7. Obi
OBI
Thirty minutes later, we finished our conversation.
Ryuji and Caspian would take charge of our men on the ground.
Ciel and Wynn would work on reconnaissance.
Volpe would provide his information, and Leona and I would work on controlling the gun smuggling and calling in my contacts when we needed them.
Defeating the Camorra would take every piece of planning—every contact—I had.
Leona stood from where she’d sat cross-legged on the floor and stretched her arms above her head. “I want to take a shower. Think the hot water works?”
Without waiting for an answer, she waltzed out of the living room toward the stairs. I cast one last look at Volpe before I followed her out.
Her hips swayed as she walked up the stairs. Every few steps she looked over her shoulder, smirking when she saw me following. Upstairs, she peeked her head into room after room until she deemed one acceptable. I trailed her inside, like a predator stalking its prey, shutting the door behind me.
Every bedroom in this house had an attached bathroom, so it didn’t matter which she chose, but she chose the one I’d planned to give her.
It had the largest bathroom, with a remodeled shower that would fit at least four of us, an enormous clawfoot bathtub, marble fixtures, and sleek countertops.
When the realtor had sent me pictures of the space, I’d immediately imagined her in here.
We had room for everyone in this house. If she wanted her space, she had it. If not, she’d find a bed in any of the other five choices.
Perhaps six.
If no one had killed him by then.
My jaw ticked, and my fingers flexed at my sides.
Volpe’s tattoo and his actions to protect her were making his true feelings increasingly clear.
Since the moment I’d watched him chase after her at her family’s mansion the night of her birthday, I had despised him.
He’d hurt her time and time again, but clearly he’d also protected her.
He’d been with her on the Albanian ship.
He’d comforted her in some of her lowest moments, when none of us could.
He’d killed Arion Vokshi without question, as the rest of us would have done.
He was clearly in love with her, even if neither of them could admit it yet. I wasn’t sure what that meant or how I felt about it. At the current moment, I didn’t quite care.
From the threshold of the bathroom, I watched Leona peel off layer after layer of clothes, letting them drop to the floor at her feet.
She knew I was watching, knew I had followed, but it wasn’t until she reached into the shower to turn on the water and let it heat that she turned and looked over her bare shoulder.
“Care to join me?”
A smile pulled up the corner of my mouth. I crossed my hands over my chest and let my eyes rove over her naked form, cataloguing every piece of that delectable figure. “You are the most beautiful creature.”
Her cheeks flushed pink. “And I’m all yours.”
My cock twitched in my pants. I prowled forward, pulling my shirt over my head. “Mine. Nke’m.”
My arm wrapped around her waist as I pulled her flush against me, dipping my head to take her lips in a slow kiss. For now, in these stolen moments, time ceased to exist. We weren’t facing countless dangers. There was only us.
“Is your arm okay?” she asked.
I glanced at the laceration from the mercenary’s bullet. I’d have to replace the bandages after this shower. “It will heal fine. I’d rather focus on you.”
Her soft lips molded to mine. The feel of her skin was magic beneath my hands, soft and supple yet firm with muscle and strength. She shivered as I dragged my fingertips down her ribs, dipping lower and lower until I cupped her ass.
Any time our safety was threatened, all those feelings of losing my parents, almost losing my siblings, almost losing Leona herself, flashed through my head.
Even with all the plans and the image I tried to portray to my brothers, my mind felt…
unsteady. Fearful. I had worked too hard for all of it to crumble beneath my fingertips now.
I would let no other harm come to our family.
Adrenaline had pumped through my veins since the moment those alarms went off at the penthouse last night. Now, it slipped away, leaving behind an empty anxiety I refused to allow. Instead, I would bury myself in her body.
Steam from the shower fogged the mirror when I finally pulled away. She wound her arms around my neck and squeezed. “Thank you for the house.”
My lips dusted across her hairline. “I’ll buy you anything you wish.”
“All I need is you and the guys.”
“You need safety, shelter, sustenance, sleep, water—”
“Yes, thank you for listing the hierarchy of needs,” she said with a roll of her eyes and a smile. She tweaked my nose, and the playful gesture made my mouth quirk. “You know what I meant.”
I ducked my head into her neck and kissed the divot of her collarbone. “I know.”
“Obi,” she said, drawing my eye as she cupped my cheek. “We’ve got this. You know that, right?”
“I have spent my entire life preparing for this fight,” I responded. “All of my work, all of my preparations, have all led here. There is no other option but victory.”
“I know, but I’m saying…” She trailed off, and her fingers curled against my neck.
Gently, she let her nails drag against my skin.
It lit my nerves on fire. “You’ve been planning their downfall to give us safety, but we’re safest when we’re together.
The Camorra are a threat, but we’re strongest when we’re a unit.
That’s the part that matters. You trust us, right? ”
My nose nudged hers. “Of course I do.”
“You won’t shut us out again?” she asked. “Planning behind our backs?”
“I won’t.”
“What happens after? When we’ve won?”
“Then we live in peace.” When I own the empire they created, then all will be right. No one could threaten us again.
Her lips pursed while her eyes flicked around my face. “Their power might come from their money, or their bribery, or whatever the hell it is. Our power comes from our family working together and keeping each other safe. Just…don’t lose sight of what’s most important.”
“I won’t.” The only thing that mattered was a future for our family.
She nodded. Her voice dropped low. “What do you think of Max? He’s—”
“Shh.” I pressed my lips to hers, hard and fast, silencing her. “I do not wish to speak of Volpe. Our problems can wait until you’ve come on my tongue and my cock, buried deep inside you.”
I stripped the rest of the clothes from my body, opened the door to the shower, and pulled her under the warm spray of the water with me.
This morning, I had called Ryuji’s realtor to ensure all the utilities in this house would work.
Heat, gas, electricity, water. We were speeding up the process, but money greased many wheels.
The realtor assured me he could get it done, and the running hot water was proof.
She groaned against me as the water rolled over both our bodies. “I love hot showers.”
“I know,” I said with a smirk. The water bill at the penthouse had spiked since she moved in with us, but it wasn’t like it mattered. I would give her the world, and as many hot showers as she desired.
Her face transformed with a dreamy shower as she let the water cascade over her. “You’re always watching me, aren’t you?”
“Always.”
“So you can buy me new things.”
I nipped her bottom lip. “So I can provide for you. So you can have all your heart’s desires. The future mother of my children deserves no less.”
Her breath hitched and her fingernails crawled up the back of my neck. “I already have all my heart desires.”
“Let me give you more.” She giggled when I pressed a palm against her chest, holding her against the tile of the shower.
I knelt before her, kissing a line down her stomach to the heat between her legs. Her head tilted back while I swiped my tongue through her slickness. “Lift your leg and put it over my shoulder.”
“Obi,” she whined, fingers digging into my shoulder to keep herself steady. I had never loved my name as much as I did hearing it spill from her lips.
“Do as I ask.” I pulled on her thigh. “Now, Leona.”
Her leg rested on my shoulder, giving me perfect access to her beautiful body.
My tongue drew through her slowly, so I could taste her fully.
I wanted to consume her, to devour her. To take my fill of her pleasure.
To push all thoughts of everything and anyone else out of her mind—just for the time we had.
She rocked against my face, but I kept my pace slow at first, letting her body relax and warm up to my touch. Her breaths came faster, matching the sounds that came from deep within her chest. I let my tongue circle and flick against her clit.
“Yes,” she breathed. “Right there. Please.”
I pumped a finger inside her while sucking on her at the same time. She spiraled tighter and tighter, pussy clenching. Every touch, every taste, drew us both closer to coming apart.
I pulled my tongue from her clit to press slow, reverent kisses on her inner thigh. I wanted this to last. I wanted her to beg for me by the time it was done. I wanted my brothers to come searching for fear that we’d gone missing, only to find me lost in her instead.
“You’re teasing me,” she whispered.
“I am enjoying you.”
“Wynn likes to edge me.”
“I understand why completely.”
“Obi, come on,” she said with a groan as I let my lips return to her clit. Two fingers slipped inside her, parting into a V to stretch her, prepare her for me. I groaned against her entrance, spearing my tongue inside her along with my fingers.
She bit her lip, rolling her eyes back in her head, as she withheld the sounds of her pleasure.
I bit her thigh. “Stop holding back. This is our home now. I will hear you here.”
She huffed. “You told me before no one else can hear me, see me, except you all. We have someone else in our house.”
The question of Max Volpe frustrated me, but circumstances had changed since I last had to punish Leona for losing her control around him. The tattoo on his back was only another piece of evidence that pointed toward his affection for her, despite his transgressions.
“Things have changed,” I finally answered. “But I need to hear you come undone. Our guest will mind his business, or he’ll have Ryu and me to deal with.”
Then I sucked her clit into my mouth and pushed three fingers inside her pussy.
Her strangled cry was music to my ears, echoing off the walls of our shower. My cock throbbed between my legs, begging to be buried in her sweet warmth.
“More.” Her whimpers were high, and I knew the crescendo of her sounds well enough to know she was close. “I want you in me. I need you.”
“You will come on my face and my fingers first,” I murmured.
“Oh, God.” Her eyes screwed shut.
The orgasm stole the breath from her lungs. Her leg went tight around my shoulder while her pussy fluttered around me. I licked her through it, swallowing the taste of her, relishing in the waves of her pleasure. When she came down, her eyes opened, and she stared down at me on my knees before her.
A king only kneels for his queen.
Her hand cupped my cheek, brushing a thumb across it before it clasped my chin and she gently tugged.
I stood, meeting her lips with a surge, then pushed her up against the shower wall.
Her body molded to mine as I lifted her and pressed my body between her legs.
The wet warmth of her skin slid against mine in the water, and I groaned into the softness of her neck.
“I will never get enough of you.” I dragged my nose up her neck while my thumbs played with her peaked nipples.
“I need you, Obi.” Her fingers scratched down my spine. “All of you.”
I dragged my length through her pussy, rutting against her, pinning her to the wall. I wanted to fill her with my cum over and over. Eternity with her in my arms would not be enough.
“Please,” she begged, grinding against me. She was perfect, so ready, so wet.
I lined up the head of my cock and pushed inside, just an inch. She whimpered.
“I want the entire house to hear you,” I said. “All of them.”
All of them.
I wanted Volpe to hear her, but I couldn’t fathom why.
Maybe so he would know she was ours.
With a firm thrust, I seated myself completely inside her.
Her moan echoed through the bathroom. Her pussy was a vice, strangling my cock and pulling a groan from my lips.
I buried myself in her over and over. Every nerve in my body was on fire.
She consumed me. I thirsted for her, and the need was unquenchable.
My head ducked to suck one of her nipples into my mouth, relishing in the way her sounds grew louder.
It egged me on, stoked this fire that demanded her.
My fingertips dug into her ass, holding her in place as my cock pumped into her.
Her kisses were scorching. Her tongue battled mine as both of us took what we needed from one another.
“Obi,” she said with a moan. “Harder. More. Don’t stop.”
I complied, giving her everything she needed.
My balls tightened, tingling at the base of my spine.
I desperately needed to come inside her and mark her from the inside out.
When she shattered with a scream, her pussy clamped down on my cock, and it was enough to drag me with her.
I came with a shout, spilling all that I had within her.
I caught my breath and smoothed the wet hair from her temples. The water still curled steam around us.
“Nke’m,” I whispered. “I mara mma.”
Mine. You are beautiful.
Her breaths were quick and shallow. She tightened her legs around my waist, and my cock pulsed. Her eyes flicked to the door. “Were you staking a claim on me?”
“I already own you fully and completely,” I grunted. “Just as you do me.”
She smiled. “And now everyone knows it.”
“Yes.” My voice dropped low. “Forever and always.”
A h?r? m g? n'anya.
I love you.
My palms gripped her ass and carried her under the fully spray of the water, letting it run over both of us. When I could bear to separate us, I washed her body and her hair before myself. It wasn’t until we were both clean and dry that I allowed my thoughts to return to the Camorra.
When all was done, and Greco was finally vulnerable, I’d take his head.
Then, after all this time, the Camorra’s infinite reach would be mine.