Heartless Mercy (The Sinful Alliance #1)

Bite Marks by Ari Abdul

27 - ten years later

“Pass the lube, amorcito ,” I plead with Niccolo. He hurries down the bed, reaching for the lube that fell earlier when we brazenly pushed through the private room. I can’t wait to finally take my time with him tonight.

We’ve been seeing each other the past few months after my father, Antonio Ramos, head of the Mexican cartel, called a meeting with the four families of The Sinful Alliance to announce that he was stepping down and handing over the reins to me. That’s when Niccolo, with his tanned skin, greenish-blue eyes, and muscular fine ass, offered to show me the ropes since he’s the head of the Italian mafia and we will be working together closely. However, I had a hunch that he wanted to do more than just show me the ropes. I was proven right when, one night, after a check-in with the local cops, I had him straddling me in the SUV on the way back to his hotel. The rest is history.

We’ve only gotten by with stolen moments and fast, hard hookups. Still, just as we try to enjoy each other, we’ve constantly been interrupted by Catalina, Isabella, and even my papa once. Jesus, that was a fucking nightmare! Fast forward six months later, and we are finally shutting the outside world off and taking time for ourselves.

“Hurry, amorcito . I need to be inside that sweet ass now!” Fixing his curly brown hair that was disheveled during our make-out sesh, he hurriedly tosses the honey-vanilla-scented lube. Fuck, my favorite scent and the most perfect man—I can’t think of anything more impeccable at this moment. He may look like just another sweet, innocent, hot man, but he carries himself with such sexiness and danger that shows this little devil was made for sin.

I squirt a few drops onto my fingers as he lays on the bed. Tonight, I’m taking it slow and making love to him. I situate myself above him, leaving a trail of kisses from his jaw to his neck while slowly sliding two fingers into his tight hole. He gasps and I continue working him, making scissoring motions and playfully nipping one of his nipples. I stare at his Sinful Alliance tattoo on his left peck that all the bosses get when we take over. Everyone adds their area of expertise, and his is adorned with small artwork of cash, dice, and poker chips. “ Cazzoooo, cuore mio , I need you. Please, give me your big cock.”

“Patience, baby, I need to make sure you are ready to take all of me. You don’t want me to hurt this perfect fucking ass, right, baby?” I tease, giving him a nice smack on that plump behind. I pull my fingers out of his tight hole, reach for the lube, and begin to squeeze a few drops onto my hand when Niccolo snatches it away from me. He pours a generous amount onto his hand and starts to lather my cock up, causing me to close my eyes and focus on the pleasure.

“Fuckkkkkk, baby. Yeah, just like that,” I moan loudly. Fuck, he knows just the way I like it. Niccolo strokes my length up and down slowly and positions my cock to his entrance, pushing in slowly. I immediately open my eyes and glance at his face in shock.

“ Amorcito, what are you doing?”

“Dario, please, forget about going slow tonight. I don’t want to get interrupted again. I need you. I need you to fuck me fast and hard,” he begs. It takes me a moment to register his words, but as soon as I start to feel his ass squeeze my cock, I snap. I wanted to take my time with him, but I need him; I’ll go slow later. Growling, I start to pump into him without mercy, causing him to gasp at how full he is.

“Oh fuck, cuore mio. Yes, fuck me harder. You’re so fucking deep, baby. Oh, you’re so big!”

“Yeah? Do you like that? You like the way I’m pounding that tight fucking ass?” Niccolo looks at me with so much admiration, lust, and love that I know it’s time to finally tell him how I feel. Having Niccolo be the one to let go and let me take over, shows how much he trusts me to take care of him. And I do. I care for him so fucking much and I know he does, too.

“Niccolo, I want you to hear me when I say this: I might be fucking you like I hate you, but just know I love you. I love how much you trust me to care for you right now. Remember that, okay?”

“ Babyyyy , I love you so much. Okay, I promise I’ll remember.”

“Good. Because now I’m going to take this ass even harder.” I quickly turn him to his knees, push his shoulders down to the mattress, and begin hammering into his pretty little hole. With the way his ass is squeezing the life out of my cock, I know I am not going to last that long.

His back and hair are slick with sweat. I whisper, “You’ve never looked more beautiful taking my cock so well, amorcito .” We may be some of the most feared men with all the power at our fingertips, but right now, this space is the only place I ever want to be.

“Please, give me more; I’m almost there,” he says breathlessly. Pumping my hips at a punishing pace, I hear his pleading for more and I deliver just what my baby needs.

“Look at you, begging for my cock. Who’s my little cock whore?”

“Meeee! Oh fuck, I am, baby . I’m your little cock whore. You feel so fucking good. I needed this. I needed you so bad,” he declares. I slow down my pace to tease him a little, and I hear his little whimpers go faster. I slap his ass again and again until I see red and start rubbing his sensitive cheeks as he begs me to fuck him harder. Giving him what he wants, I resume faster and make sure he takes me even further. I want to see his ass gape as he leaks my cum. I feel him squeezing more, indicating that he’s about to come. I push his shoulders farther into the mattress and lift my right leg to get a deeper angle as the bed shakes ruthlessly along my pace.

“Ohhhhh, fuckkkkk, yesssss! I’m coming, oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” Niccolo yells as he comes all over the black, silk sheets. While Niccolo comes down from his euphoric high, I pump three more punishing thrusts and come deep inside his tight hole.

“Fuckkkkkkk, this ass is perfection!” I growl, giving his ass a sharp slap. He yelps and turns his head, giving me a heady smile. He looks like such a fucking angel right now, but I know his ass can get dirty with the devils. I grab him by his neck and turn it to the side to face me. Dropping my head down to his, I give him a quick peck, then slowly pull out and see his ass squelching my cum as it drips down. Before it reaches the sheets, I take two fingers and push it back into its rightful place.

“There you go; now it’s right where it belongs, amorcito,” I say with a cheesy grin. Sue me, but I love seeing this sexy man leak my cum. So if anyone decides to take what’s mine, they will know who he belongs to.

“You are such a caveman, cuore mio, but you know what?” he asks as I lay us down on the mattress, curling him into my chest. I kiss the top of his head and intertwine our legs together. He loves to tease me, and most of the time, I smack his ass for it. But after this perfect time together, I can’t bring myself to ruin our bliss right now, so I give him a teasing bite against his neck instead. I trail kisses, sucks, and licks all over his neck. I will mark him in more ways than one tonight.

“What?” I ask, giving his lips a quick bite. I pause my attack and look at his pretty face.

“I love you, anyway.” He chuckles. He’s in for a spanking if he continues this line of teasing. He turns his body around and situates himself closer, running his hand up and down my body.

“You say that like it’s such a hardship,” I remark, grinding my dick against his stomach. I am so ready to see if he wants to continue my torture in teasing me or if he wants to get round two started.

“It most definitely is not, baby.” He begins tracing his finger up and down, drawing little hearts along my chest. Just as I’m about to reply, someone bursts through the doors, startling us both to reach for the sheets to cover ourselves. We look up and both sigh in relief at the sight of my second-in-command and best friend, Catalina, and her girlfriend, Isabella, who happens to be Niccolo’s best friend’s little sister.

Catalina is dressed in a form-fitting, tight, red bodysuit with devil wings that showcase the scattered tattoos across her arms. The shiny, red leather boots just below her knees are a change from her usual black combat boots. Her sleek, black hair is up in her signature, tight-ass ponytail, and, of course, a black, bedazzled skull mask is her only accessory—besides the two permanent staples in her wardrobe: her gold gun and her late father’s mini machete.

Isabella, on the other hand, is living up to her name as little miss darkness , sporting a black, extra-tight, sequin dress with a slit that travels up her left thigh and six-inch, black, glitter stiletto heels. Her usual long, wavy, brown hair is gone and in place is a short, black, straight bob with a matching Dia de los Muertos skeleton mask—something Catalina must have gifted her for our annual Halloween and Dia de los Muertos party later this year.

They look at both of us with mischievous looks on their faces. I turn my head towards Niccolo with a smile and he looks back at me, mirroring my reaction. Well, it looks like Niccolo and I are up for a little more fun tonight.

“Well, well, well, look at you whores, fucking like no one’s watching. You do know that this is an exhibition room, right?”