The Mafia Contract Series

ALESSANDRO

We drag our sorry asses back to the others and the look of horror on Winter’s face makes us all laugh. I suppose we do look a sight as the bruises develop and the blood smears across our naked chests.

Malik rolls his eyes as Flynn grins and shouts, “Who won?”

“We all did.” I smile as I drop beside my woman and love the lust that sparks in her eyes as I take her hand.

“We are all winners here. Wouldn’t you agree, baby?”

She nods. “I most definitely agree with that.”

She seems concerned. “Are you hurt?”

Ivan snorts from across the room as he tosses me a beer.

“Childs play.”

She rolls her eyes. “I see it’s business as usual.”

“It’s been a long time.”

I wince as I catch a sore spot, and Winter shakes her head. “When will you ever grow up?”

She fixes Ivan with a stern expression. “You should know better. Save it for your enemies, not each other.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” He drops her a wink, and she turns to me and shakes her head. “I’ll never understand you; either of you. Why put yourselves through this? It doesn’t make sense?”

Flynn shrugs. “They use it to let off steam and I’m guessing they’re both feeling better now because of it. Me, I prefer sex. What can I say? I’m a lover, not a fighter, and I always will be.”

Malik twists his lips into his evil grin. “We all have our preferred method of release.”

“I dread to think what yours is.” I growl at him, and he shrugs. “I get no complaints.”

“That’s because they probably can’t recall it.”

Flynn digs and Malik nods. “That can be one of the side effects, but I’m working on it.”

“What are you even talking about?”

Winter looks confused and Angelo says with a grin, “It’s best you don’t ask. Malik prefers to torture his partners first. He calls it foreplay. Well, at least it is for him.”

Winter shivers beside me and it makes me laugh as I whisper, “Talking of which.”

She throws me a warning stare and then looks anxiously at her brother, who just looks slightly nauseous and sighs heavily. “Perhaps we should leave it there. It’s late and we can catch up in the morning.”

Flynn nods. “All this talk of sex is making me hungry.”

We stare at him in confusion, and he laughs softly. “But my hunger is not for food. I have a wife now and one of the perks of that is…”

“Goodnight, Flynn.” Angelo interrupts and nods toward the door. “I’ll come with you. I believe Louisa is with Jasmine and Charlotte.”

Winter says quickly, “They’re here?”

Angelo nods. “We wanted tonight to be all about us. A trip down memory lane you could call it. You’ll meet them in the morning. They can’t wait.”

Winter smiles. “I’d like that. If anything, just to offer them my commiserations. Do they even know what they’ve taken on?”

Flynn laughs out loud. “They don’t call me The Angel for nothing. Louisa is living the dream right now.”

We all laugh as Angelo grabs him by the arm and pulls him from the room and Ivan stands and cracks his knuckles. “I’m glad Charlotte is so interested in medicine. Maybe she can find a nurse’s uniform and tend to my wounds.”

He winks as he heads off, and I can only imagine the horror on his pretty wife’s face when she sees his battered and bloodied body.

Malik looks after him thoughtfully and then sighs.

“I must head off, too. I have information to learn, and it may take me all night. It’s good to see you home where you belong, Winter, and if you remember anything at all, let me know.”

He heads off and Winter shakes her head. “I’ll never understand what goes on inside that man’s mind. I pity the woman he marries; she will need to be made of strong stuff.”

I must agree with her there because Malik enjoys serious shit that the rest of us couldn’t even begin to wrap our heads around.

Winter looks at me with concern.

“Does it hurt anywhere?”

I wince and point to my chest. “I think he bruised my ribs.”

She twists her lips into a wicked grin and before I can see where she’s going with this, she presses her lips to the purple bruise developing at a rapid rate.

“Does this make it better?” She whispers against my skin, and I nod. “A little.”

She moves down my body, her tongue trailing a path, causing my cock to wake up and remind me he’s been under-used lately.

“What about here?”

She swirls her tongue against my navel and then her fingers pull down the band of my pants, releasing my eager cock into the room.

“That hurts the most.” I growl and as she slides my cock deep into her mouth, I groan out loud.

Lying back against the cushion with Winter buried deep between my thighs, I could be in heaven right now. Watching her head bob up and down as she sucks, teases and licks my shaft, I give way to the sensations she creates. Her willing fingers cup my balls and massage them as she sucks and as I lie back and enjoy the sweetest attention, I can’t believe my fucking luck.

As I come hard and shoot a steady stream down her throat, I swear I see stars and as she licks my shaft clean and pulls my pants back up, her eyes are loaded and heavy with lust as she grabs my hand and whispers, “It’s time for bed and if I get one wink of sleep tonight, I’ll be disappointed.”

She grins, and that’s all I need to move me to my feet fast and tug her after me as if the house is on fire.

We head to my room and as we enter the dark space, she peers around with curiosity. The room is huge and dressed in charcoal and silver, the silk bedding calling our names from the emperor sized bed set in the middle of the room. The golden glow of concealed lighting creates a seductive atmosphere and just the fluttering of the drapes at the window indicate the cool breeze outside is waiting patiently to caress our heated skin.

Without a word, Winter shrugs out of her clothes to match my own state of undress and just seeing her swaying slightly in the dusky light of the room makes me openly stare in wonder.

She flicks her long ebony hair over one shoulder, and it caresses her bare breast, causing my cock to twitch and she whispers huskily, “What are you waiting for?”

In two short strides, I reach for her hand and tug her hard into my body and growl, “I can be soft, or I can be considerate. I can make this slow, sensuous, and full of love, or I can fuck you until you can’t walk. Your choice.”

The way her eyes flash and her breathing intensify, tells me my answer before her words dust the air. “Fuck me hard Alessandro. I need The Beast tonight.”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

As I grasp her hair in one hand, I tug it down firmly so her face lifts to mine and the fire I see burning in her eyes matches my own as I devour her lips with a hunger I doubt will ever be satiated.

It’s never enough though and pushing her roughly toward the wall, I kick her legs apart and force her back, loving the wild passion in her eyes as I growl, “I want to hear you scream, baby. Tell the world you’re mine.”

With one thrust I am inside her, bareback and in heaven. Her moan of desire greets me as I push in hard and deep, loving how her slick walls clench my cock and own it like she always has. Her ass scrapes against the wall as I hammer her to it and as I suck and bite her neck, her scream of pleasure stokes the fire inside me.

This is fucking at its most basic and is the only thing we need right now. It’s a desperate act of two mates who lost one another and then found themselves again. One night only will turn into a lifetime and now she is back with me, it begins now.

As she comes all over my cock, she screams my name, and my roar of ecstasy dives out of the open window and tells the world who they’re up against. Nobody will ever tell me I can’t have this woman and anyone that tries better run for cover because I will never give her up all the time I breathe, and if my grandfather, or anyone else has a problem with that, they can go and fuck themselves.