Mafia love

“Means a lot.” He tipped his head in reverence and his long hair swayed about his shoulders. “What about the diamonds? I’m not sure if you should abandon the plan to get them. You didn’t mention it, so I’m assuming they’re at the bottom of the list.”

“I think we need to up the game and take down Tag and Victor. Take away the elements, which are the things they want, and hit them hard.” It was a good plan because if we were successful, it would eliminate the threat. Simple. “It got dangerous when they were able to just come here, walk onto the grounds like they were walking in the park. It’s fucked up.

We need to focus.”

“Alright, watch your back, Lucian.” He cocked his head to the side and drew in a deep breath.

Watch my back? Sure, I wished it was just my back I had to worry about. My mouth felt dry and my throat constricted. It was time to get serious.

Time to go. I wanted a head start.

I sighed and moved toward the door.

“Lucian, you need to rest.” His words stopped me.

I turned back to face him. “I can’t. I can’t rest.”

“You need to. You need to go rest and be with your woman for tonight.

I’ll go out and patrol the old district and be back in the morning, then you can take over.”

“Claudius, I—”

“No,” he cut me off and rose to stand. “No. You’re boss, but I’m your older brother.”

I chuckled. “You know if I wanted to go, you couldn’t stop me?”

“I could, but you wouldn’t like the way I did it.” He gri

I sighed. I guess I was exhausted, and being with Amelia was good for me right now.

“Shoot my legs off?”

“Something like that. At least your girl will love you no matter if you have legs or not.” He came closer and rested a hand on my shoulder. “Go, be with her. Tomorrow, I’ll make sure the boys and I guard her with our lives.”

“Thank you.”

“No thanks needed. Boss.”

I was reminded of how a

I then headed back upstairs to Amelia’s room.

I expected her to be sleeping, but she was sitting up on the bed wide awake.

CHAPTER 4

Luc

“I thought you were sleeping,” I moved to sit next to her on the bed.

Amelia hugged her knees to her chest. The motion caused the delicate straps of her negligee to slip down her shoulders.

“I was,” she replied, voice faint and weary. “I just woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep. There were voices in the house, strange people… just like before.”

“Before?” I didn’t know what she meant.

“The night my mother died. My father’s men came here. It was the first time I saw what we were… Not normal.” She looked troubled.

“Amelia—” She stopped me with a kiss. She moved so quickly to my lips that I didn’t even register what she was doing.

I was about to launch into my strength pep talk from earlier, but the kiss robbed me of my thoughts.

She moved and shuffled so that she was in my lap, then those long golden legs wrapped around me as she straddled me.

I kissed her back with the same passion she fed me, indulging in her hot, wet mouth, indulging in the taste of her.

Indulging in her and all that made this woman mine.

“Luc, make love to me.” Her whisper was like a feather-soft caress on my lips. “I want it like how it was before, when we were just wild and free

and indulged in each other.”

“Here?” I was very aware that this was her bedroom and Raphael was nearby. “You sure we won’t give your father a heart attack?” I didn’t know where the strength came from to chuckle, but I did.

She moved back and gave me a sassy look that oozed seduction. When she reached for the hem of that already sexy-as-hell negligee and pulled the thing over her head to unveil her beautiful naked body, my heart stilled and my cock instantly hardened.

The vision of her sexiness was enhanced when she loosened the band holding her hair up in a ponytail and that gorgeous mass of hair tumbled down her shoulders and over her fully rounded breasts. My eyes zeroed in on her taut strawberry-pink nipples begging to be sucked.

“You can touch me if you want to Lucian. I swear my dad won’t come in here. His room’s several doors down.” She smiled as I continued to stare.

“You’re looking at me like it’s the first time you’ve seen me naked.”

“It’s always like the first time, and yes, I will touch you.” I absolutely fucking would. “Lie down and open your legs. I want to make you feel good. Make you forget everything.”

She did as I asked, resting back against the stack of pillows and opening her legs.

She was a beautiful, sexy sight and all mine for the taking. The pretty little pink thong she wore just enhanced the vision of her.

Her wearing nothing but that, hair sprawled out around her and that golden skin stark against the pink lace.

I backed off my jacket and took hold of her tiny waist as I moved onto the bed. In that instant, I got sucked into the temptation of her, and I was the one who forgot everything. Damn, I forgot it all. Where we were, who we were, what we were.

I was just Luc, the man who wanted her to be mine, and I hoped like hell she just felt like Amelia. My goddess.

I lowered my head to take her right nipple into my mouth, and she arched into me, throwing her head back as she pressed the ample flesh of her breast against my face. Her desperate moan of ecstasy made me suck harder and take more of her breast into my mouth. As much as I could get so that I could please her.

“Luc…” came her jagged breath. I had to look up at her and smile, loving the sight of what I did to her unfold itself on me.

I moved to the neglected breast and took the desperate nipple in when she inched her head back up to gaze at me.

She watched me as I sucked and ran her hand through my hair, encouraging me to stay.

I stayed for as long as I could, ravishing the delicacy of her beauty. I would have stayed forever, but that would mean me finishing in my pants just from listening to the moans of pleasure that slipped from between her lips.

I pulled back and trailed kisses all along the valley of her delicious mounds, down to the delicate dragonfly and butterfly tattoo on her left hip, across the flat of her toned stomach, and down to the fine bone structure of her pelvis.

With a wicked smile, I moved the lace fabric of her panties away and turned my smile up a notch when I saw the sweet honey nectar from her pretty pussy. She was wet and ready for me.

But I wouldn’t take her yet. Not yet.

She gasped when I tore away the thong, ripping it off her. I didn’t want to spare the seconds it would take to slide them down her legs. I wanted them gone now. Then I dove straight in, face buried between her thighs. She writhed beneath the firm grasp I had on her hips when I pushed my tongue into her pussy. Licking and sucking, I teased the hard nub of her clit and drank the sweet nectar that flowed from her, desperate for more. And more.

Her thighs tensed, and her moans became more labored. I reached up for her breasts and was satisfied when I felt how hard her nipples were. It meant she was close to orgasm. The second confirmation I could see when I glanced down at her feet was her pretty little pink toes curling into the satin sheets.