Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
AIDEN
Sonny would do anything to get me alone. He was so desperate for my attention that he dragged me down the hallway and into the galley. He pinned my back to the wall the second we entered the room. His mouth descended upon mine, and he tried to push his tongue into my mouth.
I refused him.
He had to work for it.
His eyes met mine for a second. We were both breathing harder, horny as fuck, and ready to tear off each other’s clothes. My sister was down the hallway with Marcello… and we should have been getting back with their drinks.
His lips brushed mine, but he didn't try to kiss me this time. Instead, he dipped his head down and kissed my neck, licking and sucking and tugging at my flesh with his teeth. I would end up with a fucking hickie if he kept doing that. My grandparents would have a stroke if I came home full of marks from a boy.
Fuck, if I cared.
I palmed the back of his head, running my fingers through his short, blond hair and encouraged him to keep biting me. “You want me, Pretty Boy?”
Sonny lifted his head and licked his lips. “Are you kidding me? I’d give my left nut to fuck you.”
“We’re not doing that,” I said before he could get any stupid ideas.
He was practically panting, breathless. “Never?”
I pressed my lips together and shrugged. “I’m not saying never, but you need to slow down. I haven’t been with as many guys as you.”
He stood tall and only a few inches shorter than me. I guessed he was somewhere around six foot two and built solid. You could see he spent time in the gym perfecting his gorgeous body.
“How many guys have you been with?”
“Enough.” I rolled my shoulders against the wall. “How about you?”
Sonny put his hand on the wall behind my head, and his lips grazed mine. “We have a saying in Devil’s Creek. Secrets are like commodities. Wanna know my secret?”
“Sure,” I said, focused on his pretty, pink lips that I was dying to kiss after all this torture. “Spill it.”
Sonny stared into my eyes, dragging his tongue across his bottom lip. “You would be my first.”
I liked the idea of being his first since he would be mine.
“You told Marcello you have fuck boys. Was that bullshit?”
He shook his head. “I have guys I mess around with when the mood strikes. But I haven’t fucked any of them.”
“If I ever decide to…”
I stopped myself, nervous about sharing too much. My feelings for Sonny were new and weird. This was the first time I considered going farther than a blowjob with a guy.
“If you ever decide to what?” Sonny tilted his head to the side. “Fuck a man?”
I nodded. “You’ll be the first to know.”
Sonny took this as a green light to keep going and shoved my shirt up my stomach. “Look at you, Sunshine. I never expected you to have a six-pack.” He bent down and kissed along the waistband of my jeans and over the boxer briefs that peeked out a few inches. “What a nice surprise.”
“I’m full of surprises,” I said, gliding my fingers through his hair as his tongue dipped beneath the waistband of my briefs.
He kissed his way up my stomach, flicking his tongue over the rugged ridges of my abs until his mouth closed over my nipple. I hissed the second his warm tongue made contact with my sensitive skin. He bit my nipple, and I moaned, rock hard and ready to bend him over the kitchen counter.
Sonny gave me a few more licks before he released his hold on me. “Does this feel good?”
I bobbed my head, barely able to remember my name because every time he touched me, I couldn’t think straight.
Sonny’s hands roamed over my chest and landed on my hips. He ground his stiff cock into my thigh, humping my leg like a dog in heat. “I want you more than anything I have ever wanted.” He flicked his tongue over my earlobe. “You make my cock so fucking hard, Sunshine.”
I hated his nickname at first.
But when he was practically purring in my ear and rubbing his cock against mine, I liked the name. Lost in the sensation of his hands and tongue on my body, I allowed him to take over. Usually, I was the aggressor with men. But since Sonny had a little more experience, I didn’t mind him taking the lead.
He still hadn’t kissed me, and it was driving me crazy. I gripped his throat and brought his lips to mine. Now, I was the one desperate for more and hating it. I didn’t like needing anyone after being let down by everyone .
Sonny flicked his tongue over my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. He was a hunter who liked to play with his prey. This was the longest build-up to a kiss, and I was bursting at the seam to feel him. So I sucked his lip between my teeth, pulling on it as our eyes met.
I was done letting him control the moment and forced my tongue into his mouth. His tongue was soft, and he tasted like expensive beer and mint. We were growling in each other’s mouths like animals, yanking at each other’s clothing. Sonny fucked me into the wall, and as we kissed, a burst of pleasure spread down to my toes.
I’d kissed plenty of girls and a handful of boys. But it was never like this. None of them kissed me like they were claiming me. And I wanted Sonny to do that.
I wanted to be his.
It was always awkward with other people, the two of us figuring out what to do with the other. But with Sonny, I knew exactly what to do. How to make him moan. How to make him squirm with each flick of my tongue.
We fit perfectly.
Like a puzzle.
“You taste even better than I thought you would,” Sonny said with a smile.
“Happy to exceed expectations, Pretty Boy.”
He laughed and leaned in for another kiss. “Wait until you see how pretty I am without clothes.”
“Yeah,” I grunted. “I bet.” I yanked up his shirt so I could see his sexy ass body. His abs were so tight and defined I could bounce quarters on them. “I’m impressed.”
He smirked. “Yeah? You should be. It took me three years of nonstop training to look like this.”
I was about to steal another kiss when I heard my sister scream.“What the fuck?”
I pulled away from Sonny and rushed down the hallway toward the sun deck. He was at my side, pulling the shirt over his stomach as we approached the commotion.
Luca, Damian, and Bastian boarded the yacht uninvited. The two adopted Salvatore brothers surrounded Marcello, trying to intimidate him, but he was more muscular and taller. Luca seized this opportunity to take advantage of my sister. He looked at her like he wanted to hurt her. A rush of anger and fear coursed through me.
Fuck no .
The blood boiled in my veins as I approached Luca. “Get the fuck away from my sister.”
He rolled his eyes. “Alex was promised to me.”
“Like fucking hell she was,” I snapped, the anger shaking through me. “I don’t care how much money you have. You’ll never be good enough for her.”
I latched onto Alex’s hand and led her away from this fucking monster. Glaring at Luca first, I studied each of the Salvatore brothers, wondering why the fuck they were here.
“Why did you scream?” I shoved the curls out of Alex’s eyes and inspected her face. “Did they hurt you?”
She shook her head, chest rising and falling with each breath. “I thought they were going to hurt Marcello.”
Marcello argued with Bastian and Damian, throwing his weight into their chests. They were trying to start a fight and ruin our day. Everything was perfect before they showed up.
Sonny shoved his fingers into his mouth and whistled, his gaze on the Salvatore brothers. “What are you doing on my boat? You weren’t invited.”
Luca stepped forward, dressed in a tailored suit, adjusting a red tie around his neck with a nasty stare aimed at me. He appeared older than eighteen and reminded me of his father.
Cold, calculating, and scary.
One day, Luca would take over for Arlo Salvatore and become the next Grand Master of The Devil’s Knights. I hoped to get Alex away from this place before we had to fulfill the deal with our grandfather.
“Alex belongs to me,” Luca said to Sonny before setting his sights on Marcello. “Not my little brother. She’s done hanging out with you losers.” He extended his hand and wiggled his fingers. “It’s time to leave, Drea.”
Drea?
I stepped to Luca, hands balls into fists at my sides. “What the fuck did you just call her?”
Luca’s jaw clenched. “None of your fucking business.”
Alex squeezed my bicep to gain my attention. “Aid, please.” Her gaze flicked to Luca, and I nearly lost it when she licked her lips. “You don’t have to act all crazy.”
“Do you actually like this fucking asshole?”
“Aiden,” she whispered. “Just leave it alone, okay?”
“No fucking way,” I shot back. “I didn’t make a deal with Carl so you could marry a prick like him.”
“Let her go, Wellington.” Luca offered his hand to Alex. “Come here, Drea .” This time, he said it with fire in his tone, his eyes on me.
Alex’s full name was Alexandrea, so I got the reference, but I didn’t like this asshole giving my sister nicknames. She pretended to hate the Salvatore brothers, but I was missing something. Anyone in their vicinity could see they had a connection. The air practically crackled with electricity when they looked at each other.
I hated it.
With his brothers surrounding him, Luca smirked at me as if he won. No one ever told him no. He was a spoiled brat who always got what he wanted. But there was no way in hell my sister was leaving with them.
Keeping my arm hooked around Alex, I gritted my teeth at Luca. “My sister will never be yours. Over my dead body.”
He tipped his head back and laughed. “That can be arranged.”