Chapter 11
11
DOMENICO
“ R afa—”
“You’re like my brother, Domenico,” Rafa seethed, interrupting me before I could say anything else. “I trusted you with my life, with Gabbi’s life! How could you take advantage of her like this, pezzo di merda ? She’s just a kid?—”
“Excuse me?!” Gabriella interjected, shoving her hands onto her hips and glaring daggers at her brother.
But he ignored her and continued shouting at me. “And as if that wasn’t bad enough, you deliberately disobeyed orders! I told you to keep her safe and not lay a hand on her. I’ve killed men for a fuck of a lot less.”
“Rafa!” Gabriella gasped.
“It wasn’t like I jumped into bed with her, Rafa,” I growled. “I am well aware that Gabriella shouldn’t be with me, but I can’t change what’s happened.”
“Bullshit,” Rafa snarled. “You two are done as of right now.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but Gabriella stomped between us, facing her brother and poking him in the chest viciously as she yelled, “I’m an adult, Rafa. A grown woman who can make her own decisions. Neither you nor Mico get to decide who I’m allowed to be with. It’s my choice. Mine .”
“Rafa.” Leo walked through the door, halting our heated discussion. His eyes slid over me, then Gabriella, and finally Rafa. “ Cazzo ,” he muttered under his breath.
Rafa’s eyes narrowed at Leo’s reaction, but my brother didn’t give him the chance to question it. “We need to go. Now. Oswald is making a move.”
“Does he know where Gabbi is?” Rafa questioned as he withdrew a cell phone from his pocket and typed out a quick text.
“Not from what we can tell, but this shit needs to be handled before it escalates any further.”
I knew neither man would say anything more with Gabriella listening, and I wanted more information. Besides, I was considering giving my brother a lobotomy so he wouldn’t remember seeing Gabbi in nothing but my shirt. “Gabriella, why don’t you go put on some clothes.”
It was phrased as a question, but my tone made it clear that it wasn’t a request. She glanced between the three of us and let out a frustrated sound before spinning around and stomping back to the bedroom.
“I don’t have time to explain,” Leo informed me before I could ask.
“Go wait in the car,” Rafa told him, keeping his eyes trained on me.
Leo’s expression was somewhat sympathetic, but he turned and walked out without another word.
Rafa’s dark eyes were nearly black as he stared at me. His voice was cold and detached as he said, “This isn’t over.”
I wasn’t being confronted by my friend and surrogate brother anymore. I was standing in the sights of the one they called the Devil. The King of South.
Staying silent seemed like my best bet if I wanted to keep breathing, so I simply nodded.
“Keep her safe, and you just might not lose your life, capisci ?”
“I fucked up in not coming to you before I let things get out of hand with Gabriella,” I admitted. “But my loyalty to The Family hasn’t changed. Especially when it comes to Gabriella. I would die before I let anyone hurt her.”
Rafa’s eyes flickered toward the bedroom before meeting mine once more. “I don’t know where we stand yet, Domenico. But I trust you to protect her.”
“ Grazie ,” I murmured.
He nodded, then turned and walked out the door. A button on the outside keypad beside the door beeped, and the alarm system engaged.
I inhaled slowly, trying to regain all of my composure before I dealt with my woman. She was bound to be in a snit over what had just happened. But I didn’t give a shit about anything except her claims that I had no say over who she belonged to. We were gonna clear that shit up real fucking fast.
Before I could follow her to the bedroom, Gabriella came through the door and calmly walked across the room and into the kitchen. I waited to see what she would say until it became obvious she was ignoring me.
“Quit sulking, sole mio ,” I grunted.
As expected, her head whipped up, and she glared at me, but her outrage simmered and died when she clocked the expression on my face.
I prowled over to the kitchen, my eyes locked on her. She backed up a few steps until she hit the counter and found herself trapped when I crowded her against it. “Let’s talk about your little outburst from earlier, mia peperina tutta fuoco .”
Gabriella lifted her chin stubbornly, but I saw the spark of heat in her eyes that seemed to come out whenever I spoke to her in deep, intense tones.
“Are you referring to when my brother and my man were talking about who I’m allowed to be with right in front of me? As if they had any say in?—”
Her words ended in a little yelp when I grasped her waist and lifted her. I set her sexy little ass on the granite marble top, then wedged myself between her legs. “Let’s try this again, sole mio . Who do you belong to?”
She chewed on her lip as she contemplated her answer, probably wondering just how far to push before making her point got her a cherry red ass.
“You’re dangerously close to earning another spanking, sole mio . Now answer the question.”
“You,” she sighed as she traced the line of hair from my navel to the edge of the towel with her nail.
She smirked when my dick jumped, and a shiver raced down my spine. “ Fuoco, sole mio ,” I warned. “You’re playing with fire.”
She bit her bottom lip, and I used my thumb to pull it free, then nibbled on the plump flesh with my teeth.
“To be clear,” I growled, “I will absolutely tell you who to be with. You made your choice when you let me pop your cherry with the taste of your pussy on my tongue.”
Her breathing picked up as I dragged my mouth along her jaw, up to her ear.
“You’re mine,” I murmured before licking the shell, then burying my face in her hair to hide my smirk when I felt her shiver this time.
My hands rested on her hips, and I gave them a gentle squeeze before I slid my palms up her stomach to cup her incredible tits.
“Say it, sole mio ,” I rumbled as I kneaded them, my thumbs brushing lightly across the hard peaks. She gasped, and I took her mouth in a deep kiss before demanding once again, “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours, Mico,” she panted. “All yours.”
One of my hands made its way down to her center and cupped her pussy. “ Altroché ,” I rasped, smacking her ass hard.
I palmed both cheeks and dragged her forward until her pussy was pressed against my hard cock. With only a towel and her little panties between us, the heat from her sex sent a flash fire all over my body.
She moaned and placed her hands on my sides, but then her fingers dug into my flesh as she leaned back and stared up at me.
“And you’re mine,” she stated, her tone filled with steel, every bit a DeLuca. My badass Mafia princess.
“There will never be anyone else for me, sole mio ,” I murmured, grinding my hardness into her and placing hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her neck.
She tried to scoot even closer, but I held her just far enough back to continue teasing her with a taste of what was yet to come.
“Why are you torturing me?” she groaned, digging in her nails so deep that I winced.
Fuck, that’s hot.
I chuckled darkly. “You want me, sole ?”
“Maybe.” I scowled, and she smirked, her brown eyes twinkling merrily. “I guess you’ll do.”
Oh, sweet little sun, two can play this game .
“Well, don’t settle on my account. I’ll just—” I let go of her and took a step back, but her legs immediately wrapped around my waist.
“No!” she yelped. “I’ll be good, I promise!”
Mentally grinning, I canted my head to the side. “To be clear, Gabriella, every time you make me ask, you earn a spanking. Now, do you want me, mia peperina tutta fuoco ?”
She nodded vigorously and used her hands and legs to try to pull me closer. “Yes, Mico. I need you. Only you.”
“Better fucking be only me,” I snarled before crashing my mouth down over hers.
Intense feelings of possession rose to the surface. Words weren’t enough anymore. I needed to show Gabriella who she belonged to. I wanted to mark her heart and her soul, to claim her in every way.
Continuing to kiss her, I removed her legs from around my waist, then drew her panties down her legs and yanked them off. I hissed in pleasure and pain when her fingers brushed my over-sensitive dick as she released the knot on my towel. When my cock sprang free, I groaned in relief. I was painfully hard, and the fabric had been rubbing uncomfortably against my shaft.
My eyes locked with hers as I slid two fingers up her center. “So fucking wet. My hot little pussy is ready to be fucked.”
Gabriella whimpered, and her legs fell open even wider, causing a wicked smile to slice across my face. I teased her center with the fat head of my dick, and her hands dove into my hair, clenching the curls and holding me close as I went back to devouring her lips.
The swollen tip slid across her clit before I nudged it into her dripping sex. She gasped into my mouth, and I swallowed the sound as the kiss turned wild and frantic with need.
Come was already oozing from my shaft. I wasn’t going to last much longer, so I grabbed her ass and held her in place as I plunged into her, driving deep until I was completely sheathed.
“Fuck!” I barked as her inner walls spasmed.
Gabriella shuddered and cried out. “Mico! Yes!”
I tangled my fingers in her dark hair, drawing her head back and exposing her throat. When she tried to move, I growled and clenched the silky strands to keep her in place while I licked and sucked at her neck.
Finesse had never been in my repertoire, but Gabriella constantly reduced me to a fucking animal. It was the only time in my life when I couldn’t keep the slightest control of my emotions. I was driven by my need as I started pounding in and out, the tight grip of her pussy fighting my cock each time I withdrew.
“You feel so fucking amazing, Gabriella,” I groaned.
“Harder,” she whispered raggedly.
“You want me to fuck you hard, sole mio ?” I purred, slowing down to a torturous pace, knowing it would drive my fiery little Italian crazy. Her lips twisted in frustration, and her eyes glared daggers when she saw the teasing glint in mine. “My pussy,” I stated. “Say it.”
“If I do, will you make me come?” she asked suspiciously.
I smirked as I continued to penetrate her with slow, even strokes. “Perhaps.”
“ Figlio di puttana ,” Gabriella cursed under her breath but not low enough that I didn’t hear.
I gripped her hair a little harder, and the hand still on her ass clenched. “That’s not very nice, sole mio . That sassy mouth of yours is going to earn you a spanking.”
Gabriella pouted, but I came to a stop and just smiled. “Whose pussy is this?”
She let out a cute little growl and wiggled her hips, but when I didn’t budge, she sighed. “Yours. It’s your pussy. Now will you please, for the love of every saint in heaven, let me come, stronzo ?”
Hmm. Desperate for my cock was a good look for her. “Put your legs around me, sole mio .”
When she complied, I let go of her hair and slipped my hands under her ass before stepping back so she wasn’t sitting on the counter any longer. Then I brought my palm down hard on one of her cheeks with a loud crack. I was tempted to check if I’d left my print on her smooth skin, but I didn’t want to pull out of her tight center.
She yelped and stared at me with wide eyes. I raised an eyebrow and drawled, “I warned you about that smart mouth, Gabriella.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she opened her mouth.
“I’d think twice before you speak, sole . You’ll probably just earn yourself an ass so raw you won’t be able to sit tomorrow.”
Gabriella’s skin flushed, and I almost smiled when I saw how conflicted she was over her reaction.
“There’s nothing wrong with being turned on by a little spanking, mia peperina tutta fuoco ,” I told her as I turned and strode over to an empty wall, then shoved her up against it. My hips held her in place as I went back to thrusting, finally quickening my pace. Gabriella cried out, and I groaned when desire burst into a fiery rage, engulfing us in its flames. My fists slammed onto the wall on both sides of her head, and I buried my face in her neck.
“Mico!” she screamed. “Yes! Oh, yes! I’m so close!”
Bending my knees just a little was enough to change the angle of my thrusts so I hit just the right spot every time, I slid in and out of her snug pussy. She clamped down hard on my thick cock as she neared her release.
“Yeah, baby. That’s it. Fuck! Take all that cock, sole mio ,” I rasped. “Oh, yeah, fuck! Just like that. Yes! Fuck!”
I bit down on the skin of her neck and licked the spot to soothe the sting before drawing it back into my mouth and sucking hard. Then I did it again, leaving my brand all over her curves.
Gabriella began to chant my name as her body grew increasingly taut, and her fingers yanked my hair, sending little pricks of pleasure and pain straight to my groin.
My spine tingled, and my balls drew up, so I reached for the last of my control. Her pussy was already milking come from my dick, but I wasn’t ready to completely let go.
Without warning, I pulled out and spun her around so her back was to my front. With a hand on each thigh, I spread her legs wide so I could stare down at her bare, juicy sex.
“Mine,” I growled as I spanked her pussy.
Gabriella screamed and began to shake uncontrollably. I moved us to the counter again, then pushed on her back, urging her to bend forward.
“Hold on, Gabriella," I ordered.
Her round, sexy little ass was on display, and I slapped each cheek just so I would get to see my handprint on her unmarred skin. I hadn’t expected it to ignite my possessive instincts like a fucking forest fire, but the last threads holding me back were singed. I was consumed with hunger, focused only on fucking my woman until she was screaming my name before I stuffed her full of my come.
I curled my arms around her thighs and raised her hips up so her feet were just off the ground, then I bent my knees and drove my dick up into her pussy again. Merda! At this angle, I was so deep the tip of my cock hit her womb as I bottomed out.
Gabriella was right at the edge, shaking with need and ready to explode. I slammed into her four more times, and when I knew I was seconds from blowing, I put her on her feet again and guided her up so she was once again standing with her back to my front. I slipped my hands between her legs and pushed them open, dipping a finger between her pussy lips to find her hard little bundle of nerves and pinch it. Then I slapped her pussy one last time.
She exploded like a fucking bomb, screaming so loud I was glad there were no neighbors nearby. If anyone heard my woman climaxing, they wouldn’t live to remember it.
Gabriella’s pussy squeezed the fuck out of my cock as she shuddered and throbbed through her orgasm. With one final thrust, I roared as I blew apart inside her, releasing surge after surge of hot come and filling her so full it dripped down her legs.
As I emptied inside her, I knew I was handing over my heart and soul to her. And I wanted to own hers as well. But it was the wrong time and place to talk about emotional shit.
As the last waves of my orgasm passed, my legs felt unsteady, but I had just enough strength to scoop Gabriella into my arms and carry her back to the bedroom.
I pulled back the covers and gently set her in the bed before lying down beside her and wrapping her in my arms.
“I…” I trailed off, unsure what exactly to say. Gabriella owned every part of me. But I wasn’t sure if I could tell her I loved her. Was I even capable of loving someone? Sure, I loved my parents and my brother, but I’d always suspected my heart didn’t work quite right.
Then again…I’d never met someone who had torn down my walls and ripped away the chains that I kept locked around my emotions. But love…? I wasn’t sure. And I refused to lie to her. So I gave her the most honest words I could.
“You are everything to me, Gabriella DeLuca,” I murmured. “You own me.”