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Nothing else would make me happy. I nearly let out a snort, holding it back at the last minute so as to not disturb Leda.

Happy? There was no happiness in my dark world. I wasn’t born for happiness. That feeling didn’t sit right with me. Hell, I didn’t even knowhowto be happy.

But maybe with Leda, I could figure it out.

I toyed with the idea. Was that even a possibility? Could I even trust her with my secrets? To be happy with her meant that I would have to tell her everything.

I would have to tell her about my past, and all the sordid details that came with it.

She would find out soon enough anyway. I had her holed up in this house for now, away from others. But at the first opportunity, I was sure that she would start prying, start peeping into things that she had no right to.

I couldn’t change my past any more than I could change the sun rising in the east every morning. I couldn’t hide from it either. All my life since becoming Cosimo’s enforcer, I pushed through it, using my anger to make myself stronger.

I thought I made myself damn near invincible.

And then Leda was about to shatter all of that with just her touch, her presence. I bought her. I was supposed to break her. But now, I wasn’t sure who was on the verge of being broken.

I hated it.

And I hated the fact that she made me think that there might be the hope of a life beyond being a Don. A life beyond the Mafia.

Leda shifted again, and I let my hand roam higher until my thumb brushed the underside of her breast. My cock stirred to life, and I steadied my breath, thinking about how fucking well I had slept last night. It was because I felt like—hell, like I could trust her.

She didn’t just pleasure my body. She shed light onto my pitch-black soul.

My choice was clear: I wasn’t going to give her up. Not for Adrian. Not for Carmine. Not for anyone, and it was time I proved that to her.

I wanted her to trust me, to know that there was more I wanted from her than what was between her legs.

A thought came to me, and I grinned as a plan formed in my mind. A perfect way for me and Leda to get out, but not where our enemies could touch her. I would flaunt her eventually, but I wanted my trusted guards to ensure that I wasn’t walking into a trap first.

Carmine wasn’t about to let go of the fact that I stole his princess and ruined his plans. But first, I wanted—no, needed—to bury myself in her warmth to start my day.

I kissed Leda’s shoulder as my hand squeezed her naked breast lightly. Her nipple hardened in response to the touch and a slight whimper of sleepy pleasure escaped from her lips. I slid my hand down body, slipping between her legs, and found her already wet.

Had she been dreaming about me?

“Lucas,” she moaned as I slipped my finger between her folds, massaging against her swollen clit.

“I’m right here,” I whispered in her ear as I dipped a finger inside.

She whimpered and arched into my touch, urging me on. My cock pressed insistently against her ass, and I continued to roll her clit until she was flooding my hand with her orgasm. Only after her cheeks were flushed with lust did I place my cock at her slick entrance.

She turned slightly and I caught sight of her half-lidded gaze. Want glimmered in her eyes.

“This is how I like to wake,” I told her as I slid into her. She arched her perfect ass to meet me, and I groaned as I pushed deep into her wetness.

I pressed my face into her shoulder. “You feel like fucking heaven.”

“Lucas,” Leda gasped, her hand reaching back to pull me closer, and I drank in her scent.

I started to move, and soon we were rocking the bed, my thrusts rapid as I brought her back to the peak of her pleasure. My free hand found her mouth, and she sucked on my fingers greedily as a shudder tore through her body.

Fuck, I couldn’t hold on any longer. With a groan, I poured into her, my other hand tight on her hips as I took a shuddering gasp from my own release.

Leda turned around, propped herself up with one elbow, and kissed me gently. “Good morning to you too.”

I wiped a hand over my face, my body relaxed to a point that I could just go back to sleep. “Sleep well?”


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