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She appliesmorepressure. I feel her guiding her curvy hips down my dick, stroking me with her hole. She lets her nipples go and grabs onto my arms, rocking with me. I push so deep, so hard. I’m stretching her horny hole. She gasps and bounces even more.
“Oh, oh,fuck,” I groan. “You better come on my dick soon. I need to see it. See your cream. My perfect… singing… angel…”
I shudder between the words, struggling to maintain control. She bites her lip. Fuck, I almost do it, but I need to feel her creaming on my dick first. I need to see her soak my hard cock, so I can’t even see my skin, just her cream.
She bounces up and down like she already knows how to please her man. It’s all instinct. She doesn’t have to think about it any more thanIhave to think about it. We can listen to the voices inside us that started shouting the second we saw each other.
I lie on top of her, feeling her tits against my chest, her belly against mine, curvy as the rest of her, ready for a baby. “I love you so fucking much,” I moan in her ear.
She gasps, then kisses me. We’re moving so fast, it’s more like she rubs her mouth across my cheek. “I love you too. I… love… you.”
We both gasp at the same time. Seed surges up my shaft. It’s like a wave of lava bursting out of me. I’ve never felt something this intense. In all those long, gray hours at my desk, I never dreamed I’d feel something filled with so much passion. My singing angel. The future mother of my children.
I’m emptying myself into her tight, fertile body. I’m filling her slit right up. She’s pulsing around me, massaging my dick, sending thick cream down my length. I turn and try to kiss her. Our teeth click together. She laughs, and I know I’ll never forget the sound. That laugh. Full of excitement and love and a readiness for adventure.
She’s the best thing that ever happened to me. I knew it the second I saw her, but now it’s like our bodies are fusing together. How the hell is a cold bastard like me thinking something like that? She’s changed me. I’ll never be able to go back to being the man I was before.
Her laugh turns into another moan when her pussy shudders one last time. It’s like she’s caressing the last of my seed out of me. I collapse atop her, kissing her cheek, then bite down on her shoulder softly.
She pushes me gently. I roll onto the bed and immediately wrap my arm around her, kissing the top of her head, savoring her scent, just savoringher. Everything about her is so damn perfect.
“Did you mean it?” she whispers.
“I.” I kiss her. “Love.” Again. “You.” And again.
She squeezes onto my side and pulls herself against me. I hold her even tighter. Nothing could make me let go: no gang war, no blackmail, no cheating, no temptation, nothing. She’s my woman, the only person in this goddamn world I ever want to be with.
She sniffles from beside me, sobbing quietly. That’s when I realize I’m talking aloud. “My woman,” I repeat. “I mean it. I never want anybody else.”
“Neither do I,” she whispers, pulling herself even closer.
CHAPTER29
Luca
I walk into the basement, a knife in my hand, knowing I have to do this for my brother. He’s changed these last couple of days. A man like me, I never spend much time thinking about love. Sure, I want a family one day, but I’m too much of a dog. Not my big brother. His life was as gray as the streaks in his hair, but Scarlet’s brought color into it.
Russel cringes when he sees me. He’s got dried blood on the side of his head. His arms are covered in it, too. I don’t feel any pity. Men like Elio and I learn to switch off those parts of ourselves when we need to. It’s not that we’re less human. We’re just better at pretending we’re not when we need to.
“I’ve been asking around about you,” I tell him, walking across the room.
I don’t enjoy the way he flinches with each step. I don’t dislike it either. It’s entirely neutral to me. The life is the life; that’s all. A man, if he’s worth anything at all, has to take action. Scarlet asked for less darkness, but I saw that look in my big brother’s eyes. I saw the devil. He won’t be able to stop himself. He cares about his lady too deeply.
Kneeling down, I rip the duct tape from Russel’s mouth.
“You had me fooled. Or maybe I wanted to be fooled. I wanted to believe my old man still knew what he was doing. You took advantage of that.” I trail the knife up his neck. He shudders. “But I’ve learned a lot these last few hours. We found some videos of our own.”
He screams when I drive the knife into his knee hard, fucking him up badly. He might bleed out. I lost my temper.
“I saw what you did to those women,” I growl, twisting the blade. “There are wolves and sheepdogs, you little bitch, but you’re neither. You’re meat on a bone. I could happily beat you to death, but you’re going to prison, and everybody in there is going to know what sort of monster you are. They’re going to eat you alive.”
I twist the blade, wrench it loose, then headbutt him. I’m not lying about the videos. Russel is into some really sick shit, far worse than blackmailing Mom.
Standing up and turning away from him before I get carried away, I leave the basement and nod to Matteo. He must’ve heard something.
“Let’s go with Plan B,” I tell him. “Get Russel to the hospital. Make sure the cops know about it. Make sure the Marino name is kept out of it.”
Matteo is already walking toward the basement stairs before I’m even done talking. That’s how it works in the Family. We do the right thing, even if our methods are a thousand shades of fucked up.
