Dirty Mafia Sinner (Dirty Mafia Kingdom #2)

Chapter 26

CHAPTER 26

RILEY

The next morning, I discover Alessandro’s big body slumped in the hallway in front of the prisoner’s room. Head bowed, like the weight on his shoulders has become unbearable.

I fall onto my knees beside him, then place the back of my hand on his forehead, worried he’s ill.

In a blink, I’m pitched sideways and pinned to the floor.

“What the fuck, Riley?” He glares down at me for a few heartbeats, and then rolls off and tugs me up to a seated position. “Go back to your room.”

I flinch but hold my ground. “What’s happening?”

“Fucking time, that’s what’s happening.”

“Who’s in there?”

“Not your business.”

“You’re wrong,” I murmur. “It’s my business because you’re my business.”

“That why you were hiding like a frightened little bunny in your room?”

“I’m still here, aren’t I?”

His eyes drop to the ankle monitor his man snapped back in place upon my return. Even now, my freedom isn’t a choice.

“Just leave me alone and let me deal with my shit.”

My eyes narrow on the scratch on his neck. “He hurt you.”

“Fucker fought me as I tied him to the bed.”

My eyes go wide. “He’s tied to the bed?”

He gives me this look, like I should know by now who is in charge.

“Sicily. Now. It’s a lot to absorb ,” I admit.

“You said you were in, baby.”

“You’re not a monster.”

His laugh’s a horrible, terrifying sound.

“You think this is funny, asshole?” the man inside screeches.

Alessandro sends a fist over his head into the door. “Don’t make me come back in there.”

My eyes pop out of my head.

He sighs. “One last chance. Go.”

“What happened last night? I went to your office…”

“Riley,” he warns, then grumbles. “Fuck it. My godfather died.”

“Don Lucchese?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Everyone anticipated it. My father’s headed to Rome. The famiglie will meet and vote on our new capo di tutti capi before the funeral service. I’ve a few days, then I’ll be gone for a week.”

I touch his face.

“I’ll be here.”

“You better,” he growls, then pulls me to my feet and hoists me over his shoulder.

“I can walk,” I cry out. “Let me go.”

“Let. Me. Go.” The prisoner echoes my words, followed by a few more, which accompany us down the hallway as Alessandro carries me away.

“Let me go,” the man screeches, “and I’ll marry her.”

SANDRO

“Wait,” she gasps, totally unprepared for my onslaught.

“I’m done waiting…” I thrust a hand between her thighs and drag two fingers across her slick folds, gathering enough moisture to draw a wet line across her flushed cheek. “…and ready to play.” I set her on her feet, and she scurries away toward the door.

Like I won’t catch her.

I’ll always catch her.

I slam against her back and pin her to the wooden frame. “Good girl.” I nip her earlobe. “Feel how hard you make me.”

Freeing my erection, I glide it between her ass cheeks, and then press the thick head against her tight bud.

“Oh,” she utters, suddenly keyed in on what I’m about.

I shift my hips, poking at her, teasing her, daring her to say no, but never breaching her. Not yet.

“Should I come all over this luscious ass and mark you as mine?” I cup a breast, and my dick hardens as if by magic. “Or spread my seed over your breasts?” I love seeing her covered in my come.

I love a lot of things about Riley.

She arches back toward me, and my tip connects with her dripping pussy.

“Your choice, baby. But I’m taking your ass first.”

Her body trembles beneath mine, then that needy little voice I love so much rings out. “Please, Alessandro.”

I smack her ass. Once. Twice. A third time. For hiding from me. For making me regret involving her in my business. For looking at me with large, horrified eyes. I warned her this world’s vicious. Now, there’s no going back.

I carry her to my bed and toss her onto the mattress. She bounces three times, then scurries backward.

Still running.

The idea makes me even harder.

I grab her ankles and yank her forward. Her eyes widen as I drop to my knees, part her thighs with my shoulders, and push my face into her pussy. She cries out as my tongue penetrates deep. I eat her out like a man obsessed. In and out, long licks followed by short, my nose brushing her clitoris and sending shivers up her entire body.

The things I want to do to her. The lessons I’d get off on teaching her. Every day, she becomes more addictive. I’ll never grow bored of her taste.

She told me she was in.

And today, she’ll kiss the last of her innocence goodbye.

I raise her bottom and run my tongue along her landing strip to rest at her backside.

Her skin warms beneath me.

“Tell me what you need,” I grind out.

“Your tongue inside my pussy and your finger…”

My girl’s completely, utterly corrupted.

“I’ll give you what you need, greedy girl. Don’t worry.”

I go to town on her pussy and offer her encouragement as her orgasm builds. “You’ll come so hard. Let me feel your juices all over my face.”

She cries out as she peaks. “Alessandro!”

While she’s still shaking, I pluck her up and roll her back flat, and then straddle her chest. “Suck.”

Her lips wrap around me, and I hiss. I let her suck me off until I’m ready to explode but push her off me, anticipating my next move. “My greedy girl gets a reward. You’re in charge of your pussy.”

She searches my face, disbelieving a control freak like me would give her this. Then I hit her with part two. “But I’m in charge of your tight ass. Capisci?”

“Not completely.”

“You will. That I can promise you.” I roll, then position her on top. “Now, straddle me, wrap your fingers around my cock, and bring me to you.”

She hesitates, then jumps when my palm connects with her ass. I curve my palm over it, feeling the heat.

With a grunt, she folds her fingers around my girth and strokes me a few times before positioning me at her entrance.

“Don’t move until I say so.”

I slap her once on one cheek, a second time on the other, and then without warning, thrust my cock inside as I sink a finger into her ass. “Ride me while I kiss you.”

I raise my head and claim her lips. She jerks in surprise, and then groans, my cock and finger going deeper.

She sets the tempo, until my control slips and I begin bucking into her, my finger penetrating deeper and deeper and her movements growing more frantic.

I feel her everywhere . Lips, pussy, ass.

With care, I insert a second digit, and she hisses, clenching around me.

“You’re beautiful even here,” I murmur. “Look at how sweetly your body accepts mine. Do you feel what you do to me, baby? You and you alone? I’ll never tire of you, will I?”

And I’m never fucking letting you go.

I thrust into her, and her eyes gloss over. “That’s my girl. Come for me, now, Riley.”

And she does, shattering into pieces as she grinds down hard onto me.

I’m shaking as I flip her onto her stomach and sink into her ass with such force, she pushes forward on the mattress. I hesitate a few seconds, letting her catch her breath. But my breaking point’s quickly approaching.

I rub her clit as I pound into her, cursing as I go, my cock swelling larger than life inside her. “Goddamn it. Jesus. Holy fuck.”

The moment she surrenders is the moment my world shifts. “Mine, mine, mine,” I chant like an asshole. “Every fucking part of you.”

I shout her name as I come. “Riley.”

She falls limp beneath me, breathing raggedly.

I withdraw, and then half walk, half stagger to the bathroom. Returning, I wipe a warm washcloth across her before cleaning myself off.

“What now,” she whispers when I return from disposing of it.

I gather her into my arms and pull her into me. “Now, we take a break from the world for a while.”