26
LUCA
“ Y ou know this is a bad idea, right?”
Sera glares at me from the passenger seat. Once again, I’ve found myself whipping so fast from complacent to frustrated that I’m just asking for an injury. It’s like one second I’m pulled into Sera’s orbit, reveling in this connection we have, and the next, I’m on a collision course set for destruction. I don’t know at what point I thought this was going to be easy. Sera is already ‘something’ with Levi—whatever that ‘something’ is, I’m not sure I want to get in the way.
On the other hand, Sera has made it very clear that she wants both of us. It’s unconventional, sure, and I can’t say it’s something I’m easily agreeable to. But Sera just needs a little nudge. I’m not so sure if that’s possible right now, though.
“You know you can just keep your mouth shut, right?” she quips.
I smirk back. I do enjoy the fiery attitude. It’s definitely a dick stirrer.
I navigate my Maserati up the driveway to Sera’s home, all the while glancing back at my furious leader. She has been silent the whole ride up, which is understandable since I made it clear before we stepped foot into the Vulture’s bar that this was a mistake. I should have known that once Sera sets her mind to something, there’s no room for negotiation.
Shutting the engine off, I expect Sera to tell me to leave. To my surprise, she pushes out of the car without a word and marches away from me.
“Sera!” I huff out, following her inside. “You must see where I’m coming from. The Vultures have been stalking you and your businesses. They tried to take you out for fuck’s sake!”
“Do you seriously think I have forgotten?” Sera snaps, spinning around so fast she almost collides with me. “I still have a goddamn bandage on my arm from their bullet!”
“Then why did you offer a truce?”
“I’m not doing this with you, Luca.” Her tired eyes find mine. I never got to see the photo she held, but I did see how she reacted to it. Whatever she saw can’t have been good, but I’m under no illusions that it’s completely innocent. The Vultures could have had this all planned out with the Verdis. There’s no end to what that family can do and with the right tools, they could easily have doctored a photo.
The whole conversation between Sera and the gang leader doesn’t sit right with me. Call me a skeptic, but a guy like that should have fought a hell of a lot harder before giving in to the Verdi’s demands.
“Can you ask Raf to run some checks on the Verdi’s movements? If they have?—“
“You’re really doing this?” I throw her a stern look. “You’re really going to get involved with the Vultures?”
“I don’t have a choice! You heard them, Luca. It’s her or me, and I happen to like being alive!” She’s visibly shaking, her entire body going rigid. I’ve rarely seen true fear on her face, but as she stands in front of me, my gut twists for her.
“Hey!” I rush forward, bracing her face between my palms. “None of us are going to let anything happen to you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Sera closes her eyes, taking deep breaths. Her palms slide against mine like this is what she wanted, what she needed.
“But the Vultures can’t be trusted! ”
Her eyes snap open. All remnants of the soft interaction have been replaced with a sharp glare that could cut through steel.
“Who can?” she bites back, shoving me away.
I release a sigh that breaks a little of the tension filling the room. I don’t mean to come across like a dick, but she’s a leader, and she’s leading herself to her own death.
“You wanted to know what the Verdis had on the gang, and you’ve got it.”
“You promised them something we can’t deliver!” I feel like I’m fighting a losing battle. All I want is for Sera to see that she hasn’t thought this plan through. There are so many holes, so many variables to what could go wrong and without a solid plan, we’re basically sitting ducks. “This wasn’t a part of the plan!”
“No,” she screams at me. “ I’ve made a promise that I intend to keep! If you’re not willing to help, you know where the door is.”
A blanket of frustration lays over us. We’re both stubborn, both in denial over shit we can’t control, and neither one of us is willing to back down.
After a beat, Sera sighs, her shoulders slumping with defeat as she waves me off and heads for the stairs. I hesitate for a moment, stuck somewhere between being polite and pissed off, and I already know which emotion is going to win this battle.
I decide within a matter of seconds. Hot on her tail and eager for answers, I march after her.
“You’re so fucking infuriating!” I growl.
Sera spins around, diverting from her path to the bathroom and marching right for me instead. “And you’re not?” She punctuates her retort with a finger prodding my chest sharply.
I rub at the area because it actually fucking hurt.
“If I don’t do this, I’m going to be looking over my fucking shoulder constantly, until?—“
“You don’t get it, do you?” I step towards her but she counters with one of her own backwards. I move again. So does she. We continue the dance until her back is against the wall, her chest heaving with what I can only perceive as anger .
I don’t know how else I can make her understand, though. She still has time to back out. Nobody would think less of her for rethinking terms or even rescinding her side of the agreement. If I’m being honest, rescuing some girl isn’t going to do her any favors and it certainly won’t stop the Verdis. We don’t even know where they’ve supposedly got her hidden—if they even really have her.
“Understand what?” She tilts her head, big brown eyes looking up at me with so many questions.
Too many questions.
There’s only one answer I can give her, though, and I don’t know if it’s what she needs to hear.
She frowns, forcing the words to the tip of my tongue.
“I’m willing to do anything and everything to keep you safe. Is that not enough?”
Our eyes lock for a breathless moment. Time moves at a slower pace, my reactions sluggish as Sera hooks her arm around my neck and slams her mouth to mine.
It’s a hot mess of tongues and desperation. Her need wars with the kiss, consuming me in its wake. I devour her, equally hungry for more of this moment, more of her. Bianchi is like a storm you try to run from. You know she’ll destroy you if you’re not careful, but there’s also the possibility of salvation.
Maybe that’s what we both need.
Her hand reaches for my belt, fumbling clumsily at it until it’s open. With our lips still connected, she claws at my shirt, peeling my jacket off my shoulders urgently. I don’t know what the fuck is happening or how the hell we got here, but my dick is definitely here for it. It’s not until Sera pulls away that I finally catch my breath, realization sinking in of what she wants.
She steps out of her pants, kicking them away, all the while staring at me like she’s about to win a prize.
I should feel some sense of pride in that, but I’m still harboring a mixture of emotions. Levi. The Vultures.
I shake my head, lunging forward and claiming Sera’ s lips like never before. A whimper escapes her, her thighs wrapping around my waist as I pin her against the wall.
It’s a rush of movement as I free my cock and slide it into her. Usually I’d spend a little longer teasing the woman I’m about to fuck, but Sera is so fucking hot and horny that I can’t control myself.
“Yes!” she cries out, throwing her head back against the wall.
I glide back out of her soaked cunt, my forehead resting between her neck and shoulder as I thrust into her again. It’s hot and dirty, a fuck fuelled with desperation. I’m not sure why; maybe it’s the need to feel something or just be close. Maybe it’s the need to forget. If it’s the latter, it’s working, because I’m slowly forgetting why the hell I came in here in the first place.
Sera scrapes her nails down my chest. The sting of broken skin only spurs me on and I groan out as my dick hardens even more.
Her inner walls grip my cock, squeezing so tightly that I know this isn’t a marathon. It’s a fucking race and the finish line is fast approaching.
She clenches her thighs around me, causing my hips to punch faster. “Luca!” she pants.
I slam my lips onto hers in a bruising kiss, one that consumes the body and soul and swallows every delicious moan that leaves her lips. My cock is soaked, her cunt is tight. I grip her throat, leveraging her so I can fuck her harder, but Sera goes rigid.
My gaze snaps to hers.
Something similar to fear laces her eyes, her hand gripping my wrist as she tries to pull it away.
Cazzo.
Her words come back to me. “Luciano was my first… he was also my last… you know what he did.”
While I don’t know the exact details, I can hazard a guess by the way she’s clinging onto me. I relax my grip, slowing the pace of my thrusts as I lean down and kiss her lips softly. Nothing about this fuck is gentle, but I’m so absorbed in Bianchi, that I’m willing to be, just for her.
“Trust me, Dolcezza ,” I whisper, kissing her neck .
Slowly, Sera nods. It’s weak at first, but when I punch my hips deeper and harder each time, she finally gives in. A gravelly moan that makes me groan out in response is all she gives me. I’ll take it. Anything to let me know she’s not afraid, that she can relax and enjoy this.
Sliding my hand between us, I circle her nub with my thumb. I know I’ve hit the spot when she bites down on my shoulder, stifling another moan. I feel her walls clench and throb around my cock, and the mixture of pain and being so deep inside Sera soon has me tumbling over the edge. My body jerks, my dick pulses, and on a low rumble, I paint her insides with my cum.
I continue kissing her, grinding into her. My name falls from her lips in a scream, her body convulsing and shuddering as she reaches her climax shortly after me. She’s the perfect image of ethereal beauty. Her face is etched in pleasure, a beautiful masterpiece of serene bliss. I could happily stay like this, seated to the hilt inside of her, fucking her raw, listening to Sera’s pants and sighs as she steadies her breath.
She rests her forehead against mine, her arms still locked around my neck.
“Holy shit, Bianchi,” I breathe out.
Sera’s own voice is choppy with broken breaths, her chest heaving against mine as she smiles back at me. “You can’t tell me that was a mistake.”
I shake my head.
She’s fucking right.
Something about this feels right; too right.
I know I’m an asshole for doing this. She’s got something going on with Levi, but I just can’t seem to find the energy to care.
Especially after that fuck.
Damn, if every time with Sera is like this, I’m never going to be able to think straight again.
Sera unwraps her legs from around my waist, slowly sliding down my body until her feet hit the floor. Before she has the chance to move away, I tip her chin up, pressing the softest kiss to her swollen lips. “Definitely not a mistake.”