Mafias Embrace (Lethal Beauty & Smoking Steel Book 2)

by Darcy Ray

  My trigger finger itches to be used but with all the attention I'm getting right now, I know it wouldn't be worth it. Looking back at the disheveled table, I notice my glass of wine is still intact. I barely have the chance to get my hand wrapped around the stem before my waiter starts speed walking over to me. His eyes are as wide as saucers, his mouth is gaping like a fish, and his words come out in a stutter. "I’m s-s-sorry, ple-e-ase let me straighten t-t-his up p-p-please m-ma'am. P-please don’t-t report m-e-e to the b-o-ss."

  His hands are trembling so bad he can barely pick up the scattered silverware and what he just said doesn’t make sense. Confusion overtakes me and his shaky movement starts to become annoying so throwing my hand out, I grab his wrist and make him freeze. Glaring up to him, I see his eyes darting from where my hands grips his wrist to the front of the restaurant where a man in a sleek suit now stands. In a barely audible whisper, I pry, "Why would I report you to your boss? Better yet, who is your boss?"

  "Mr. R-Romano-v-v owns the restaurant, but his n-n-ephew is our boss. He said to make sure you're n-not bothered."

  Ah, well poor boy doesn't know the change in command and probably doesn't know what happened. With his wrist free of my grip, I slide out of the booth and straighten my outfit out. My eyes lock on the man standing at the front of the restaurant, and without looking away, I soothe the waiter’s worries. "I'm not sure what you know, but Dominik Romanov is dead. All his business have been passed to me, and that nephew you speak of is Viktor. He is my . . . partner if you will." Pulling out my wallet from my purse, I slide out a couple of twenties and toss them on the table. "Don't stress out, kid, I'm a big girl, and I can handle myself."

  With a reassuring pat on his back, I walk past him and head toward the man who has yet to take his eyes off of me. With the shadows hiding most of his features, it's hard to tell who it is or if I even know him. As I reach the middle of the restaurant, my eyes finally adjust, and I realize it’s Frank. His intense gaze stays on me, even when I'm standing toe to toe with him. But as I stand on my tippy-toes, Frank softens up and wraps me in his arms.

  Looking up at him, I catch the love he has for me showing. Frank generally doesn't show his emotions out in public. He saves those times for me at home, in bed. So seeing it here makes me want to melt against him even more, but with what I just went through, my swooning has to wait. Stretching the rest of the way, I place a chaste kiss on his slightly-parted lips and then turn to exit the restaurant.

  When we have all gathered around in the living room of our apartment, I tell the guys what went down. They all yell questions at once, and I have to step up and put my boss hat on. "ALRIGHT! One fucking person at a time. I know y'all are pissed, but you know what? Being pissed isn't going to help us find out where this fucker is and figure out what we are going to do. So, be good little boys and ask one at a time." The glares I get in response to my smart-ass comment causes me to clench my ass. I know I'm going to pay for saying it later, but shit they were getting annoying.

  After a pregnant pause and about three eye rolls later, Godfrey breaks the silence. "What is his name, Blue? I'm not in the mood for games right now. If he thinks he can encroach on your domain and then threaten you without getting any repercussions, then he is as dumb as he sounds." My eyes widen at how serious Godfrey sounds and shivers overtake me at the chill in his voice. Not wanting to piss him off anymore, I give him all the details he wants and watch as he springs from his seat and stalks to his room.

  Everyone else has their lips tightly sealed, but approval is written on their faces. This time it's my turn to roll my eyes. Standing from my spot on the couch, I creep along Godfrey’s trail. At the threshold of his door, I look inside and see him pulling drawers open. All types of things come out and go straight into his duffle bag that is laying on his bed—magazines, ammo, sites, and a cleaning kit. Well, I shouldn't have been surprised, my assassin isn't going to let this slide. Not by a long shot.

  All his moments are stiff and precise, not wanting to poke the bear further, I creep back to the living room with a look of worry. The mumbling from the rest of the guys quiets as I come into view which only furrows my brow even more. Jaime rises from his spot, walks over to me, and pulls me into his arms. "Mi amor, I need you to be more careful. There is only one of you, so please take someone with you next time." Pushing me back some, he runs his hands up to frame my face and locks his gaze with mine.

  God, I've missed him. Ever since I was proclaimed the boss, I haven't had time to see him. With Jaime still working for the FBI, they constantly call him, and there are times where he is gone for two to three days at a time. For him to be here now, is honestly a surprise. Not thinking about it anymore, I lean forward and capture his full lips. He meets me halfway and begins to coax my mouth open slowly.

  As our kiss deepens, his dick starts to harden against my pelvis and desire pools deep inside me as he starts to nibble on my lip and down my jaw. With my period gone after only three days, I don't hold back on pushing this to where I want it. Trailing my fingers along the seam of his jeans, I find his now fully hardened cock and wrap my hand around the outline. Through the fabric, I start stroking him, steadily pulling groans from him, and fueling the fire that's between us.

  I'm so enraptured on what's going on between Jaime and me, that I forget that the rest of my guys are all in the same apartment. That is, until a slap on my ass jars from the sensual embrace. With swollen lips and drenched panties, I twirl to see Godfrey standing behind me with his arms crossed over his chest and a smug fucking look.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Narrowing my eyes, I start to close the distance between Godfrey and me, but Jaime wraps his arms around my waist and stills me. Dipping down, he dips my ear and then flicks his tongue over the sensitive spot behind my ear, which makes my eyes flutter. Sucking in a breath, I look back at Godfrey whose eyes are blazing with desire and curl my finger at him, motioning for him to come to me.

  Motion to my left draws my attention, with a quick glance, I notice Joe casually advancing with his eyes raking over me like I'm a prize to be won. Flicking my eyes back to Godfrey, I notice that he is in the same exact spot, but this time his knuckles are white as if he is squeezing his fists too tight. I tense at the sight but quickly loosen back up due to Jaime’s dick rubbing against my ass. On top of that, Joe starts to run his finger up my side and starts to lazily circle my nipple, which is straining underneath the restrictive material.

  Jaime’s soft lips connect with my skin again and start trailing from one shoulder to the other. Rolling my head to the side, I give him space to nibble just above where my pulsing artery is. An artery that is beating erratically due to all the desire and need flowing through me. A moan spills from between my lips and at the sound of it, Godfrey moves. Through heavy lids, I watch him approach, like the killer he is. The demons he constantly battles shine bright in his eyes, along with lust—something I wish we could explore more.

  Reaching out, he grips my jaw and raises my chin, so I'm looking directly at him. His grip tightens, so tight that there will probably be some kind of bruise; however, I won't fight it, his anger and lust is something I crave. Completely at his mercy, I wait for him to make his next move. Jaime and Joe continue their ministrations and sweet torture, working around the connection between Godfrey and I. With his thumb, Godfrey begins to caress my lips and ease them apart. Wanting to get a taste of him, I subtly flick my tongue out and brush against his fingertip.

  With an arched brow from my bold move, he continues to caress my lips, and with each swipe, he coaxes them apart. Puffs of air escape me as I fight back the urge to moan. Joe's tantalizing ministrations on and around my nipples are driving me insane, and Jaime’s wandering hands only amplify the need that's inside of me. Godfrey, however, continues to tease me, until he surprises me by sliding his thumb inside my waiting mouth.

  Wrapping my lips around his finger, I begin to suck on it as if I was sucking on his dick. He must not have e
xpected my move because he starts to remove it from my greedy little mouth. Not wanting to stop, I sink my teeth into the fleshy tip of his finger and moan as the coppery tang of blood mixes with the lingering taste of salt. Godfrey’s heavy eyes widen from the erotic noise coming from me, and he snatches his hand and tucks it safely in his pocket. Joe takes the opportunity to claim my still-parted mouth. His tongue battle should be the only thing I'm thinking of, but all I can think about is everything I plan on doing to Godfrey. That is until Jaime's hand dives inside of my jeans.

  His deft fingers work their way under my lace thong and plunge into my drenched pussy. Joe captures the moan that spills out of me as Jaime begins pumping inside of me, and with each stroke, he slides over the hidden sweet spot that's deep inside of me. The weight of my shirt starts to become too much, so with some help from Joe, I rip it over my head leaving my swollen breasts that are cupped by a lace bra in full view for everyone to see. The shirt doesn't even have a chance to touch the ground before Joe is pulling the material of my bra down and latching onto my pert nipple.

  Over the noises coming from us, I hear a zipper and someone groaning. Looking over my shoulder, I see Viktor and Frank lounging on the couch with their eyes locked on the scene in front of them. Viktor, however, has his hand stroking his shaft at a languid pace. A gush of desire pools in my core, which intensifies the slick sound from Jaime pumping inside of me. Turning my gaze back to Godfrey, I notice him flicking his eyes from me to the door, as if he can’t make up his mind on what to do. Watch me get fucked or hunt down that fucker who threatened to kill me.

  Pushing both Jaime and Joe away, I wobble over to Godfrey and pull him down to my height. Though my mind is cloudy with desire and the need to be fucked, I focus on my love for him and his protective ways and whisper to him, "Babe, you hunt that fucker down. If you can’t find him, burn his fucking house down. I'll be screaming your name as I come, and whenever you're ready, I'll let you do whatever you want with me." As I speak, I search his eyes for some answers to all the questions I have for him, but instead of finding what I'm looking for, I see a man who will do anything to protect me.

  Nodding his head in agreement, he starts to turn toward the door, but with my grasp still on his shirt, I pull him back to me and capture his mouth. I pour my love, desire, and understanding into it, hoping to erase whatever hesitancy he may have. As I pull away, Godfrey reaches around and smacks my ass once again. With the fierce expression I know him for, he says his goodbyes. “I love you, Blue. You don't have to worry when I’m around I'll make him pay." Releasing his shirt, I watch as he charges out of the apartment as if he is ready for battle.

  Warm hands slide under my arms and start to palm my breast. Turning in Joe’s embrace, I place a finger on his chest and slowly push him back. I don't stop the advancement until we are in the living room and he falls onto the couch. With Frank, Joe, and Viktor in front of me, I look over to Jaime and call him over. "Are you going to finish what you started, papi, or are you going to tap out?" I've never fucked all four of them at the same time and recalling the way Jaime acted when Frank was watching, I'm not sure he will participate. When he doesn't make a move, I shrug my shoulders and step in between Joe’s legs.

  Reaching around my back, I unsnap my bra and let the thin material fall to the floor. My hands trail over my ribs, underneath my breast, and over my nipples. Pinching them between my fingers, I begin to twist and pull at them, causing sweet pain to explode inside of me. With my head thrown back, I feel my long waves of turquoise tickling the small of my back mixing in softness to the sharpness. Releasing my pert buds, I trail my hands down my taut stomach and to the bottom of my jeans. I gaze at each of my men and watch their expressions as I begin to undo the denim material. Latching my thumbs into both my pants and my thong, I begin to push them down leisurely.

  Now standing completely naked, I straddle Joe's lap. His hands slide up my sides and cup my breasts. Leaning forward, he takes them into his mouth and begins to lavish them all over again. Tired of watching, Viktor rises to his knees and crawls closer. With each movement he makes, the more I grind against the soft material of Joe’s sweatpants which is the only thing keeping me from wrapping my hand around his fucking cock and burying it inside of me. Adding to the movement, Frank starts to scoot closer and then lifts his hips to remove his jeans. The moment they pass his dick, it springs up and bobs in the air, waving like a sign that says suck me.

  My mouth fills with saliva as I imagine him cramming his dick down my throat and fucking my mouth senseless. Reaching down, I wrap my hands as far as they will go around his dick and start to stroke him, but the desire to have him in my mouth overcomes me. Pulling Joe from my breast with a pop, I lean down and take in as much of Frank as I can. Reaching out, Frank wraps his hands into my locks and holds me down, which blocks off all sources for air. His dick twitches inside of my mouth and bumps my gag reflex, which makes my eyes water, but I don't give in.

  With Joe unable to remove his sweats, he nudges Vik who is kneading my ass. "Vik, bro, pull these pants off so I can fuck our girl and grab the lube will ya." Viktor shoots Joe a smirk and stands from the couch. Frank loosens his grip on my head and pulls me back some to allow me to inhale much-needed oxygen, and after a few deep breaths, I start bobbing up and down, making sure to suck his dick like I was sucking his soul out. Lifting my gaze, I see Jaime slowly creeping closer, fighting back a wicked grin, I focus back on pleasing Frank.

  A hiss comes from Joe, so I lift up from Frank to find Viktor stroking Joe. His eyes catch mine to gauge my reaction, but my pussy answers for me by gushing with need. Fuck, I didn’t know they liked dick! I could’ve had so much fun with them. With my lip tucked between my teeth, I watch as Viktor leans forward and slides his tongue from the base of Joe’s throbbing cock to the purple-tinged tip. Reaching out, Joe turns my attention from what Viktor is doing to look at him. "Princess, we will stop if you want, tell us what you want." Desperation for acceptance sounds in his voice, and his eyes shine as if he is about to lose it all.

  Sitting up in his lap, with enough room for Viktor to continue the oral pleasure he is giving to Joe, I ask the only thing I care about. "Do you love him?"

  My playful Joe, the man who makes sure I laugh every day, has tears building in his eyes, so with my thumb, I wipe them away. With a deep breath, Joe finally answers, "Yes. I've loved him for over six years. I love both of you, with all of my heart."

  "Then that’s all I need to know. I love you and Viktor no matter if you like dick or not. Just treat me right and promise I’ll get to watch y'all fuck sometimes." Joe's shocked expression turns into laughter at my comment. Seeing that he is back to his joyful self, I resume where I left off. "Viktor, before you go, why don't you line Joe up for me? My pussy is ready to be pounded." I watch as Joe’s eyes flutter and then his dick starts to nudge at my parted pussy lips.

  Viktor drags Joe’s dick up and down my slit making sure it’s covered in juices before he puts it at my entrance. Sinking down, I slowly take his dick inside of me, and just before I bottom out, I feel Viktor’s knuckles rub against my pussy. With his hand out of the way, Joe slams into me the rest of the way which rips a scream from me. "Ahh fuck, Joe, fuck me, baby!" Gripping my hips, he does just as I ask.

  Frank stands from the couch and slides in behind me and pushes me down, so my ass is in the air. Grabbing the lube that Vik just returned with, he pours it down my crack, making sure my puckering rosebud is nice and slick. Joe slows down his thrust and gives Frank enough time to pop the head of his dick past the tight ring and advance the rest of the way. Once I feel his hips against the back of my thighs, I take in a breath to further relax. As if taking that as a cue, they both start moving. In. Out. In. Out. My body writhes with the feeling of their swollen dicks filling me up, and before I know it, I explode. Biting down on Joe's shoulder, I shout out my release, making sure to call the name of the man who would thrive in my pain. "Fuck! Godfrey!" Calling his name doesn’t det
er my guys, if anything it spurs them on to fuck me harder.

  Crawling back on the couch, this time without pants, Viktor scoots with his dick in hand and rubs it against Joe’s parted lips. Reaching up, Joe wraps his hand around Vik’s dick and guides it into his mouth, and once it’s all the way in, Vik starts to pump his hips. My pussy clenches at the sight in front of me which causes Joe to groan which vibrates up Vik’s dick where he lets out a groan as well. Fuck, that chain reaction was hot. Looking up to Viktor, I see him looking down at me with a knowing smile.

  Movement to the other side of the couch has me whipping my head around. Kneeling with his dick in hand is Jaime. Licking my lips to moisten them, I nudge Jaime's hand out of the way and guide his dick into my waiting mouth. "Ah, fuck, Selene!" Jaime’s roar of pleasure tells me everything I need to know. I’m eager to please my men, so just like Frank, I force all of Jaime’s dick down my throat, this time, however, I'm not held down. Behind me, Frank’s thrusts start to become uneven and harder, and after a few more pumps, he stills as his seed is spilled into my dark channel.

  Easing out, Frank places a kiss on the cheek Godfrey reddened and then plops on the opposite couch to watch. Hot cum starts to leak out of the stretched ring, and as I tighten myself, more oozes out. Jaime withdraws his dick from my swollen lips and moves to Frank’s previous position. Using the cum as lube, he slides into my already stretched hole and begins to fuck me. Turning back toward Viktor and Joe, I lean over and flick my tongue out to where they are connected. I alternate between kissing the side of Joe’s mouth to sucking on the side of Viktor’s dick, but as Viktor starts to come, he pulls out and places his dick between both Joe’s and my mouth.