28. Siena
Siena
A ll eyes are on me, and my face heats with embarrassment. Both Vin and Tommy terrify me, especially since they tried to stop Matti from saving me from Aurelio.
Still, I can’t help but enjoy the fact that Valentina is scowling, clearly irritated that I have something more to contribute than just being an annoying distraction.
“You have the codes?” Matti asks. “They weren’t on the flash drive.”
“No, but I think they were on Emily’s phone.”
Valentina frowns. “I didn’t see any codes.”
I grimace at Matti. Exactly why I didn’t want her going through my sister’s phone without me there. Of course she would look through everything.
“No, literally on her phone,” I clarify, peeling myself out of Matti’s arms so I can stand.
Crossing the room to my bag, I retrieve the small slip of paper that fell from Emily’s phone case when I threw it and hold it up. “This was inside her case, and it matches the last line of numbers from a text she sent me.”
Matti scans the paper. “The numbers are washed out at the end,” Matti says, handing it to Vin.
I nod. “I’m surprised more aren’t washed out, but they were inside a waterproof case, so they were mostly protected.”
“She sent you a text with numbers in it?” Vin asks, irritated as he shifts his gaze to Matti accusingly.
Matti shakes his head. “I didn’t know.”
“She sent it, but it didn’t go through before….” My throat tightens. “I didn’t see it until I went through her phone.”
“She must have been trying to send them to you for safekeeping,” muses Tommy.
“The one on the paper looks like the last code we need, the one that triggers the thirty-minute delay before opening,” says Vin.
“Whatever,” Valentina scoffs, pushing back from the table and grabbing her bag. “I’ve been up for a week, I’m tired, and I’m done dealing with you bitches. Since I’m just an ‘annoying distraction,’ I’m going home to get some sleep.”
“Valentina,” Tommy steps forward, blocking her path to the door, and places a hand on her arm. “Your assistance would be invaluable. If you’re willing.”
Valentina’s expression shifts instantly to one of wicked flirtation. “I’m willing for you, Tommy. It’s been two out of three for so long.”
Tommy removes his hand from her arm, and his fingers immediately go to his ring again. “Right track, Valentina, but wrong destination.”
She stiffens and shoves him in the chest. “I’m not fucking someone just to help you—”
Tommy shakes his head, cutting her off. “I’m not asking you to fuck anyone. Franco likes you. If you can keep him busy for even an extra five minutes, it could make all the difference if he shows up earlier than we want.”
“Do what you do best, Valentina,” Vin says, cracking his knuckles with a smirk. “Just do it to Franco. And don’t fuck it up.”
“I don’t need this,” snaps Valentina, standing up and snatching her bag. “I’m not going to be bait for a douchebag.”
The corners of my eyes crinkle as I bite my tongue to stop myself from coming to Franco’s defense. She’s one hundred percent correct, but he’s my brother, and I fucking hate Valentina. No way I’m letting her talk shit about anyone in my family.
But before I can respond, Tommy smoothly cuts Valentina off and takes her bag from her shoulder gently.
“It will take a minimum of fifty minutes to complete the job, and we don’t know when he’ll show up or who he’s bringing with him.
If it’s too early, he will be a problem. Your help could mean everything.”
Tommy is smooth as silk, very different from Vin who’s so volatile and Matti who’s incredibly intense. I see how they make a good team.
Valentina glares at Tommy but doesn’t resist. “I’m not sucking Franco’s dick to help you fuckers out.”
Vin laughs. “Funny that that’s where you mind goes when I tell you to do what you do best. But no one is asking you to drop to your knees. Just keep him away from Luminous & Co.”
“Yes, just distract him,” Tommy agrees.
Valentina turns flirtatious again. “You find me distracting, Tommy Demonio? ”
“I would never disrespect you like that, Valentina,” Tommy responds, his voice buttery. “But I know how men respond to beautiful women. Especially a man like Franco.”
She cocks her head to the side, seeing right through him. Rolling her eyes, the smile slips off her face. “Fucking fine. If it fucks with Aurelio, I don’t give a fuck what I have to do.”
The next couple of hours fly by as we work through the details. No one has time to go home, and Valentina and I need suitable clothes. Matti has Eleanor send up a tailor, who arrives within twenty minutes with fifteen assistants and gets to work.
The chaos is overwhelming. All three guys are on the phone or talking to each other as they pull together men they trust for backup. Valentina is running her mouth non-stop, and I’m trying not to worry about what might happen tonight if Aurelio or Franco show up.
I can’t believe we’re trying to pull off something like this in a matter of hours, but no one else seems worried, so I keep my concerns to myself. Instead, I busy myself with looking through everything on Emily’s phone, smiling sometimes, sometimes brushing away tears.
She’s why I’m doing this. I don’t know what Emily’s plans were for this job, why she had the codes, why she sent them to me for safekeeping, but I’m going to see it through for her.
A couple hours later, when the tailor delivers the clothes, Matti sends everyone off to different suites in the building to get ready.
With the penthouse to ourselves, Matti pulls me into his arms, his thumb brushing my cheek.
“Don’t worry, kitten. It’s not as complicated as it sounds,” he says, kissing my hair .
His arms are so strong and warm, and it feels good to snuggle into his chest. And safe. “I know. It’s just… I’ve never committed a crime before.”
Matti laughs. “Not true. You stole how many bags of evidence from a crime scene? And you weren’t exactly going the speed limit when you hauled ass out of there.”
I flush. “That’s not the same thing. I don’t want to get arrested tonight.”
Matti scoffs. “No chance. The entire NYPD could be there watching us, and we’d walk out of there without a problem. Franco might show up—might—but if he does, Valentina will keep him busy. We’ll be long gone by the time Aurelio arrives. Easy in and out.”
I look up at him skeptically. “You’re sure?”
“Kitten, you’re worried about the wrong thing,” he says with a wicked grin. “Have you had that plug in so long that you forgot what I have planned for you?”
I bite the inside of my lip and avert my eyes. “I took it out when the tailor came over,” I say softly. Inside, butterflies flutter in my stomach, waiting for his response, hoping this earns me a punishment.
He lifts an eyebrow sternly, a smile playing on his lips. “Bad girl,” he murmurs.
Taking my hand, he leads me back through his bedroom to the ensuite. “You’re ready to graduate,” he says, opening a drawer and pulling out a butt plug that is far larger than the ones I’ve been using.
“What? We’re about to leave. You want me to have that thing in my ass while we commit a robbery? That’s insane,” I hiss.
Matti moves in close, pinning me up against the bathroom counter. His hard cock is pressed into my stomach, and he leans down to kiss me so softly that I practically melt right there on the bathroom floor.
He slides his thumbs into the waistband of my jeans, catching my panties with them. I gasp as he pulls them down over my ass, the cold marble counter top on my bare skin as he removes them entirely.
Grasping one of my ass cheeks in each of his hands, he spreads them apart, looking behind me at my reflection in the mirror. “Beautiful,” he murmurs.
When he looks down at me, his eyes are feral, needy, and his voice is low and gravelly. “Fuck, Siena. I want to come deep inside your ass, kitten. If I go slow, we can skip the plug and do this right now.”
Fuck me. Everything in me wants to give this man everything he asks for, but the power he has handed to me is intoxicating, too—not to mention a nice change from the way he announced our engagement without ever actually proposing.
I hook my finger in the collar of his t-shirt and pull him down to me, my head tilted back so that his lips meet mine, but before he can kiss me I whisper, “We can’t be late, my love.”
He groans into my mouth, his fingertips digging into my ass, his hard cock painfully pushing into my stomach. I almost lose my resolve.
“Help me get ready?” I ask lightly, like it’s nothing to push him back, nothing to watch him comply, staring at me with intense blue eyes dark with desire.
Narrowing his gaze at me, he turns me around roughly. The counter digs into my hip bones, and he slides open the drawer next to me. “If you won’t take my dick in your ass, then your training continues.”
He uncaps a bottle of lube and pours it all over the toy. I jump when the cold liquid hits between my ass cheeks. Going slowly, he pushes a finger up to the first knuckle into my ass, reaching around to rub my clit.
“Matti!” I watch in the mirror as my pupils dilate.
Matti watches my face change in the mirror, too, a low guttural rumbling reverberating low in his chest so strongly that I can feel it. “Relax, kitten. I’ve got you. Open up and let me in. Be my good girl.”
He continues to push his fingertip in and out of me, going deeper each time. My breath bounces out like I’m sobbing. “Matti, please. Please.” He slowly maneuvers another finger into my ass, and I cry out, pushing back against him, then pulling away, fucking his fingers hard and fast.
“Fuck, Siena,” he growls, as I moan and move my hips in a circle, sliding up and down. He abruptly stops rubbing my clit and pushes two fingers inside my dripping pussy, fucking my ass and pussy in tandem.
When he pulls his fingers out of my ass and replaces it with the tip of the butt plug, I push back against him, our eyes locked in the mirror.
With intense precision, he pushes the plug all the way in, and I moan, “Oh God, Matti, I need you. Please. Please, Matti.”
“I know, kitten,” he growls.
Within seconds, he’s unzipped and pushing his cock inside my pussy. I’m dripping wet and he slides his full length into me, filling me up with a delicious burn.
Gasping, I jerk my head up, meeting his wicked gaze in the mirror.
His eyes flash as he grimaces, pulling out and shoving all the way back in.
“I’ve been wanting your sweet pussy all day, Siena.
It’s like you broke me. I can’t go more than a few hours without being inside you. Without coming inside you.”
My jaw is hanging open and I can barely see straight, so full of the plug and his cock. “Harder. Hurry,” I grit out. “Can’t. Be. Late.” I’m so close to coming. I gasp out the words with each thrust.
He stops moving, and I look at him in the mirror. Cocking his head at me, he grins, and I narrow my eyes at him in irritation. What is he doing?
“You’re right,” he says nonchalantly. Without warning, he pulls out of me, leaving me gasping again, but this time for a different reason.
I whip around to face him, angry. “What the fuck?”
That frustrating smirk stays glued on his face as he presses his hard cock against my stomach.
“What’s wrong?” he asks with mock concern, bending his knees and sliding his cock between the top of my thighs.
I hit his chest, trying to push him away. “Why do you think you get to call the shots all the time?”
Dipping his head down, he softly bites the nape of my neck and grips me so hard he bruises my ass, his cock rubbing against my clit. Fuck, he feels so good.
“You are always in control, kitten. Always.”
“Doesn’t feel like it,” I breathe, letting my head hang back as he kisses further down my chest and allows me to grind against the hard ridge of his cock.
He lifts his head and laughs. “Are you mad because you don’t want to be fucked right now or because you do?”
Snapping my head back up, I glare at him. “You’d better watch yourself. I’ve been told I have the blood of the cursed running through my veins.”
I’m only half kidding. This new power is waking up in me, and I have no intention of going back to the old way. I like being dominated by Matti. But right now I need him to get me off, and I need him to do it now.
His face darkens as he looks at me for a moment. “Then we have something in common,” he growls.
Before I can respond, he reaches down and hooks his arms under my legs, lifting me up so that I’m folded in half, the backs of my thighs pressed against his chest and feet pointed toward the ceiling.
I’m scared that the butt plug is going to push right out of me, but he slams my ass down on the counter, shoving it back in hard.
“Matti!” My pussy is pressed against his cock, and I throw my hands back on the counter to stop myself from falling back into the mirror as he pushes his full length deep inside.
With his hands clasped behind my back, holding me in place, he pounds my pussy, sending bone shaking shivers through my body with each thrust. “Fuck, you’re beautiful, Siena,” he groans, his eyes a glittering deep blue.
“Fuck whatever curse we were born under. I’m your shield, and you’re mine. All. Fucking. Mine.”
I can’t even think, much less speak, nailed in place by his hard gaze as well as his cock.
That familiar heat spreads through my body, building to the crescendo I so desperately need. “Matti, I’m going to come!”
Before the words are out of my mouth, he’s coming hard, filling my pussy with so much cum that it seeps out around his cock and drips down my splayed open pussy to my ass perched on the counter. He stops moving, staying deep inside me .
“What the fuck?” I gasp out, realizing that I’ve been holding my breath, right on the edge of getting off.
“Punishment, kitten. You come when I say you come,” he growls, but he still doesn’t move, staying balls deep inside of me.
“Then what are you doing?” I snap. My tailbone is grinding into the granite countertop and I’m starting to lose feeling in my legs and feet.
“Doing my part to bring the next generation of cursed souls into the world.”
I roll my eyes. We both know I have an implant, so pregnancy is not happening.
“Great. Don’t move,” I say, rocking my hips back and forth as much as I can, trying to get the friction I need to do this myself.
He dips his head down, dropping a kiss on my forehead, and pulls out. “Can’t be late, kitten.”