‘No, that won’t be happening.’ I felt the shell of my ear burn with the warmth of his breath as it touched my sensitive skin and with the implied meaning I was imagining behind his words.
I could almost hear the final word ever as it floated in the sky around us and I wished hard to hear it fall from his lips. Then I let out a soft sigh of reprimand to myself that I was just being stupid. I had got carried away having drunk far too much Champagne for me, as I was nearly always a beer drinker.
I closed my eyes and then opened them suddenly when I felt his fingers cover my lips by circling my mouth with the cake he’d been carrying on his fingers. The moment a piece pushed up against one of my nostrils all of my thoughts once again evaporated and my fight returned.
‘Stop,’ I spat out.
As my mouth opened to talk his fingers pushed home and I received my first taste of the intense flavours that made up our wedding cake. For a few seconds, with his arm still wrapped tightly around me and with my feet at least a foot from the floor, I was just tasting the cake as Nico had insisted.
When that changed again, I couldn’t quite pinpoint. But with him restraining me and with his fingers pushed into my mouth, my pulse accelerated fast and the air began to once again crackle around us.
I lifted my hand up to hold his and began to suck the two fingers he had happily used to attack my face with our wedding cake. My eyes opened wide as a groan left his mouth and the noise vibrated over my ear. Spurred on by the sound and still holding his hand in place, I began to run my tongue up and down the length of his fingers and then sucked on the tip.
‘What are you doing?’ he forced out into the night air. I could hear the danger lurking in his tone, as his Italian accent crept in.
I released his fingers with a pop and a small smile skirted over my mouth after taking in how much lust I could hear in his voice.
Touché.
‘Taking what you offered,’ I answered, smiling to myself.
Instinctively, I shifted as much as I could in his tight hold and arched my back into his erection that was now pushing hard into my backside.
Unceremoniously, his arm released its hold over me. My feet once again felt the chill of the sand underneath them. He abruptly grabbed either side of my waist and spun me around to face him. His arms wrapped around me and he pulled me tightly against him. With my forearms resting on his well-defined chest I slowly raised my hand to run my finger along the delicate edge of the blue rose he was still wearing. Then I lifted my face to meet his gaze.
‘I’m a dangerous man, Bee.’
‘I know… like you’ve said already, you own me. Only dangerous people own others.’
I watched his long lashes flick down over his eyes as he closed them to take in my words.
‘You need to accept my help and friendship… and then keep the fuck away from me.’
‘But…’
‘But?’ His head tipped back, his nostrils flared, and his voice grew in strength as he questioned the fact that I was daring to question him.
‘But… what if I don’t want to?’
His eyes slow blinked and his beautiful long eyelashes flickered at me again before he eventually narrowed his left eye to study me closely. I averted my eyes from his and back to the rose on his chest, the one I had unwittingly been caressing with my fingertip.
‘I’m not the right man for you.’
‘How the hell would you know?’ My voice rose in volume at the annoyance he sparked inside me.
‘I just know. You’re a beautiful woman with a world of possibilities at her feet. You’re kind and thoughtful to all that cross your path. I’m nowhere near good enough for you.’
The laughter that left me sounded hysterical.
‘You forgot about the gambling addiction, my anxieties, oh and the fact that I’m in therapy and until you stepped in, I was up to my ears in debt with my life at risk.’
‘I didn’t forget those things. They don’t define you… your goodness and your heart define you. Those things will one day just be a part of your past that you learnt and moved forward from. You need to understand that the reason I could save you from that world is because I’m part of it… a big fucking part of it.’
His hold over me hadn’t relaxed at all and strangely, although I knew he was trying to push me away once again with his words, his hold over me and the way he looked at me was saying the exact opposite.
‘Explain exactly why you felt the need to help me?’
‘I was paying back a debt of honour to your brother.’
‘A debt of honour? You do know we don’t belong to your “family” don’t you?’
‘It was an unspoken debt that I wanted to repay.’ I noticed how the previous threads of gold that had been evident in his eyes had disbursed.
‘You stepped in before and helped me, surely that would have sufficed?’
I watched as Nico bit into his bottom lip and then rolled his head back as he stared up at the night sky. Exasperation was falling off him in waves. I could feel the fight he was having inside himself.
‘The truth is, Bee, I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and I’ve wanted you for years…’
‘And now you’re taking the mickey out of me.’ I sighed, upset by his words.
‘Look at me!’ Nico demanded as his eyes came back down to find mine. ‘Do I look like the sort of man who would tell you anything that wasn’t true?’ Initially I didn’t speak, but instead searched his soul with my own.
‘No, you don’t… But you’ve just said you’ve wanted me for years? I don’t understand. Why wouldn’t you have said something, or done something about it before?’
His head dipped further forward and he kissed the top of my head as he exhaled. I felt the warmth of his breath on my face and the heat of his arms wrapped around me. But as his words began to sink in, my body was beginning to shiver, and it wasn’t the air temperature that was causing it.
‘Because of the life I lead… I can’t have you. Because I won’t allow myself to have you… I refuse to destroy you like my father destroyed my mother.’
‘You couldn’t.’
‘Yes, I could… and so very easily…’ His words were forced out from between his teeth, showing me just how much he hated admitting the words to me.
I shook my head at him. There was no way I believed all of what he was saying. I’d heard stories about what a depraved, deranged asshole his father was from Pearl and many others. I truly didn’t believe, as Nico held me tightly in his arms, that he was anything like the man who had sired him. Since he’d been in charge of his family’s business I knew that most of it had been legalised. I had heard how he had been working hard at rectifying the many things his father had destroyed with his lust for destruction, death and bloodletting. His father, so the stories told, couldn’t get enough of inflicting pain, violence and even death on others. It was as if within his obvious mania he thought he could cleanse himself by bloodletting, he was a truly evil character that even a movie wouldn’t be able to do justice to.
‘Bee, my heart is black, my soul already belongs to the devil one hundred times over and unlike you, I will never be able to look back at my past thinking it defined me and that I moved on, because I know I can never move on and walk away. I’m the exact image of my father at the same age and he recognised that within me from when I was a child. He created the monster that resides in me today as a way of punishing me for being younger and stronger. I can’t step away from that, it will always be there just bubbling under the surface no matter how hard I try to disguise it.’
‘I can make a guess at some of the things you’ve had to do, Nico. I live in Vegas for Christ’s sake. But I refuse to accept that you’re that man deep down inside… Do you understand me, Nico Morello? I point blank refuse.’
‘Then, mio angelo, if you want me, despite what I’ve just told you… you need to possess me before I possess you.’ The tone of his voice had changed again, wit
h his Italian accent becoming more pronounced. The dark, deadly, arrogant man who resided in Vegas had returned to bait me, to put me off.
But although his words scared me a little, I wasn’t put off at all. Maybe he’d been able to push everyone away before, but that wasn’t happening with me.
The sky, for a more dramatic effect, chose that very moment to allow the sun to completely disappear and the beach around us was plunged into darkness. I took the one opportunity I thought I might ever have and lifted my arms up the small amount his tight hold on me allowed. I grabbed at either side of his face and feeling his stubble beneath my fingertips, I pulled his mouth down to mine. I wanted him to kiss me because he wanted to and not because we were acting out our roles in front of others.
His head came down and his full lips touched mine. He momentarily stilled as if he couldn’t quite trust himself with what I was demanding of him. I drew back a couple of millimetres and then made our flesh connect again. I repeated this a couple of times still with my hands holding onto his face as I coerced and attempted to persuade this man into returning my embrace. It was a gentle kiss of acceptance from me because I now knew a little about how Nico saw himself, but I wasn’t having any of it.
It was a strange feeling for me to feel like the stronger of the two in any relationship, but down here on the private beach, concealed by the night sky and after hearing him open up to me however briefly, I did. Knowing there was no way it would last for long because of the type of man he was, I held onto his face and with my lips on his I demanded he let me in.
Please kiss me back.
Running the tip of my tongue over his full, but still closed mouth, caused him to open his lips a miniscule amount to inhale and knowing I was affecting him I seized my opportunity. Standing up quickly onto my tiptoes, I simultaneously relaxed my hold on his jawline and pushed our mouths closer together. My tongue swept into his mouth and began to caress his.
I knew it wasn’t audible, but I could have sworn I heard the moment he decided that he couldn’t hold back any longer. His hold on me changed with one arm leaving my back. He placed his hand onto the back of my head and then threaded his fingers into my perfectly dressed hair. In the position of control that afforded him he pulled me further into his hard body and took over the kiss I had initially instigated.
He took control of me, like he controlled every aspect of his life. But I knew as his mouth consumed mine that this was also so very much more. Nico wasn’t a man who let go of his perfectly ordered life easily, let alone allowed people inside the darkest part of his mind. He had given me access to something that could be undoubtedly used against him or the only two members of his family he had left. He had let me in, and I had absolutely no intention of leaving.
Our tongues teased and tangled around each other’s in our bid to show each other how much we needed the connection. The kiss set light to the touch paper of our souls. I needed so very much more and feeling his erection pushing into my stomach as it demanded more, I knew he did too. Finally, my arms felt free enough to move and I lifted them up and flung them around his neck.
As our kiss continued, his hand released its hold over the back of my head and I felt some of my hair fall free from its earlier confines. Even the touch of my own hair on my feverish skin drove me further towards the edge of something I knew I no longer had any control over. His fingers trailed their way over the sensitive skin of my neck, onto my bare arm and then down the side of my body. The fine fabric of my wedding dress did nothing to lessen the heat I could feel resonating from his fingertips. The constant back and forth between us was coming to a head, I could feel it and I knew he could too. Where his fingers touched my skin, it was set alight with want and need for my new husband. He had one arm still wrapped around me tightly, but I still felt that I wasn’t anywhere near close enough to him.
His mouth finally broke away from mine as he manoeuvred me sideways to place my back firmly against the large rock I had initially hid behind. With his dark eyes boring into mine, daring me to run and hide, Nico Morello the mob boss came out to play.
‘It wasn’t enough, mio angelo… not nearly enough… and now you’ve had your chance and failed… Now, I will possess you.’ His teeth bit down into his bottom lip and almost at once he moved them backwards releasing the plump flesh and a groan at the same time.
His eyes stayed on mine, the connection between us effectively trapping us both to this moment in time. His dark orbs glistened in the moonlight as once again I witnessed the threads of gold appear in them, prompting me that he demanded all of my attention. Then once he knew I was there with him, he leant quickly to the side, his hand pulled up my wedding dress and his fingers hurriedly found the thin scrap of lace that was holding my off-white thong to my body. I heard the snap of the expensive fabric and then felt as it caressed my feet when it fell to the floor.
I gasped and momentarily his eyes left mine to focus on my mouth.
‘This mouth is mine.’
With his hand under my dress, and with my pussy exposed by his actions, he moved my legs abruptly apart. His fingers swept roughly over my recently waxed and soaking wet lips with ease. I wasn’t sure which of us heard me moan first, but the need the man was conjuring up inside me was all consuming. He was being rough, I knew it and so did he, but I didn’t care. All I knew was that I wanted him. I looked down fleetingly and widened my stance knowing exactly what I was inviting him to do. I knew that if he didn’t touch me where I needed him to and soon, that I was going to stand with my back against a rock on a beach in Crete and let him watch while I finished myself off.
‘Look at me,’ Nico demanded and with his free hand he took hold of my jaw, pushing his fingers into the skin around my mouth. Once again, our eyes connected and something powerful rushed through me, taking over me and holding me prisoner. But I wasn’t a prisoner held against their will, oh no, I was right where I wanted to be. With this man, as his possession and ultimately his wife.
The second a couple of his large fingers pushed inside of me and he expertly hooked them forward to find the bundle of nerves he knew he would find there, feelings of pleasure erupted. I opened my eyes wider, staring purposefully into his and lifted my arms to clutch hold of his torso with one and his forearm with the other. As his fingers began to pump tenaciously in and out of me, he drove me further to the edge and I dug my fingers into the hard muscles I found beneath them.
‘I want your come on my fingers, I want to feel your juices run over my hand… and then I can lick them, and you, clean.’ Nico spoke and my body instantaneously reacted to his words.
With our eyes still staring at each other’s in combat, I felt the walls of my core begin to pulse in reaction. I was unknowingly rising up on my toes and then coming back down to meet his fingers as he pumped them faster and faster in and out.
Finally, the night sky lit up behind my eyes as the fireworks inside my head exploded. I heard my cries of pleasure and saw the smile that captured his mouth as he watched me come as commanded over his hand.
Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Nico gently removed his hand from me while the walls inside my core were still quivering and fell to his knees in front of me. My dress was unceremoniously lifted higher and as his tongue flicked out to taste me for the first time, I knew it would only be a matter of seconds before he took me to the edge of reason for a second time.
‘And now, mio angelo, you are mine.’
His tongue pushed its way inside of me and as my hands took hold of his head to gently hold him where I wanted him to be, my head rolled back onto the rock behind me.
He was mine and come hell or high water I wasn’t letting him go.
Chapter Nineteen
Nico
As her cries of pleasure travelled through my body for a second time, knowing she was totally spent, I pushed my tongue inside of her to taste and savour all of the sweetness her body had so willingly released. When I was convinced she was clean, still holding
onto her hips, I reluctantly let her dress fall back down into place. Then I lifted my head away from her body and looked up.
Still kneeling on the floor in front of her, with the sand messing up an expensive pair of pants and honestly not giving a damn about it, I allowed my eyes to sweep up and over her quickly. I saw it as my one opportunity to take all of her in before she discovered me. This was one of those few all too short moments when I knew her eyes weren’t on me, trying to work out my every move.
Vaffanculo. Fuck.
I closed my eyes briefly, trying to stifle my reaction to her. Terrifyingly, I understood that I’d never seen a more beautiful sight in my life than the creature stood in front of my eyes. Her beautifully dressed hair was now down over her shoulders in waves. I knew it had been loosened by my hands and the way she had turned her head from side to side when she was coming. My cock flexed suddenly against my smart pants and I bit down on my lip to stop a groan from leaving my mouth. Her cheeks were flushed, and her swollen lips were parted like she was inviting my cock to sink inside of her mouth to chase his own release.
Bee was leaning back where I’d placed her. Her hands were now either side of her body with her palms face down on the rock as she tried to gain some support from the solid structure. I was supporting her weight with my hands after recognising that she was effectively boneless, having had two orgasms burst through her in the space of about ten minutes.
For just those few short seconds and with the moon now lighting up the night sky, I let my eyes rush over her and understood I was ruined; she had ruined me. I could hear the sound of the waves as they gently washed the edge of the shore clean, and like the sand I knew they would take back into their depths with their movement, I felt my resolve and rules wash away with them.
I shook my head and sighed, then without releasing my hold over her I stood up and pressed a chaste kiss on her lips.
With equal amounts of reluctance and relief, I broke our kiss and swept her up into my arms. With her head resting against my collarbone and the frantically beating muscle of my heart, I moved my arms on her until one cradled her back and the other one was underneath her knees.
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