Aching for His Discretion (The Discretion Dynasty #1)

29. Levi

Chapter twenty-nine

Levi

“ L evi… do me a favor and join me in my office for a moment.”

Her father spoke to me, and I nodded as I handed Tesoro mio the bouquet of roses I’d bought for her. She looked too fucking sexy in that dress of hers, but I had to show some respect in the house of her mother and father.

We entered his office, and he sighed as he leaned against his desk. Running his hand down his face, he spoke.

“When Dakota told me Diavolo was with my daughter, I didn’t want to believe it. Couldn’t believe it, actually,” he muttered, and I stood holding my guard as I placed my hands behind my back.

“And before you ask, no, my wife, Linda, doesn’t know what I used to do and what the boys do now.”

“Teegan found out something a few days ago...” I muttered, and he nodded.

“Figured out that much. I was able to put two and two together.”

He looked at me for a long moment before standing up once again. “If you let something like this happen again, Linda will get suspicious.” He gave me a knowing look, and I remained silent.

Being a man of many secrets himself, I’m sure he could tell our dispute was a bit intense despite me keeping the details to myself.

“Take care of my daughter. Lord knows I’ve tried all I can, and sending her away was the best I could do when her brothers embraced their toxic masculinity and forced their misogynistic views on her and her mother.” He seemed defeated as he let out his last few words, and I couldn’t blame him.

He sent his daughter away from danger only for her to find the source... I sympathized with him slightly, but I didn’t quite care much.

Nodding my head once, he walked out of the office and patted me on the back as he stepped outside. Leaving his office, I looked around for my Tesoro and spotted her setting the table. I wanted to force her down and fuck a bit of sense into her that being with me wasn’t a fucking choice, but I decided against acting on my impulses… for now.

When we made it to her room, I only let her know that I would take care of the boy and he would be unharmed and relocated… didn’t say he’d be free. Not after he hurt my sweet Tesoro... I’d have to figure out what to do with his father as well. Couldn’t kill them right now, but I wanted to.

At lunch with her parents downstairs, my hand rested on her knee as I made conversation with her parents. Her mother seemed to be growing to like me, and her father had to put on the facade that he did.

Hearing the door slam, my Tesoro froze in her spot and grabbed my hand out of reflex.

“Well... what do we have here?” I heard one of her demented brothers say, and I looked over to see them angrily gazing at us all.

“Why didn’t we get an invite?” Dakota asked bitterly as he stood behind Declan, who took a seat at the table.

“And when did my baby sister get into town with her new ‘boyfriend’?” Declan asked “playfully,” and Linda did her best to remain calm as Kenneth, her father, spoke.

“Declan. Now is not the time.”

“Oh, why not? Just because they’re playing family doesn’t mean I have to give him much respect… wouldn’t you agree, Mr. Amante? You already told me she was begging you to fuck her. Think that deserves any more respect?” Declan asked, switching to Italian at the end, and judging how Linda simply remained quiet, I assumed she was unaware of what he said, but Kenneth was fucking enraged.

Miraculously, however, it was not at me or Teegan, who now had unshed tears in her eyes. I wanted to console my sweet girl and tell her everything would be all right, but tensions were already too high.

“That’s enough, Declan. Teegan, sweetie, go finish packing your bags. Honey, please give her a hand for the moment,” Kenneth said somewhat calmly, and I let her little hand go as she walked with her mother and the cat trailing behind her quickly. I knew I had my reservations about Grayson, but looking at her brothers’ eyes that held hatred for the little guy fucking pissed me off.

“You’re really okay with him fucking using our little sister? Your daughter… like she’s some plaything?” Dakota asked.

I chuckled internally as Kenneth stayed quiet. I couldn’t contain the small smile that broke out on my face, and as a result, Declan stood up.

“And what is so fucking funny?” he asked.

“You seem to forget who you’re talking to…” I muttered, leaning back in my chair.

He approached me slowly as Kenneth interjected, “Declan, stop.”

I shook my head. “No, let him. Let him talk. Like everyone doesn’t know who the fuck she belongs to now or how she’s basically untouchable by anyone. And if she’s some plaything, then sure… call her that, because she is my little fucking plaything.” Standing up, I stood eye to eye with the hotheaded boy and seethed. “Now, say one more thing about her, and I’ll ensure it’s the last thing you ever say,” I said, voice low, and he shook his head as he looked over at his silent father before looking back to me.

After a few more seconds had passed by, Declan left the dining room with Dakota soon following as they made their way to the front door.

We arrived in New York a few hours ago, and it was getting a bit late. Going over to the bathroom, I leaned against the wall at the peculiar sight: my Tesoro, kneeling on the sink counter doing her hair because she was just… a bit too short to work comfortably.

Walking over to her, I placed a kiss on her shoulder as she put her little hair tools down. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I pulled her back to my chest as she gazed at me with her pouty lips and doe eyes in the mirror.

Fuck, she was adorable. Her eyes held many emotions. Helpless, scared, aroused... She was so damn innocent.

“My pretty girl… why don’t you get comfortable, hmm, baby? Then you can finish fixing up your hair for tomorrow?” I suggested, and she shrugged as she lay back on my chest. Releasing my hand from her neck, I ran them along her thighs.

“I’m nervous,” she whispered, and I nodded.

“It’s a new rotation, baby. You’re bound to be nervous. You’re going to do amazing, sweet girl, and I don’t want you up all night worrying about the little things and not being able to sleep,” I muttered, referring to her hair and the flashcard session she squeezed in the second we got to my place.

“I know… But I feel really restless,” she whispered, and I hummed as I picked her up from behind, causing her to giggle as I walked her over to the bed.

“I know something that will put you to sleep, baby…” I muttered as I kissed her neck again and laid her on her back.

“You do?” she asked softly, and I hummed in response. She looked up at me in lust as I undid my belt and pulled it off slowly.

This was for her , but it’s been almost a fucking week since I’ve been in her little wet cunt, and I needed this.

Unbuttoning her jeans for her, I pulled them down with her help as she lifted her hips and let me slide them down her legs. Kissing her softly, I pushed her little panties to the side to find her already wet clit begging for my attention.

“That’s a good fucking girl…” I whispered as she parted her legs a bit more while she looked down at my hand, now slowly fingering her with two fingers.

While she was busy focusing on my hand, I pulled my cock out as I wet my fingers on my other hand. Stroking myself to the sound of her moans for a short while, I pulled my fingers out before I slammed my cock into her little pussy.

She jumped, wrapping her hands around my wrist as I held her hips in mine. At the sudden intrusion, her face contorted as she came, soaking my cock immediately.

Thrusting into her cunt, I listened as a mix between cries and whimpers pathetically came out from her.

A thought came to my mind as I used her on my cock, and a sinister smile came to my face. Her brothers were right… she was my little plaything . Fucking lying there and taking my cock like a good little girl with no complaints, enjoying the feeling of me using and breaking her little pussy.

“There you go, baby, there you go. You can take it… Fuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned as she whimpered softly while she drew close to her release.

“So good,” she whispered, and I chuckled mockingly as I pounded her little pussy harder, feeling her clench even tighter than before.

“I know, baby, I know. Gonna fuck you to sleep good, hmm?” I asked, and she nodded quickly as I felt her stomach tighten.

“That’s it, cum again, Tesoro… good girl,” I praised, and she whined as I continued, overstimulating her little pussy.

“You’ve taken it like this before, Tesoro. It’s nothing new, baby,” I whispered, and she let out a guttural moan as I felt her stomach tighten again.

Rubbing my thumb on her wet clit, she tried to push my hand away as her body convulsed. So fucking sensitive. Leaning down, I placed a kiss on her forehead as tears gathered in her eyes.

“One more. One more, Tesoro. Cum with me, baby,” I whispered, and she threw her arms around my neck as another moan left her throat.

“Oh, fuck. You feel so fucking good,” I moaned in her ear as I emptied my load into her sweet little cunt. Leaning over her, I kissed her soft lips as I pumped her little cunt full of my seed. It truly doesn’t get any fucking better than this.

Sitting up, I pulled my shirt over my head and slowly pulled out of her. Tapping my cock on her little clit, I smiled sadistically as she jumped softly from her sensitivity while my cum dripped out of her.

Picking my sweet Tesoro up in bridal style, she wiped her eyes slightly as she laid her head on my shoulder. Walking her back into the bathroom, I helped her get ready for bed as she dozed in and out of consciousness. Works every damn time.

As I gazed at her, wiping away her dried tears as I kissed her sleepy face over and over, I could only sigh to myself, feeling pity for her.

My sweet Tesoro. I’d almost lost you.

It’s a shame, really.

Probably should’ve stayed away while you had the chance, because now that I have you in my arms again, I’m never letting you go.