19. Ryuji

RYUJI

Iprowled the house like I had a fucking chip on my shoulder. I’d barely slept since we’d gotten home from Greco’s warehouse. Instead, I spent the last two nights—while Leona slept with Cas—watching that video of Max kissing her.

It pissed me the fuck off.

Yeah, we’d made some headway last night. Turned out the asshole might have had a sense of humor. Turned out he wasn’t all that incompetent with a weapon. Turned out he might know what he was talking about as far as the smuggling.

But it wasn’t fucking enough.

Everyone else was working, but I’d spent the morning doing as much as I could to get my attitude in check. I’d worked out, sparred with Cas in the backyard, made lunch and prepped dinner, and checked in on all my clubs.

Thankfully, there had been no other visits by law enforcement since those two Special Agents dropped in when Leona and I were fucking in my office. Alec said things were surprisingly quiet, for once.

But I’d been restless all day. I was just full of energy and had nowhere to put it.

The only good idea I’d had all day was to ambush Max and stick a knife in his back, but that probably wouldn’t have gone over very well. I didn’t think Obi would want to clean blood out of the hardwood floors of our brand new home.

I wasn’t jealous, despite what my brothers might think.

Restless.

Like that feeling of knowing something bad was about to happen, yet being able to do nothing to stop it. The inevitability of everything blowing up in our faces.

The Camorra were definitely part of that, but it was more the anxiety I felt every time I caught Max staring at her out of the corner of my eye. Every time he lingered in the kitchen while we all ate our meals, hanging on the outside of the group but so desperately wishing he could step in.

I felt like screaming.

With a sigh, I lurked in the upstairs hallway, waiting for Leona to finish her shower. No one else was up here right now; they were all downstairs.

I just needed to blow off some steam.

As soon as she opened the door to her bedroom, my head shot up. She caught sight of me and smiled, and the sight almost stole the breath right from my fucking chest. Involuntarily, my fingers found their way right over my heart as I tried to rub the twinge from it.

Her face went from happy to questioning. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, hanii.” I grabbed her face and pressed a hard kiss to her lips. “Nothing you need to worry about.”

She pulled away and raised her eyebrow. “Well, that’s very convincing.”

I smirked as I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. Instantly, the tension threaded through my every muscle relaxed.

“Did you fight with Max again?” she mumbled from where her head was squeezed tightly against my chest.

I ignored her.

“I know you can hear me.”

“No, I can’t.” I squeezed her even tighter, and she squealed before she poked both index fingers into my ribs. I barked a laugh and let go, but I didn’t want to talk about that bastard right now, so instead I just cupped her cheeks and brought her lips to mine again.

I walked her backward until her back hit the wall just outside her bedroom. Her fingers clutched my shirt, twisting the fabric.

“It’s been a while,” she whispered against my lips.

It had been six days since I fucked her. Yes, I was keeping track. “Too goddamn long.”

“You’re pent up, aren’t you?”

I kissed a line down her neck, feeling my cock stiffen with every puff of her breath against my ear. “Maybe.”

She laughed softly. “I’ve missed you, too.”

I caught her around the hips and spun her so she faced the wall. While her forehead pressed against it, I kissed the back of her neck and kicked her legs wider with my foot. My fingers dipped inside the waistband of her leggings, pushing against the tight fabric to get access to her pussy.

“I’m going to replace your entire wardrobe with dresses and burn the fucking rest of it,” I growled. Then I could easily slip inside her whenever I wanted.

She laughed. “Designer only, please.”

“Spoiled princess.”

“Horny asshole.”

“Brat.” I rolled the fabric down her body until it pooled at her ankles. Then I wrapped a hand around her waist and hiked her up for a second so I could use my foot to fling her pants behind me. They landed at the top of the stairs.

“I just took a shower,” she gasped, but there was still no hesitation, no resistance, in her voice.

“You can take another one.”

“Only if you take it with me.”

I groaned, imagining her shower-slick skin sliding against mine.

I had almost died from FOMO when she fucked Obi in the shower a few days ago, and our unwanted houseguest had interrupted me.

Not anymore. Right now, I was going to enjoy her.

Take both our minds off all this shit while we still could.

She whimpered when my fingers finally brushed her clit and trailed downward. A groan tore from my throat when I skimmed through her folds and my fingers came away wet. It took me all of two seconds to have my dick in my hand and pressed against her ass cheeks.

“Ryu, let’s go to my room.”

My chest pressed against her back, and I pulled one of her thighs up, bracing it against the top of mine to give me enough room to bury my fingers in her.

“No. I’m going to fuck you right here against the wall, hanii,” I murmured in her ear before biting the lobe.

She let out a breath. That feral feeling built inside my chest. The need to claim her, mark her, prove that she was mine, and that would never change.

“Ryu—”

“Keep your hands on the wall.”

Her palms flattened against it, and her obedience sent a raging pulse to my cock.

My nose skimmed against the clasp of the collar she wore, still tightly secured around her neck.

Every time I looked at it, at the sparkling diamond hanging from it, I imagined wrapping her up in my rope and ravishing her until she couldn’t handle it anymore.

I wanted her at my mercy. I wanted her lost, out of her mind, uncontrollable in her desire. I wanted her begging.

“Ryu,” she moaned when I plunged two fingers inside her again while using my thumb to rub against her clit. I just had to get her a bit wetter to take me. “I’m ready. Hurry.”

I smacked her ass, and the sound cracked through the hallway. “You don’t tell me what to do, little vixen. I tell you. Now stay still. You only have permission to move when you’re writhing on my cock.”

“Yes, sir,” she purred.

My heart jolted like lightning, zapping me from the inside out. I bit down on the back of her neck, drawing the most delicious gasp from her lips while I lined up behind her, one hand on her waist and the other holding up her thigh.

“Are you ready?”

She nodded and drove her little ass back against me.

Movement caught the corner of my eye. I pinned Max with my stare, frozen in place at the top of the stairs. His foot nudged her castaway leggings.

I grinned as I thrust into Leona’s perfect pussy, watching as his eyes widened and his cheeks flushed. Leona moaned, tilting her head back against my shoulder. I turned her head so I could take her lips in a kiss filled with heat and tongue.

If Max weren’t here, I’d be falling apart. God, she felt like home.

“Fuck, Ryu,” she whined as I pumped into her. Her pussy strangled me like a vice. I drove into her over and over while Max stood paralyzed, watching as a deep hunger etched itself across his face.

“We have an audience, hanii.” I tilted her head to the side so she could see him. Her pussy clenched against my cock. “Do you like being watched, little vixen? Do you like knowing he can see me fuck you in the hallway?”

Her cheeks flushed even more. A groan tore from her throat. “Yes.”

“Hear that, Max?” I called. My hand dropped from her throat to circle her waist and brush against her clit. One of her hands fell to cover mine, and I smacked her ass.

“I said, hands on the wall.” She moved back into place, and my fingers dusted back over her clit, circling it. “That’s a good girl. Such a fucking good girl for me.”

Her pussy clenched around my cock again, and I groaned against the back of her neck. Every time I thrust into her, she pushed back against me. The angle and the depth made my head spin.

“Let your sounds out,” I murmured in her ear. “Come on, don’t hold back because of him. You’re all mine right now. I want to hear you going crazy. I know you want to. Let all your men hear you, sweetheart.”

It was like a tether snapped inside her, the way she started whining and whimpering against me. Everything she was hiding because of him suddenly burst forth in the most beautiful symphony of ecstasy.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye to find that Max had taken a few steps closer. I couldn’t hold the knowing grin on my face. Fucker. He wanted her so badly, just like the rest of us.

“Watch her,” I said. My thumb rubbed tight circles around her clit, while my other hand pinched and rolled her nipples just the way she liked it. “She’s going to come on my cock now. Pray for the day she comes on yours.”

If he’s ever that goddamn lucky.

I swore I heard him suck in a breath from twenty feet away, but I was completely, wholly lost in her.

“Right there, Ryu, please,” she whined. “Please don’t stop. Please.”

I followed the sounds of her whimpers with the movement of my thumb on her clit. It didn’t take long for her pussy to clamp down on me and flutter while her moans crescendoed.

“I love you,” I whispered in her ear while her orgasm rolled through her. “So fucking much, hanii.”

I loved her so much it drove me crazy, but everyone already knew I was batshit. She held me together just as much as she tore me apart.

“Aishiteru,” she gasped.

I paused mid-thrust. “What did you say?”

“You heard me.” She pushed back against me, trying to get me to move again, like a little brat.

“Did you look that up?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Fuck. Fuck me, hanii. I didn’t think I could love you any more than I do, and then you destroy me all over again with a single word.” I thrust again, as deep inside her as I could, and came with a heavy groan.

She spun around in my grip, and this time I let her. One of her arms wrapped around my neck while the other hand cupped my cheek, and she pulled me in for a fierce kiss. Full of heat and passion and pent-up emotion.

Movement again caught my eye. Max, still watching. I angled my body to block most of hers, but he’d seen more than his nonexistent share.

And I was nowhere near done.

“Sorry, Max, this pussy is all mine.” I dropped to my knees and threw one of her legs over my shoulder. “Move along now.”

Leona’s hands tangled in my hair while I licked a line all the way through her entrance. When I glanced over my shoulder again, Max was gone. But as Leona came on my tongue with a scream a short time later, I was certain every man in the house heard it.

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