RUTHLESS KING

33 TELL ME YOU'RE MINE

Luca
“Yes,” Stella breathes.
That one word unleashes a wave of emotions so powerful my entire
body vibrates with need. Cazzo, what am I doing? Stella agreed to my rules.
She’s going to let me fuck her, agreed to just the one time. She’s sprawled
out in front of me, ass in the air, her perfect pussy just asking to be fucked.
And I’m paralyzed.
I’m so hard I’m certain I’ll explode if I don’t have her.
But just once?
I haven’t even sunk my cock inside her, and already I know it’ll never
be enough.
Hell, I want her every possible way I can take her. I want to watch her
as she rides my dick, gorgeous breasts bouncing, until her head falls back
crying out my name. But I’m too damned terrified she’ll see the date of
Vinny’s death stamped across my chest. Taking her from behind is the
safest option, the only choice.
Fuck, I should’ve told her the truth. She drives her ass back, and she’s so drenched my dick nearly slips
inside her dripping pussy. Dio, I want this. I’ve wanted her since the
moment I saw those pouty lips scowling up at me in the back room of the
pawn shop.
“Luca,” she moans.
My thumb still circles her clit, and I can feel her tightening against me.
She’s going to come again, and I’ll miss my chance. What if she changes
her mind?
I’ve given her plenty of time to back out, to reconsider. She wants this
as much as I do and I’m a fucking bastardo for taking it. My heart rams
against my ribcage, the maddening tempo echoing the throbbing in my
cock. My thighs tremble as I kneel behind her. Just do it. I palm her ass
with my free hand and with a shaky breath, I thrust inside her.
She lets out a cry as I fill her. In and in and in.
“Oh princess, you are so tight,” I growl. Even with the damned condom,
her sweltering heat seeps into my skin. We fit so perfectly, her pussy wraps
around my cock, drawing me in. Nothing has ever felt so right. I pull out
slowly, then sink back in, giving her time to adjust. “Are you okay?” I rasp.
“Yesss. More ….” She grinds her hips back, and I thrust again, deeper
this time.
Her head falls back, and Dio, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My
finger works that pulsing nub as I pound into her. She’s so wet, her pussy so
hungry for me just the thought is enough to drive me over the edge. “Fuck,
Stella,” I groan as my hips ram into her perfect ass.
I’m home. She is it for me.
The errant thought squeezes the air from my lungs. I can’t think about
that, about her, about how perfect we are together. She’ll destroy me, and
I’ll devastate her. She has no place in my world; she doesn’t deserve the life
I’ve chosen. I pick up the pace, plunging harder, deeper until she’s a
squirming puddle of desire beneath me. I must stick to the rules. In my mind, I punctuate each word with
another plunge. Fiery pleasure licks up my spine. I’m like a horny teenager
with her. Biting my lower lip, I try to keep the orgasm at bay. Calcio. My
lawyer. The mountain of files I have to look over in my office.
Nothing helps to distract me from the building orgasm.
I curl around Stella’s back and drop kisses up her spine. I reach her
shoulder and sink my teeth into soft flesh. Then I move to her neck and
suck hard, claiming her. I want everyone to know she belongs to me and
only me.
“You’re mine,” I growl as I plow into her.
She tips her head back, and I capture her lips. Our bodies are joined in
countless places, and I can feel every single point of contact intensely. My
mouth on hers, my hand cupping her breast, my fingers on her clit, my cock
inside her pussy. I want to claim every inch of her.
“Say it, princess. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she moans against my lips. I swallow her cries, desperate
for more. I want her screaming my name as she comes.
“I’m the only one that can fuck you, you understand?”
“Mmhmm,” she murmurs. Her eyes snap open in the same instant I
realize what I’ve said. I’d insinuated I would keep fucking her.
That this would be more than the one time I promised.
“Come for me now,” I command, instead of meeting that hopeful gaze. I
squeeze my eyes shut and drive into her as my fingers pinch her clit. She
lets out a cry, and a tremor rips through her whole body.
“Oh, Luca,” she wails as the second orgasm tears through and her pussy
clenches around my cock.
It’s all I can stand. The raging pleasure pummels me next and I jerk
inside her, spilling my soul into the condom. Desire vibrates through every
inch of me as the most powerful release I’ve ever had leaves me shaking. Stella collapses beneath me onto the soft carpeting, flushed a gorgeous
pink hue and still panting. After tearing off the condom, I fold my body
around hers, snaking my arm around her waist and drawing her soft form
against my chest.
“Cazzo,” she mutters as her head sinks onto my arm.
“Yeah.”
A warm laugh escapes her lips, and I nuzzle into the back of her neck. A
deep purple mark darkens her skin at the crook of her shoulder, and a
satisfied grin stretches across my face. I want everyone to know Stella is
mine. A disturbing after-thought rises to the surface. I want her to be mine
for good….
I stiffen, the terrifying idea icing my veins.
“What’s wrong?” Stella cants her head back, eyes meeting mine.
“Everything.” A rueful smile curls the corners of my lips.
“Then why are you smiling?”
“Because I’ve never been so happy to be wrecked.”
She shakes her head, and her eyes slowly drift closed. “Pazzo.”
Stella’s right. I am crazy. I’m fucking out of my mind for her.
My hand splays across the flat planes of her stomach, and I imagine it
round and full with my child. Squeezing my eyes shut, I force the image to
the dark recesses of my mind. It can never happen. Bringing a child into
this shitshow would be cruel and selfish. No, never, fatherhood is not in my
future.
Focusing on her smooth, taut belly again, my fingers stretch until they
reach the underside of her breasts. She lets out a soft hiss at the gentle
touch. I palm her silky flesh, and my fingers close around her nipple.
She wiggles against me, and I’m hard again.
My hand moves down her body and settles on her hip. Fingers digging
into perfect skin, I whirl her around to face me. Her hands move to my
chest, and I panic. She’s going to see that damned date. It’s inevitable if we keep this up. But Dio, I want her again. And I don’t want to take her from
behind. I want to see her face as I wring out every ounce of pleasure.
I capture her lips as I work out the logistics in my mind. I could find a
shirt and put it on, but that would seem strange.
Stella winds her leg around my hip and my cock blindly finds her pussy,
nudging at the entrance. Mischievous eyes glance up at me, tempting,
teasing as she rocks against me.
“If I fuck you again, it’s not really breaking the rules,” I whisper.
“Oh, no?”
I shake my head. “This is all part of the same time.”
“Well, then I guess we better take full advantage.” She smirks and
crawls to the nightstand, baring her beautiful ass. She scours the drawer for
another condom and turns to me with a heart stopping smile. “Ready?”
Stella
Wisps of light stream between my heavy lids as consciousness seeps in.
Strong arms hold me imprisoned against a firm chest. That would explain
the best night of sleep I’ve had in ages. Luca’s scent consumes me, that
manly musk mixed with a hint of the remainders of his expensive cologne. I
release a sigh as my lids slowly open and take in the gorgeous naked male
draped over me.
How had yesterday morphed from one of the worst days of my life to
the best?
The ache between my thighs brings memories of the heated night
rushing back. Luca hadn’t just fucked me four times last night, he’d
worshipped my body, made me feel cherished like no one else ever had. And now it’s over.
A rush of unexpected emotion tightens my throat. I inhale a deep breath
forcing back the rising panic. It’s over…. Tears burn the back of my eyes,
and I’m not certain I can hold them in.
Luca shifts beside me, and his hard cock brushes my belly. His eyes
snap open, and a wicked grin teases the corners of his lips. “Good morning,
princess.” The rough edge to his tone and the wild, sexy hair is just too
much.
Oh, Dio, no.
I’d felt it coming for days. Had refused to admit the truth. But after last
night and not just the sex, but everything before and after, I can’t deny it
any longer.
I am falling for him.
Desperately.
And now that he’d fucked me, we were done. Hell, I’d even agreed to it.
Stupid. Stupid.
“Stella, what’s wrong?”
I shove out of Luca’s arms and search his bed for my clothes. Cazzo, I
never had clothes here. I’d discarded my bloodied outfit in the bathroom.
“Where are you going?” he shouts as I scramble off the bed.
The heat intensifies behind my eyes, and my throat begins to close. No.
I refuse to cry in front of him.
I race across his room naked, mumbling about a shower. I can hear him
behind me, his footsteps echoing across the hallway as I sprint like a pazza
to my room.
“Stella, wait!” he calls out after me.
I pump my arms faster, desperate to escape before the torrent of tears
begins to fall. I whip my bedroom door open and slam it shut behind me.
Once it’s locked, I sink down to the floor and bury my face in my hands. The second I’m alone, the dam breaks free. Tears rush down my cheeks,
and I release a gut-wrenching sob.
A soft knock on the door sends my heart leaping up my throat. “Stella,
please ….” Luca’s pained whisper only intensifies the anguish. “Let me in.”
“No,” I murmur. “I just want to be alone.”
“Please, Stella, don’t shut me out. Let’s talk about this.” He wrenches
the doorknob, and the hinges creak against the onslaught. “Tell me what’s
wrong, damn it.”
“Leave me alone, Luca,” I cry.
“Stella, mannaggia alla miseria, if you don’t open the door, I’ll break it
down.”
The door groans under his fist as he slams it against the thick timber.
No, I can’t face him. I spin around and press my lips to the seam.
Choking back a sob, I whisper, “Luca, if you care about me at all, please
leave me alone.”
He slams his fist against the door once more and exhales a frustrated
breath. The slap of his angry footfalls echo across the hallway before the
slam of his bedroom door sends a shudder through my heart. A crack races
across my stupid, traitorous organ, and the tears begin to fall again until I
drown in them.