Chapter 9
9
DOMENICO
I was mentally and physically exhausted, but my eyes wouldn’t close. Staring up at the rafters, I listened to Gabriella’s deep, even breaths and savored the feel of her small, curvy body pressed against mine. She fit so perfectly that it was almost as if we were two halves of a puzzle, which made its own kind of sense since she was the light in my soul. I wasn’t really living until Gabriella came home from New York and brought her sexy body and smart mouth into my life.
But by claiming her as my own, I’d done something I wouldn't have predicted in a million years. I’d betrayed my boss, my best friend, a man who was my brother in every sense except blood.
A soft sigh drew my attention, and I looked down at my sole . She snuggled in closer and threw her leg over both of mine.
I froze when I felt her slippery center gliding along my skin when she shifted.
Fuck! Cazzo ! Shit! Merda ! I went through every curse in both languages when I realized she was wet with more than her own juices.
I’d fucked her bare.
My breath froze in my lungs, and I waited for panic to overtake me, but it never came.
Instead, I was overwhelmed with the desire to take her again, over and over, filling her until she was stuffed full and my seed took root.
Gabriella sighed again and moved closer until she was practically sprawled across my body.
My mind conjured up images of my come sliding out of her swollen pink pussy. Then pictures of her naked body laid out for me with a gentle swell to her stomach and beads of creamy liquid on her nipples while I pushed her over the edge into a screaming orgasm.
Instinct took over, and I dragged Gabriella fully on top of me, spreading her legs so she straddled me. I grabbed her wide hips—so perfect for breeding—and lifted her just enough to line up my rock-hard cock with her dripping pussy.
“Mico?”
Her soft, sleepy voice was my undoing, and I thrust up at the same time as I yanked her down, filling her from root to tip.
“Fuck!” I grunted when she let out a cry of pleasure.
She raised her head, and I curled up to capture her lips in a deep kiss as I guided her movements so she was rocking her pelvis against me in a slow, easy rhythm. It didn’t take long for her to fully wake up, and soon, she was moving faster, searching for more.
I nibbled her lips for a second, then left little bites down her throat to the tips of her breasts. The images I’d conjured up in my head returned, and I could practically see the milk dripping from her big tits. When I wrapped my lips around a nipple, I groaned as I imagined how sweet it would taste. Come spurted from my cock, but I held back my climax, not ready to let go quite yet.
After loving on both breasts, I bit each tip. My dick throbbed when she cried out and bucked hard.
“Fuck, yes,” I rasped. Laying back down, I was riveted by the sight of my sexy Gabriella lost to her passion with her eyes closed, mouth parted, and head dropped back so that her long black tresses tickled my thighs.
“Gabriella, look at me,” I commanded. When she immediately obeyed, I smiled, and her expression became tinged with awe. “Good girl. Keep your eyes on me.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
I squeezed her hips and lifted her until only my tip remained inside her, then slammed her back down while punching my pelvis up.
“Oh fuck!” I shouted when her walls clamped around me. “So fucking tight, baby. Fuck yes!”
“Mico,” she moaned as her eyes slid closed.
I gave her a sharp smack on the ass, and they flew back open, staring down at me in shock. There was also pleasure swirling around in the melted chocolate pools, and her inner walls had clenched hard when I spanked her. I grinned wickedly, thinking I’d have to find reasons to punish Gabriella if that was how she responded.
That wasn’t what this fuck was about though. This was about my primal need to breed my woman—to leave my mark on her and my baby in her belly.
I fell onto my back and bent my knees, digging my feet into the mattress for leverage. “Ride me, sole mio ,” I gritted out through a clenched jaw.
My fingers dug into her flesh as I showed her how to move so she was bouncing on my cock, falling fast and hard every time I slammed up into her. “That’s it, baby. Squeeze me, oh fuck!”
“You’re so deep, Mico,” Gabriella whimpered, leaning back against my bent legs and giving me a perfect view of my shaft disappearing into her pussy. My pussy.
“You’re mine, Gabriella,” I growled. “This pussy is mine. Only mine, sole mio .”
“Yours!” she gasped when I pinched her nipples before palming her generous breasts.
“That’s fucking right, Gabriella. Which means I can fuck it anytime and any way I want. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes,” she hissed, picking up the pace, obviously getting off on my claims of ownership. “Oh, yes! Mico! Yes!”
“And I’m gonna fuck my pussy bare until you’re carrying my baby.”
Gabriella’s eyes widened with shock, but a second later, she screamed with ecstasy as her climax slammed into her.
I grinned. “You liked that, sole mio ? The idea of your man knocking you up?”
I was panting with my effort to stave off my orgasm just a little longer. I wanted her to come again so her womb was soft and open when I filled it with my seed.
“Oh, fuck, Gabriella. Your pussy is gripping me so tight. You’re gonna milk my cock of every drop until it’s spilling out of you.”
She cried out and shuddered as she came again.
Holy shit ! Liquid gushed from her center, drenching my cock and my stomach. She’d fucking squirted.
“Fuck! Gabriella!” I shouted as I was tossed over the edge into a swirling funnel cloud of sensation. Every nerve in my body was on fire, and hot come exploded from my dick. I kept pumping my hips, prolonging our euphoria as long as possible.
Eventually, Gabriella collapsed onto my chest, her breaths choppy and her body shivering with aftershocks. My legs gave out, flopping down onto the mattress, but I managed to curl my arms around my woman and hold her close, not ready to lose her warmth or the feel of her velvety walls gloving my still-hard cock.
“Um, Mico?” Her voice was so quiet I almost didn't hear her.
I peeled my eyes open and frowned when I saw the trepidation on her face. “What’s wrong, sole mio ?”
“What, um, I think I…I’m not sure…” She trailed off, her expression awkward. “Was I supposed to be that wet? Is that normal?”
My lips curved into a cocky smirk. “No, sole mio , it’s not normal.” When she suddenly looked horrified, I hurried to explain. “You squirted, baby. Not every woman can do it. It just means that you are unbelievably passionate.”
Gabriella stared at me for a moment, looking dubious.
My mouth spread into a full-fledged grin, and I added, “And that your man is a god in bed.”
She blinked once, then let out a peal of laughter that turned my softening dick back into a steel rod.
“With excellent stamina,” she giggled.
“A theory worth exploring,” I deadpanned. Flipping us over, I fucked her one more time before we passed out.
It was only due to sheer exhaustion that I slept. The moment my body had had enough rest, my brain took over.
Once again, I stared at the ceiling, contemplating what came next. Whatever we decided to do, we had to wait until this shit with Oswald was handled.
“I can practically hear your wheels spinning,” Gabriella murmured through a deep yawn.
Slipping a hand beneath her chin, I turned her head so I could see her beautiful face. “You know this has to stay between us for now?”
Her smile went flat, and I immediately felt its loss, as if the clouds had eclipsed the warmth from the sun.
“We can’t afford any distractions while you’re in danger, Gabriella,” I explained. “This—us—it’s going to be a battle, and I don’t want anyone’s focus to be split. Right now, all that matters is your safety. Capisci ?”
She sighed and conceded. “You’re right. I just don’t want to be your dirty little secret.”
I scowled and fisted her hair at the back of her head, holding her firmly in place. “Do not ever refer to yourself like that, Gabriella Maria DeLuca,” I snarled. “When your safety is no longer an issue, there will be no hiding what we are to each other.” My grip on her hair tightened. “I told you, sole mio , there’s no turning back. I popped your cherry, fucked you raw, and filled you with my come. I won’t be letting you go.”
“Okay,” she whispered, happiness lighting her eyes once more.
“ Bene . Now go back to sleep before I decide to fuck you again.”
Gabriella perked up, and I laughed, morphing her expression into one of awe. “You don’t do that enough.”
“Do what?”
“Laugh,” she explained, tracing my lips with the tip of her finger. “It’s amazing.”
I nipped her digit, making her giggle. “You bring out a side of me that even I didn’t know existed, sole mio .”
She beamed at me, and I gave her a quick kiss, then guided her head down so her chest was resting on my chest. “Sleep.”
I’d successfully shoved aside my concerns about the future by getting lost inside Gabriella, but now, reality was intruding.
What’s done is done . There was no putting this genie back in the bottle.
Eventually, I would have to face Rafa with what I’d done.
I’d chosen Gabriella over The Family and there would be consequences.