Illicit Proposition: A Dark Mafia Romance

by Piper Stone

  And she longed to surrender on every level.

  As I ran the belt through my fingers, I took a few seconds to admire her long, beautiful, and voluptuous body. She was gorgeous on every level, creating the kind of desire that would never be satisfied. Even now, as my cock was pinched against my zipper, I couldn’t imagine not being able to taste her every single night.

  I smacked her twice, swallowing hard afterwards.

  “Get it over with,” she whispered between clenched teeth.

  I honored her request, cracking the strap against her skin the three additional times. When she knew it was over, her hands slipped down the cool surface of the mirror. Her back heaved as she took several deep breaths. After tossing the belt, I brushed the tips of my fingers down her back, taking my time before lightly massaging her bruised ass cheeks. When I squeezed gently, she jerked up her head, glaring at me as only the woman could do.

  She was challenging me.

  She was enticing me.

  She was inviting me to fuck her.

  I was unable to hold back any longer, never taking my eyes off her as I stripped off my pants. She didn’t seem surprised, nor was she furious for what I was about to do.

  Devon simply held the gaze, a wry smile crossing her face. By the way her nipples were rock hard, the scent of her slickened pussy wafting into the air, I could tell she was fully aroused. That created the kind of desire that could only be considered barbaric. I was nothing more than a primal animal, prepared to capture his prey.

  And she knew it.

  And she wanted to be taken hard and fast.

  My balls ached to the point of sheer madness. I had difficulty breathing as I slid my hands around her hips, crawling my fingers up her stomach to her full breasts. I cupped and squeezed as I ground my hips against her. Then I pinched both nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, twisting and pulling until she cried out in pain.

  As well as pleasure.

  She undulated her body, shifting back and forth as she arched her back, using the pressure her hands had on the mirror as an advantage. The smile on her face remained, her eyes no longer able to focus. She even opened her legs wider in another blatant invitation for me to fuck her.

  “I’m not going to be gentle,” I managed, forced to take deep and ragged breaths.

  “I don’t want gentle. Just fuck me.”

  Her words were like sweet music, the most powerful aphrodisiac. I was almost blinded as I continued to twist her hardened buds, enjoying her scattered breaths and whimpers. She was the full embodiment of everything I’d craved in my life.

  Everything I needed.

  Unable to hold back any longer, I wrapped my hand around my shaft, pushing the tip past her swollen folds. As I gripped her hip, I threw my head back, roaring as I thrust the entire length of my cock deep inside.

  Gasping, her breathing even more ragged, she continuously slapped her hand against the mirror, the rattling sound mixing with our combined husky moans. The feel of her muscles as they clamped then released several times, pulling me in even deeper was the most incredible feeling I’d experienced. I remained buried inside for a few seconds, finally pulling out and hesitating.

  She jutted her hips backward, refusing to take my tease. I slammed into her again. And again. The force was enough to push her against the counter, the sound of skin slapping against skin only adding to the sweet music. I did what I could to maintain some level of control, but it was almost impossible as I plunged into her another four times. Then I slowed, catching the perfect rhythm, wanting nothing more than for her to come on my cock.

  I wanted to keep her hot and wet all over, hungering to the point she finally let go.

  “So hot for me, sweet Devon,” I whispered hoarsely.

  “Uh-huh.” She laughed, the sound raspy, then she dragged her tongue across her lips. She would do everything in her power to tempt me just like the vixen she truly was.

  And I loved every second of it.

  I refused to stop, driving into her in hard, even motions. My balls began to swell, my cock throbbing even more. She met every brutal thrust with one of her own, tossing her head back and forth. I could tell she was close to coming and I picked up the pace, thrusting harder and faster.

  “Oh. Oh… I’m going to… Come.” Fog had developed across the surface of the mirror, but I could still see her expression of utter bliss.

  “Not yet. Wait. Wait…”

  She laughed then moaned, pushing her bottom against me. “Please. Let. Me. Come.”

  I waited another few seconds, never slowing my rhythm. As the sensations became overwhelming, I issued the single command.

  “Come. Now.”

  There was no holding back. Her entire body began to shake violently as she erupted in the kind of explosive orgasm that brought prickles along her shimmering skin.

  “Yes. Yes. Yes!” Her scream was high pitched, the sound something I never wanted to forget. She scratched the mirror, every muscle in her body twitching. As she erupted into a second orgasm, I almost lost it.

  Every muscle in my body was tense and as I rolled onto the balls of my feet, stars flashing in front of my eyes. I dug my fingers into her hips, holding her in place as the climax shifted to a giant wave crashing over her.

  “You’re beautiful when you come,” I hissed, although I wasn’t certain she could hear what I was saying.

  Devon moaned continuously, the sound deep and hoarse.

  I refused to stop even as she sagged against the mirror, pressing her face against the glass.

  “I’m not finished with you yet.”

  She laughed softly, bobbing her head as she struggled to breathe. “Just do it.”

  “What? What do you want, my beautiful kitten?”

  As she slowly lifted her head, she wiggled from side to side. “Fuck me in the ass.”

  Her request was exactly what I wanted to hear. Pulling out, I slid my leaking cockhead up and down the crack of her ass, toying with her before sliding the tip between her cheeks. I pressed it just inside her dark hole, waiting as I studied her for a few seconds.

  There was no doubt she was just as hungry as I was, longing for the closeness. I wanted to give her so much, everything that I had in my means. I longed to share the kinds of moments with her that she’d mentioned, indulging in our combined passion every day and every night. There was nothing I wouldn’t do to protect her.

  Because I refused to lose her to anything or anyone.

  Ever.

  I slipped my cock into her asshole inch by inch, pushing gently past the tight ring of muscle. Then there was no holding back. I couldn’t believe how tight she was, her muscles slowly accepting the thickness of my cock.

  “Yes. Oh, God.” Her words were nothing but rocket fuel, pushing the fire to another explosive moment. This was the perfect moment shared between us. For a few seconds we were as one.

  One soul.

  One heart.

  One need.

  I closed my eyes as I began to fuck her in earnest, enjoying every second of the way her muscles clamped then released, stretching to accommodate, sucking me into the wicked heat. I could no longer think clearly, nor did I care. All that mattered was the intensity of this moment, the beautiful sharing of intimacy.

  With every brutal thrust, she whimpered, continuing to push her body against mine.

  Within seconds, I knew I couldn’t hold back for long. There was nothing I could do, no possible way of controlling my needs any longer. I folded my body over hers, intertwining our fingers as I drove into her, nuzzling against her neck.

  “Mine. Forever mine,” I whispered.

  She closed her eyes, a serene look crossing her face and as my balls swelled, finally filling her with my seed, I heard three little words slipping from her mouth.

  Just three words that I’d longed to hear.

  Three syllables that had seemed impossible to find.

  A statement that would haunt me for the rest of my life.


  “I love you.”

  Chapter 15

  Santiago

  Invigorated.

  I stood outside the nondescript building, gazing up at the bright sun. A new day had unfolded, one that would alter the course of not only my life but that of so many in Spain. My army was in full force, prepared to protect the new empire. They’d learned what was expected of them, provided guidance as well as rules that they would follow or face the consequences. Luis was in full control, my Capo more than prepared to handle his duties. For that he would be well paid.

  The entire staff at the estate had been given raises, long overdue. At least Samuel had followed through with my demands, prepared to walk away. While I remained angry with him, I knew he’d attempted to do what he could to keep the estate out of Perez’s hands.

  I also knew he’d learned about Diego’s betrayal on some level. His refusal to admit to me what he suspected was just another reason I could no longer trust him. I’d studied the crest for almost an hour before putting it in a special cloth, securing it in one of the safes. It would always mean something to me, but in truth, the crest was just a symbol of our family’s strength and determination.

  I would continue the legacy my ancestors had started, only I would do so with even more generosity than my father had displayed. I smiled at the thought before walking into the building’s entrance. This was a historic day. The meeting of the Dons. We would form a new alliance, preparing to move into the future. There would be peace as well as prosperity.

  Even though we all had lines that could never be crossed, we also were determined to continue with the respect that had begun two decades before.

  Before Perez had gotten greedy.

  There was still no sign of Emilio, but I knew it was only a matter of time. For now, four soldiers would remain at the house at all times. When the time was right, I’d hunt Emilio down like the treacherous animal he was.

  Until then, I had business to attend to.

  I also had other issues to contend with. The thought brought a growl slipping to the surface. On one hand my life was shifting to where it should have been years before.

  On the other…

  I didn’t want to think about it at this point. The weakness wasn’t something that could be displayed in front of the powerful Dons. They prided themselves on their strength of character as well as mind.

  After walking off the elevator, I buttoned my jacket, pressing my hand against the weapon I’d secured in a holster. Then I walked toward the set of double glass doors. The office was the location where we’d handle our combined business, the decision to meet quarterly one I approved of.

  The thought of having certain joint ventures was creative in nature, a method to continue keeping the peace. We would see how effective the contract would be.

  Especially given we were all brutal men.

  I smiled as the receptionist led me to a conference room. It would seem I was the last to arrive.

  I lowered my head in respect as I studied the other men. They were all formidable indeed.

  “Gentlemen. Thank you for coming on such short notice,” I stated.

  As each one of them stepped forward, shaking my hand, I had the distinct feeling I had the blessing of my father.

  I also knew that wherever he was, the man was indeed proud.

  That alone was enough to ease the anguish and guilt I’d felt for far too long. A new chapter had begun, in which I was prepared to take the reins.

  God help anyone who attempted to cross me.

  For they would face the wrath of a monster.

  I took satisfaction in the fact the meeting had gone well. Although I would never trust any of the older men in keeping their word one hundred percent of the time, I was confident that the arrangement would be beneficial for years to come.

  As I walked toward the Ferrari, I thought about the evening ahead. I’d made the plans with the hope of determining the next course of action, but that remained to be seen. Devon had a mind of her own, a will that was stronger than most. She also had a life in the States, something I refused to keep her from experiencing. The simple fact was that she’d completed her job, albeit I remained furious with her for risking her life in doing so.

  Still, I couldn’t help but smile at her level of ingenuity. She was one magnificent woman.

  I adjusted my sunglasses, keeping the smile on my face as I thought about how I was going to devour her that very night. My excitement was off the charts.

  “Santiago.”

  The man’s tone held a sense of urgency. I bristled as I stopped just short of my car, angry that the man would bother me on a day like this. What the hell did he think he was going to accomplish by angering me further?

  “Samuel. This is unexpected.” I didn’t bother turning around to face him. Let the man come to me.

  As I heard the sound of his footsteps approaching, my initial reaction was to unbutton my jacket as well as the snap on the holster holding my weapon. I couldn’t be too careful at this point. What did the formerly trusted man have to lose in eliminating a man I was certain he now considered an enemy?

  He flanked my side, staring out at the parking lot as if there held something of interest. For a full minute, we both remained quiet. When he finally spoke, I could hear more than just a hint of sadness in his tone.

  It would seem he was devastated by my decision to oust him from the fold.

  “I know you don’t want to see me,” he said in a stilted voice.

  “You’re right. So what are you doing here?”

  “I’ve done everything you asked. A courier will send the final financials to your house today. There is another offshore bank account that your father asked I keep private. All the information is being sent as well.”

  I took a deep breath, holding it as I thought about his statement. It was just another betrayal in my mind. “I appreciate that. I do hope you are able to live a happy life, Samuel. I’m certain that’s what my father would have wanted.” I did wonder if he understood my generosity at this point.

  “I have something for you. I… Well, let’s just say I hoped that I would never have to give it to you.”

  His statement forced me to turn my head in his direction. I hesitated to grab my gun as he reached into his pocket. Instead of a weapon, he pulled out an envelope.

  “This is from your father. He gave it to me the day before he died. Somehow, I think he expected something tragic to occur. The instructions were clear to give it to you only if absolutely necessary.”

  I lowered my gaze, peering at the sealed envelope. “What is it?”

  “I honestly don’t know, but I was made to understand that he hoped you would never have to read it.”

  I turned to face him fully, eyeing the note as I determined whether or not I wanted to bother accepting.

  “You father wanted the best for you. I think he’d be very happy how things have turned out.”

  Chuckling, I accepted the envelope, folding it then shoving into my pocket. “You’ve done your duty, Samuel. I think it’s time that you and I part ways.”

  “For what it’s worth, I loved you like a son.”

  After taking a deep breath, I realized he was suffering himself. “Thank you.” There was little else I could say at this point.

  Another awkward moment settled between us.

  “Well, I’ll leave you to your business. I do hope you find happiness, Santiago. You deserve to enjoy your life.”

  As he started to walk away, a part of me wanted nothing more than to continue our conversation, but there was no point. There was no going back.

  I’d always prided myself in having a sixth sense, an innate knowledge when something treacherous was about to happen. As the slight breeze tickled my skin, every nerve stood on end, electricity crackling around me.

  The slight movement was all I needed, my training and instinct kicking in.

  “You killed my father. Now you’re going to die.”

  Emilio�
�s harsh statement was carried off by the wind.

  As I swung around, the slight advantage he’d had was just enough, the weapon in his hand poised to fire. There would be no tomorrows.

  “No!”

  Samuel’s scream broke the tense moment, the man rushing between us.

  Pop!

  The single shot would have killed me instantly.

  Instead, Samuel managed to block it.

  Pop! Pop!

  I didn’t hesitate, issuing two rounds into Emilio. He stood for a full three seconds, only the shaking of his hand providing any indication that I’d hit my target.

  As he slowly slumped to the ground, a series of lights flashed in front of my eyes.

  The man I’d thought had betrayed me had taken a bullet meant to end my life.

  The man I’d once considered a second father had saved me.

  Not out of loyalty.

  But out of love.

  Devon

  “What are you doing?” I asked, trying to fight the mixture of emotions running through me.

  “You need to trust me,” Santiago stated with his usual authority as he placed a blindfold around my eyes. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

  After he tied the sash, I placed my hands over my eyes, hissing under my breath. “I do trust you, but I don’t like surprises.”

  “Maybe it’s time you learn.”

  The heat of his body as he pressed it against me was oppressive as well as empowering every desire that continued to rage through my system every time that he touched me. The man had a powerful hold over my psyche, keeping me wet and hot all over. I wanted to hate the sensations, but there was no way I could.

  I was far too attracted to him.

  He kissed the top of my head then pushed me forward. “Where are we going?”

  His chuckle was deep and husky, creating a wave of shivers dancing all the way down to my toes. “Relax. Sometimes surprises will tantalize every cell and muscle in your body.”

  “Now you’re scaring me.”

  He continued to laugh as he slowly walked me forward. Within seconds, I realized that we were outside. The warm breeze skittered across my skin, creating wave after wave of goosebumps. He kept his hands on my shoulders as he guided me and in truth, I had no idea where we were going.