Page 38 of Chaos
I find a bottle under what I can assume is his sink. I rinse my mouth, hoping I no longer have morning breath.
I close the bathroom door behind me and crawl back into bed with Dante. He starts to stir as I move the blanket.
“Morning, darling,” he sleepily says, a smile gracing his perfect lips.
He leans over and places a soft kiss against my lips. He goes to move away, but I grab the back of his head and deepen the kiss. I licked his lips, and he eagerly allowed me in. His tongue dancing with mine.
Dante’s lips are soft against mine but demanding. He takes control of me, fully. Rolling us over so he is on top of me, his hard erection against my aching, needy pussy. Another moan escapes as he grinds it against me.
All rational thoughts instantly fly away. The only thing I can focus on is the man on top of me. Nothing matters to me but him.
“Do you trust me, darling?” His voice raspy and dark, sending delicious tingles across my body.
Words fail me, so I nod my head. A panty-melting smirk graces his lips before he gets off the bed. I watch as he walks into his closet. He rummages around for a second before emerging again. He grabs the hem of the t-shirt he is wearing with one hand and rips it off his body, exposing his chest. My eyes greedily scan across his impressive physique. Washboard abs that look like they were carved from marble. His pecs are so well defined. What catches my eye is the massive snarling wolf head tattoo over his heart.
The detail in the fur is so lifelike. The bright blue eyes stare back at me. I am so mesmerized by the stunning artwork on his chest that I didn’t notice him moving closer to me with something in his hands.
He extends his hand, showing me a black silk tie. I quirk my head to the side, curious what he is planning.
I look up at him, seeing he is waiting for me to say it is alright. I don’t hesitate, just nod my head, waiting to see what he has planned.
Dante
I look at the stunningly beautiful girl who is sitting on my bed. She is the first girl I have ever let in my bed, and she is the only girl I ever want in here with me.
Serena is more than I could have ever hoped for in life. She is smart, funny, a sweetheart, and so much more. I know I don’t deserve a girl like her, but I will do anything to keep her. I don’t care what dirty deed I need to do. It will be done so long as I can keep her.
I also know that the Kings will be a part of that, despite how much I hate them. I am just hoping that my plan will work out and they will eventually be out of the picture for good, and none of the blame will fall on me.
When I picked her up yesterday, I never expected the day to go the way it did. I was just hoping to spend the day with her, get to know her more, and prove to her that I am the guy for her.
Then fucking Alessio had to touch her at the restaurant. Sure, I probably didn’t have to kill the man, but he touched what was mine, and that is something I won’t stand for. I had to send a message to the others, so they would know who she belongs to.
Even my enemies will have heard about it and will keep their distance from her. That’s all I want, her safe and happy.
I wasn’t ready to show her that side of me. She doesn’t know about the world I come from, and I wanted to speak to her about it first before showing her.
My gang may be named the Shadow Brotherhood, but we are a part of the Italian Mafia. When my great-grandfather came to this country, he brought the mafia with him. He had three sons who all followed in his footsteps. My grandfather, who was the oldest and set to take over, moved away and started the Brotherhood. It was a way for him to keep some part of his life while being independent. He had no power or connections to any other criminal activities. Kept a low profile so when he hit hard, no one saw it coming.
It worked out for him. Rose from the bottom to the top without much opposition. He claimed his place in Richmond.
And right now, I wish I could thank him. If it wasn’t for him moving out here all those years ago, I never would have met Serena.
I lean over, grabbing the waist of her jeans, and slide them down her legs until she lies before me in her white panties. Her smooth, tanned skin looks so inviting. I trail the silk tie up her leg, leaving behind goosebumps in its wake.
A small, soft moan leaves her lips, making me even harder in my pants. Serena sits up, ripping off her sweater, revealing her matching bra. I grip my raging boner through my sleep pants as my eyes take in the most perfect picture before me.
I grab the back of her head, tangling my hand in his luscious blonde hair. Feeling the silky strands against my calloused hand before pulling her in for an earth-shattering kiss. Serena doesn’t fight against my dominance and lets me guide her lips against mine. I deepen the kiss further as her tongue dances with mine.
My free hand glides up her back, feeling every inch of her smooth skin before it reaches her bra strap. I can’t be patient anymore, my resolve is cracking. Finally having this girl and knowing she is letting me be her first is more power than I ever thought I could have.
I unhook the bra and pull back to watch as it falls down her arms before tossing it aside. The next thing that needs to go is her panties.
My hand glides down her back, towards her peachy ass and around her hips. As if sensing what I am doing. She lifts her hips, permitting me to take them off. I don’t waste a second. Pulling them down her toned thighs and throwing them over my shoulder, not caring where they end up.
Serena lies back down on the bed, her eyes never leaving mine. I can see the desire and anticipation in her eyes. She is curious. I like the look on her. If only she knew all the things I wanted to do to her.
I continue trailing the silk tie up her abdomen, her chest, making sure to glide it across her rosy nipples.
