and then I felt the bed dip as he joined me. He cupped my jaw.

  “So sweet,” he whispered before taking my lips again. Alessio tugged me onto my side so I was facing him.

  As he continued to kiss me, I felt his hands moving over my body until they stopped on my breasts. My nipples hardened as though begging for his touch. I wanted him. My need for him just as powerful and overwhelming as his for me.

  My body was hypersensitive of his every touch as he trailed a finger over the swell of my breast and then circled my puckered nipple.

  I hummed against his lips. He nibbled his way down my jaw to my ear, all the while playing with my nipples. He masterfully toyed with them, driving me crazy as my moans filled the room.

  I fidgeted restlessly under his hands, my head falling backward, giving him better access to my neck. He grazed his teeth over the curve of my neck, finding my sweet sensitive spot that elicited another moan from me.

  I shivered against his lips, my hands going up as I delved my fingers into his hair.

  His lips continued downward, leaving a hot damp trail over my skin. He kissed over my collarbone, and then he stopped right over a rigid nipple.

  Alessio blew over the tip and my fingers tightened around his hair in anticipation. He licked the puckered tip of my nipple and I gasped, arching my back as I pushed my breast into him, demanding more.

  He wrapped his lips around my nipple and sucked hard. I moaned loud, my nails dragging over his scalp. He licked, sucked, and teased, driving me crazy with each movement of his tongue over my nipple.

  “Alessio…”

  And then he moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. I was already wet and I quivered against him, pressing my thighs together.

  Releasing my nipple with a pop, he gave it a last lick before shifting himself on his elbows. Alessio rolled on top of me, balancing himself on his elbows so that his weight wouldn’t crush me.

  He brought a hand up to my throat and slowly dragged a finger down to my stomach. He drew small circles around my belly button and I shivered and moaned against his touch.

  “You have the softest skin. So beautiful,” he whispered. And then his lips were following the same path as his fingers. In no time he had my panties off and I was completely bare to him.

  Alessio used his hands to spread my thighs, positioning himself between them as he continued to trail kisses down my breasts and then my stomach. When he didn’t stop and continued down there, my eyes flared in surprise and my head snapped up.

  “Alessio. No. What are you doing?”

  He chuckled low and pressed a hand on my stomach. “Lay down, Ayla. Let me show you how it’s done.”

  I started to argue but he nipped at my stomach.

  “Shhh…I’ll make sure you love it,” he whispered before continuing.

  When I felt Alessio’s fingers over my pussy, an unashamed moan escaped past my lips and my head fell back on the pillow.

  He spread my wetness over my folds and I moaned at the new sensation.

  “You’re dripping,” he groaned huskily.

  His fingers latched on my clit and I jerked, letting out a sharp cry. “Oh God…”

  My fingers tightened around the comforter as indescribable pleasure filled my body. When he lowered his head down there, I gasped, my fingers instantly going to his hair.

  He filled my senses. He overwhelmed me. His touches, his lips were driving me crazy with pleasure. I used to be vessel for the pleasure of others yet Alessio made it his mission to give me this new feeling.

  I felt his tongue over my entrance and I arched my back, my hips leaving the mattress as I pressed harder against his lips.

  “So fucking responsive,” he groaned, running his tongue over my entrance and then upward as he licked at the wetness gathered there.

  I shook uncontrollably, my fingers tightening in his hair. He pushed my legs upward, until the soles of my feet were on the bed and I was wide open to him and his masterful mouth. Alessio slowly pushed a finger inside my opening as he continued to lick at the tiny nub.

  I moaned as he pumped a finger inside of me and his tongue played. And then he eased another finger inside of me, this time plunging deeper and faster.

  My hips rocked against his mouth and fingers as I twitched uncontrollably. I sighed and moaned as his groan mixed with mine.

  When he latched on top of my clit and sucked hard, the same time pushing a third finger inside of me, my hips bucked upward with a cry.

  This sensation inside of me was building, hard and fast. I clenched around his fingers, my hips moving against him, increasing the sweet torturous friction.

  “Alessio…” I moaned, as he str
etched my wall, pumping harder and faster.

  I closed my eyes as my body arched upward and I let out another moan.

  “Alessio,” I cried out. I was taut as a bowstring as a mixture of pain and intense pleasure filled my body and mind.

  “Oh…please…” I was dangling over the edge of ecstasy and my body trembled violently against his.

  “I’ve got you, Ayla,” he said quietly as he removed his fingers, replacing them with his tongue. My walls clenched around him, wanting more.

  He swirled the tip around my opening and then slid inside.

  My eyes went wide and I gasped and then moaned loud. Letting out a cry, I clamped my thighs tightly around his head. I twitched beneath him but I never had a chance to think, because he pressed his fingers hard against my nub at the same time.

  “Ahhhh…” I cried, my hips leaving the mattress as my orgasm crashed through me, my body twitching as I came hard.

  I heard him moan and I whimpered.

  He brought his head up, looking at me with heated blue eyes. His chin was wet with my juices and my body trembled at the sight.

  Never had I felt such pleasure. He had given me an orgasm before but this one had sent me over the edge.

  Alessio wiped his chin with the back of his hand and he smirked. “You are so fucking beautiful when you come. Your face all flushed, your eyes hazy with pleasure…so beautiful.”

  Parting my thighs wider, he positioned himself between them and settled himself in place on top of me. “But I’m not done yet,” he whispered huskily.

  My eyes went wide and I grabbed his shoulder. I felt him at my entrance and I moaned. His hand grasped my thigh, spreading me just a little wider. Alessio’s eyes had turned darker, the hunger there clearly written. He ran his cock up and down my wetness, coating his tip with my cream.

  My body trembled underneath his…in desire, anticipation, and slight fear.

  Grasping my hip with one hand, he wrapped his other around my thigh as he thrust slowly inside, filling me completely.

  But as soon as he was inside me, I gasped, my eyes widening as a darkness fell upon me.

  No. No. No, I screamed in my head. Not now. Please not now.

  But it was too late.