His Mafia Princess (Family First #1)

by April Zyon

  “Yes, Sir.” She blushed. God damn, that fucking blush spreading over her cheeks had him stopping and licking his lips. “You have no fucking idea how sexy that is. You blushing, you nibbling your lower lip, all of it. I find that sexy as hell.”

  “I didn’t know that.” She had moved off of the bed as well. He watched as she tugged her shirt off, and he nearly quit breathing when she pulled her bra off.

  “Fucking hell, you are beautiful,” he said with breathless satisfaction. “You take my god damn breath away.” He reached for her and pulled her close. She was stunning. She was like a classical painting of femininity. She was soft where a woman should be soft. She was toned where a woman should be toned. To him she was absolute perfection. “Pants, baby.” He practically growled at her and tugged his shirt up and over his head. He watched her as her eyes locked onto his chest and the tattoos covering his body.

  “When did you get those done? What do they mean?” He saw her hand wavering at the button of her pants.

  “Naked or I’m cutting the fucking pants off of you, Alessandra. I’m at my end when it comes to patience.”

  He watched her now as she pushed her pants off and he nodded. “The tattoos have meanings.” He wouldn’t tell her what because he didn’t want her to look at him differently. He needed her to continue to look at him as if he were real, as if he were not the killer he was. “This one…” He pointed to the stylized heart that seemed to bleed down into an ankh. The image was colored in with black, but there were white shades added to the ink. It was simple and told her everything. Her name was written along the left side of the bottom part of the ankh in white. “You own my heart, Alessandra. You’ve owned it for a very long fucking time. It’s more than physical. Tell me you understand?”

  “I do.” He saw the surprise on her face and smiled. It was good that he could surprise her.

  When he saw her completely naked however, he felt like he was about to have a heart attack. “Fuck me, baby, you are perfect.” He could not believe just how perfect she was. Her body had curves. Her ass was flawless. And her pussy? Holy shit, her fucking pussy was bare. “When?” he asked and moved toward her. “God dammit, baby.” He couldn’t hold back anymore.

  He moved around the edge of the bed and grabbed her. He pulled her tightly to his body and put his hands on her ass to give it a squeeze.

  “Why are you leaving your pants on? I thought you said naked?” she asked him.

  He felt her lift her leg and pull him closer.

  “Because I need to have some control right now. Seeing your beautiful little cunt completely bare for me is not something I expected. I’m keeping my pants on because if I don’t, I’m going to fuck you right now and not go slow.”

  “Oh.” There she was with the single breathy word that turned his world upside fucking down.

  He put her onto the bed and watched her as she shifted up into the middle. “There you go, baby.” He prowled up her body. He pressed a kiss to her knee and then moved to her hip where he kissed her again. “You taste so damn good.” He was between her legs now. He looked up her body and saw the passion there. “Put the pillows under your head, baby. I want you to see what I’m going to do to you.” When she complied, he nodded. “Good girl.”

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  There was nothing sexier than her saying those three words. She was a natural submissive. He had always thought it, but now it was confirmed in the demure way she whispered those words, in the way she so quickly did as he commanded her to do. “Perfect, baby. You are absolutely perfect.” He praised her and pressed a kiss to her upper thigh. “Don’t ever change. You are exactly the way a woman should be.” He shifted slightly. “Whatever you do, I need you to stay with me.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Hell, the woman was everything he could have ever hoped for. He bent his head to her bare mound and licked her experimentally. He then shifted slightly to part her labia. He looked up at her and grinned. He blew his breath over her clit and watched when she shivered. “There you are, baby,” he whispered to her before putting his mouth back on her pussy.

  The taste of her was divine. She tasted of pure sweet honey. Her pussy was weeping with his touches. He licked her from clit to asshole and back up again. He wanted everything with this woman. It was something he was not accustomed to, wanting something or someone so badly he would willingly sell his very fucking soul to have it. However, that was exactly how he felt with Alessandra. He wanted her so badly nothing else mattered.

  He feasted upon her pussy, teasing her clit as he did so. She was twisting and moaning under him. Her hands kept going to his hair and tugging it, but he was relentless. He wasn’t going to let her go. He was damned determined to make her come before he even took off his pants or he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

  “Gregorio.” She shuddered under him, his name coming from her lips in a moan of pure need. “Please.” Oh hell, he could hear it in her voice that she was begging him now. He couldn’t deny her.

  “Please what, baby?” He lifted his head slightly so he could look up her body at her. He knew his chin and lips were covered in her pussy juice, and he fucking loved it.

  “I need you inside of me.”

  “Not yet, baby. Soon.” He pressed his covered cock against the bed and put his mouth back on her pussy. He then added a finger into her tight passage. “God, baby, you are tight.” He growled and eased another finger into her pussy while he devoured her. When she moaned again, he twisted his fingers and then pulled the two out so he could add a third. He fucked her now with three of his fingers while licking her clit.

  He did undo his pants and push them off. He was so hard now that he was hurting, literally. He pumped his dick against the bed while he finger fucked and sucked Alessandra. He felt her tightening around his fingers and had to smile when she moaned even louder. Both of her hands clenched at his hair, and he knew she was about to come. That was what he was working toward. He added one more finger into her pussy and heard her scream. He tasted her orgasm and fucking loved it.

  He crawled up her body then. He couldn’t wait another second. His eyes were locked onto hers and he licked his fingers. “You taste fucking delicious.” He leaned in close to her. His chest was to hers, her nipples hard as diamonds against him. It made him smile. “After this, there is no going back. I’m keeping you and I will not let you go, ever.” He rubbed his cock against her dripping cunt and watched her nod.

  “Lift one of your legs and wrap it around my waist.” When she did, he nodded. “Good girl.” He then leaned down to kiss her.

  “I want to see you,” she said as she wiggled under him. “Will you let me see you?”

  “No, not yet, because I’m barely holding on to my control. I want this to be good for you and not over in a moment. Right now, I am so close to coming it isn’t even funny.”

  “Okay, but you will let me see you another day?” There was that small hint of hope in her voice and god damn he loved it.

  “Later, baby. Right now, you just lay back and enjoy yourself.” He just hoped he could make this first time for her worth waiting for.

  ****

  Alessandra was lost in sensation. Gregorio was ensuring she felt nothing but pleasure. From the moment he started licking at her body, she knew there was nothing else in the world that would ever compare to the feelings she had for and with Gregorio.

  Every single time he told her to do something, she found herself doing it. She found that she wanted to do as he told her to do. As he had explained, she was submitting to him completely. When he kissed her, she knew the truth of life. She was in love with him.

  What he did with her pussy, the way he licked her and fingered her, she felt as if she saw stars, literally. The experience was so new to her, so surreal that it had her shuddering time and again. She felt as if she were drunk on the passion he brought out in her. She loved the sensations however. And then he kissed her, her juices on his lips and tongue. Normally s
he would think such a thing would gross her out, but it didn’t. If anything, it turned her on all the more.

  She felt the stretching ache when he began to enter her, but her body relaxed under his care. He looked down at her and once more said, “Hold on, baby.” Those three words had her tightening on him and then she felt it. It was more than a stretching pain. It was a hard bite of pain. She cried out. She couldn’t help it. He was just too big and the pleasure had turned to pain.

  “I’m sorry, baby.” His body stilled as he spoke to her. He kissed her neck, nibbled at her throat, and rolled her nipple with one hand. “Just relax, little bird,” he whispered in her ear a second before biting it lightly.

  When he moved just a small bit, Alessandra noticed there was no pain. There was instead a hint of pleasure. “Please, try that again?” she asked with wide eyes. “It didn’t hurt, felt kind of good actually.”

  She saw the indecision on his face so she tugged him closer with her legs around his hips.

  “Fuck, baby, you are killing me.” He groaned against her ear as he pulled out of her tight sheath and then pushed back in. She felt his hand clenching at her waist, and his forehead pressed tightly to the curve of her neck. “I’ve never felt anything so good, baby.”

  She could only smile. She knew they should have waited for something more, but she couldn’t have waited if she wanted to. She had to have him making love with her, because she had waited for him for far too long. She had known she was in love with him for years and for him to now voice that he was in love with her as well had her all the needier. “It feels so good.” She moaned. “The pain is gone and now there is just good feelings.” She bit her lower lip as she spoke to him, loving the way he moved inside of her over and over again.

  He pulled back and looked down at her face. She smiled when she looked up at him, her hand reaching up to touch his cheek. “I’m glad you didn’t make me wait.”

  He lowered his head and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I couldn’t have waited if I tried. I needed you far too much.” He growled as he pushed harder into her body. She clenched around him again and cried out with the pleasure, which had him moaning along with her. “Hang on, baby.” He shifted slightly. Grabbing her around the backs of her knees, he let them hang over his elbows and rode her.

  He fucked her hard and fast. His balls slapped against her ass time and time again. His hands were at the side of her head with her body nearly in half.

  She loved the feelings of this position, they were perfect. Every single slap of his balls to her ass had her moaning all the more. She shuddered and whimpered in pleasure. “More.” She begged him. “Please.” She loved the way he was fucking her right now. It wasn’t making love. It was fucking, plain and simple.

  “Give it to me, baby.”

  “Yes.” She whimpered the one word. She had no idea what it was he wanted her to give him. “What?” She gasped aloud. “What do I need to give to you?” She was proud of being able to put so many words out there at once.

  “Come for me, baby. That’s what you need to give to me.” He pulled back slightly so he could look down at her. She kissed him back when his mouth closed over hers. She moaned into his mouth when he nipped at her lips with his teeth.

  It was almost as if he turned on a switch inside of her with that demand of his. She sobbed his name and screamed. It was a sound that couldn’t be stopped, even if she had wanted to. He had tilted his hips just slightly and had hit her deep inside on that one thrust. It had her begging for more even when screaming out her orgasm.

  “That’s right, baby.” He praised her just a half a second before she felt him tense up over her. His balls were tight against her ass as he held himself to her body and emptied his balls deep into her waiting pussy.

  She felt him push into her two or three more times, almost like he was trying to force every ounce of his seed deep into her body. She didn’t argue it however. She simply clutched at him and held him tightly to her body. “Oh god that felt amazing,” Alessandra finally whispered against the side of his neck.

  “You were perfect, baby.” He brushed his nose along the side of her neck, nipping at her shoulder from time to time. He turned them slightly so they were lying on their sides.

  Chapter Fifteen

  He looked down into her eyes and was absolutely stunned by what he saw there. The emotions reflected in her dark brown eyes floored him. He lifted his hand and cupped her cheek. His thumb stroked over her lip and he smiled. Her lips were swollen from his kisses and he loved it. “You are perfect.”

  She flushed. It was so fucking cute on her. The way that she would blush from time to time instantly had him hard. “I’m not perfect, but I’m glad you liked making love to me.”

  “More than liked it. I loved it. It’s something I look forward to for the rest of our lives. Will it always be this good? In the future when we make love?”

  “It will be better than that, honey. From here out, there won’t be any pain. There will only be pleasure. I will introduce you to all sorts of it in the time we have in our lives.” He pulled out of her body and felt her clenching at his cock. He wanted to pump back into her cunt all over again. He didn’t, only because he knew she might still be in pain.

  “Stay here, baby.” He rose from the bed and walked to the bathroom. When he came back, it was with a warm, wet cloth. He cleaned her gently, stroking the cloth over her body time and time again. He opened her folds and cleaned her bare pussy as well, the blood on the cloth not lost upon him. He had been her first. He knew that, but somehow seeing that blood had him wanting to slide back into her all over again. However, he needed to take care of her. He had to ensure she was okay before he thought about his own pleasure.

  He heard her moan and whimper with his cleaning of her pussy. “Come on, little love.” He then reached down and scooped her into his arms. A nice hot bath would be good for her. It would have her body relaxing, and she needed that after the fucking he had just given her.

  Once in his bathroom, he sat her on the counter and smiled. “Stay. I will get the bath started, and then we will take one together. No more making love tonight, little bird. More tomorrow.” He got the bath started and even put some bath salts into it, some he knew she liked. “Now, come on, baby.” He picked her up again and stepped into the bathtub. Once they were settled there, he turned on the jets and pulled her closer. “Just relax, little bird.”

  “Why do you call me that?” Alessandra asked as she shifted slightly against him until she was comfortable, or so he was assuming.

  “What’s that?” He gently moved his hands up and down her arms, bringing the water over them to soothe and calm her.

  “Little bird, why do you call me that?”

  That memory had him smiling. He chuckled. “You were about ten, I think it was.” He scooped another handful of water and let it slide over her arm. “You were in the maze behind your father’s home. I believe you were in the center in the little grotto he has there.” He felt her nod and continued. “You were singing. I don’t know what it was, but it was beautiful. I noticed that even the birds had stopped their songs to listen to yours.” He knew that likely wasn’t why, but he was willing to pretend that was it.

  He looked down at her and saw her cheeks turning just the slightest hint of pink and smiled. He watched her as her tongue darted out and moistened her lower lip. “I didn’t know anyone could hear me.”

  “We all could. That’s why you catch the men sometimes humming that tune. It’s a haunting melody we all remembered even if none of us knew what the name of it was.”

  “It was I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack. I loved that song. I still do. There is something about that song that simply sticks with me.”

  “I enjoyed it. I wouldn’t mind if you hummed or sang it around here from time to time.” He meant his words too. He enjoyed the sound of her voice, not just her singing but everything.

  “Thank you, I will.” She rubbed her cheek to his shoulder and i
t made him feel as if he was the most important person in the whole fucking world. Her trust in him, her leaning on him had him wanting to be better and wanting to be more for her.

  They talked for a time in the bath until he felt her waning. “All right, little bird, it’s time for us to get you out of here.” He stood and shifted her slightly so he could get out first. Once he was out, he grabbed a towel and quickly dried off. Wrapping the towel around his hips, he then helped her out of the bathtub and dried her off.

  ****

  The following day, Gregorio stood before Giovanni and fisted his hands tightly. “How dare you.” He growled at the older man who sat before him behind his desk. Yesterday, they had ensured the continuation of the Family Legacy. He had been assured he was next in line, and now here was this moldy old fuck trying to tell him no. No, Gregorio wasn’t going to have it. “If I must I will kill you in order to take over. You know that, don’t you?”

  “I do, but would you really kill your lover’s father?” The way Giovani said those words made it feel as if this was some sort of test, one that had Gregorio seeing red.

  “She is my finance and you had better fucking believe I will kill you.” Gregorio heard the shifting behind him and held his hand to the side, stopping his second from approaching and standing at his side to fight against the man before them.

  “She is still my daughter, and this is still my fucking Family!” Giovanni punctuated his statement with a fist to his desk, which didn’t amuse Gregorio in the least. “You might have taken her innocence, but I know of others that will take a used woman.”

  Gregorio didn’t even think. He jumped over the desk, pulled Giovanni from his chair, and started to pound the man’s face. He was beyond pissed off that this bastard had said something like that about Alessandra. He heard Giovanni’s guards enter the room but also heard Tony and Adam pulling their weapons to back him up. When he pulled back, he looked down at Giovanni. “Step down or I will kill you.” He couldn’t stop the feeling of failing a test, of somehow being pushed into a corner the Boss had wanted him in.