Lucifer: A Mafia Bad Boy Romance (Sinsations Book 1) (6 page)

I grabbed my breast, twisting and tugging a hard nipple as he pounded into me. The iron grip on my ass disappeared, followed by him wrapping his arm around my waist, his hand suddenly on my swollen lips, his fingers once again flying across my clit. “Oh god!” I cried. “I’m going to –” My scream echoed through the bathroom as my climax hit with the force of a freight train. Lucifer pounded into me repeatedly, slamming into me one final time, his shaft throbbing, hot as fire, as he came. The feel of his cock throbbing inside me triggered another orgasm and I dropped my head to the mattress, gasping for air as my body shook uncontrollably.

He kissed me between the shoulder blades and withdrew. “Be right back,” he said quickly, walking towards the bathroom. I looked back at him as I crawled up to the head of the bed, collapsing on a big, fluffy pillow. I bit my lip, practically drooling over his heavily-muscled shoulders and back. He had a tattoo between his shoulder blades. A dagger pointing down with a scroll wrapped around it. There were words on the scroll but I couldn’t make them out from here.

He returned to the bed, his eyes never leaving my body. I fought the urge to crawl under the covers, partially embarrassed to be on display, partially turned on by the desire in his eyes. He crawled into bed next to me, wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me tight against him. “I forgot about dinner. Are you hungry?”

I snuggled against him, enjoying the security of his big arm holding me close. “No. I just want to enjoy this while I can.” A handsome man who made love like a sex god was mine, but only until his uncle left. After that, it would be back to reality. I tried not to think about it, trying to focus on the feeling of his warm skin pressed against mine, the beating of his heart lulling me to sleep as I enjoyed the pleasurable ache of a mind-blowing fuck. He mumbled something as he drifted off, kissing the top of my head and holding me tighter. I wasn’t certain, but it sort of sounded like ‘my angel.’ I fell asleep with a smile on my face, hoping I had heard correctly.

I lay on my side, watching her sleep, trying to remember the last time I had let a woman actually sleep in my bed. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember a single time. Usually, after I provided the lucky lady with a few orgasms, I would let her lounge around and bask in the afterglow for a few minutes, and then it was time to go.

Sure, Krista was pretending to be my future wife but that was only for Uncle Vinny’s benefit. It would’ve been easy to move her into the guest room after we had our fun last night, but there had been something about having her snuggle up to me as we drifted off to sleep. Something that made me feel complete for the first time in ages.

She lay on her stomach, facing towards me. An angel from Heaven couldn’t look as innocent and sweet as she looked right now. The soft light from the lamp on the table next to the bed cast a warm glow over her, creating an interesting crisscrossing pattern on her back. I propped myself up on my elbow, frowning. The odd pattern wasn’t a result of light and shadows. She had scars on her back. I ran a finger lightly down one, my jaw clenching. Someone had hurt her. A lot. I wanted to repay the favor.

She moaned as my hand drifted across her skin, but stayed asleep. I leaned closer, studying the marks on her body. Someone had used a belt, occasionally striking her with the buckle. I recognized the markings because I had left similar marks on people for the family when a message needed to be sent. A solid leather belt with a nice heavy buckle was the ultimate tool for handing out a little pain… and it was totally legal to carry one with you anywhere you went.

I closed my eyes and buckled my fist, digging my fingernails into my palm. I had an idea about who did this. He’d regret ever being born. I’d make sure of that.

I wrapped my arm around her – my angel – and pulled her tight against me, wanting to keep her safe. My cock, nestled between her ass cheeks, grew hard at the feel of her soft skin against mine. I kissed her shoulder, slowly moving my lips up to the side of her neck. She moaned, arching her back, pressing her ass against me. I slid my hand up her stomach and cupped her breast, rolling a nipple between my fingers, enjoying the feel of it growing hard at my touch.

Krista pressed back against me harder, reaching back and grabbing the back of my head, holding me tight against her. I released her breast, slid my hand down and gripped her thigh, raising her leg up and back so it could drape over my hip. I slid down a bit, moving my hips until my hard length slid down her ass to her hot, wet entrance. She reached down and grabbed me, a low sexy moan escaping her throat as she stroked my hard flesh.

“Tell me you want me,” I said.

She rolled her hips, sliding her wet lips up and down my shaft. “I do,” she gasped. “I want you inside me.”

I reached back towards the nightstand. She shook her head. “No. I want you.
All
of you. I need to feel you inside me.”

I nipped her shoulder with my teeth, growling low in my throat. If my angel wanted all of me, I was going to give her what she wanted. She positioned the head of my cock at her entrance and I pushed forward, sliding an inch or two inside her.

“Yes,” she said softly. “Fuck me.”

I grabbed her hips, holding her tight, as my full length entered her.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped, her inner muscles clamping tight around me.

I pulled back slowly, enjoying the way her velvet heat tried to keep me within her, and then thrust forward, completely burying myself in with one stroke. Her body trembled as I began pounding into her, keeping her anchored in one spot with my hands as my hips slapped repeatedly against her ass. I pinched and pulled hard on her nipple and her scream echoed throughout the room as she came, her sweet pussy squirting around my cock as I fucked her.

I leaned forward, whispered harshly in her ear. “I’m going to fill you with my seed and make you mine.”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, make me yours.”

I thrust forward a few more times and then slammed into her with one final thrust as I came, filling her hot core. She trembled against me, her tight pussy milking my throbbing shaft of everything it had to give her. I kissed her shoulder as she relaxed against me.

“What a way to start the day,” she said, a big smile on her face.

A loud booming echoed up and down the hall. Krista sat up, eyes wide with shock. “It’s him,” she gasped, reaching out and grabbing me, her fingernails digging into my shoulder.

“Yeah,” I grumbled, not wanting this moment to end. “I figured Uncle Vinny would pull something like this.”

“Uncle Vinny?” Her grip relaxed. “Yeah, of course.” She let go of my shoulder, looking at the marks left by her nails. “I’m sorry.”

Interesting that she had been worried about someone other than my uncle knocking on the door at such an early hour. We’d have to discuss that later. Right now, we had a show to put on. I grinned, stealing a quick kiss before climbing out of bed. “You can dig your nails into me any time.”

She blushed as I grabbed the pants I had left on the bathroom floor and pulled them on, fastening them as I walked down the hall, the loud knocking continuing, grating on my nerves. Vinny was lucky he was family or we’d have a problem. I pulled the door open and glared.

Uncle Vinny was standing next to a server with a silver meal cart. He grinned at me. The server jumped a couple of inches in the air when I opened the door, probably wondering how long he had until he got fired. I stepped back, letting them enter. “Good morning, Uncle Vinny.”

The server pushed the cart near the couch, glanced at my uncle and then at me. I nodded and he beat a hasty retreat. “Good morning,” Vinny said, lifting the domed cover off the cart to reveal a large platter of brioche, butter, raspberry jam, and three cappuccinos. He looked around. “Let me guess. Your lady-love’s flight got delayed.” He looked at me and grinned.

“Why would you think that?” Krista asked, coming down the hall wearing one of my white dress shirts. It was baggy enough on her to almost be a gown, going down to mid-thigh. She looked sexy as hell.

Uncle Vinny apparently thought the same thing because he was momentarily speechless. No small trick with him. He looked from her to me, back to her, then back to me. He was still grinning but it was no longer that oily shit-eating grin that got under my skin. He looked genuinely happy now. “Wow, kid. You done good.” He looked at Krista and extended his hand. “Vincent Libonati. You can call me Uncle Vinny.”

Krista shook his hand, a big smile on her face. “Nice to meet you. I’m Krista.” She glanced at the tray. “Do we have you to thank for this?”

Vinny shrugged. “Figured it was the least I could do for the happy couple.”

She picked up a pastry and bit into it. “Oh my god. This is great. What is it?”

Uncle Vinny looked at me curiously. “You haven’t introduced this girl to the wonder of brioche?”

I shrugged. “It’s new on the menu. I keep forgetting about it.” I hoped like hell he didn’t somehow know I was lying. I loved brioche. It had been on the menu since Sinsations opened.

Vinny picked up a pastry, tore off a hunk of it, and slathered butter and jam on it. “It’s like bread, only better.” He popped it into his mouth.

Krista grabbed another one, following Vinny’s example and using butter and jam. I picked up one and concentrated on coating it with jam as if I was performing brain surgery, trying not to pay attention to the way Krista was moaning. It was no good. My cock was throbbing.

“Delicious,” Krista said. She slapped me on the arm. “Honey, don’t be stingy with the good stuff in the future.” She picked up a cup of cappuccino and smiled at me.

Vinny chuckled and I couldn’t help but smile. Krista was perfect for the role of fiancée. So perfect that I had to keep reminding myself that this wasn’t real. She had enjoyed some incredible sex and was getting a nice payday out of the deal, but no way would she really be interested in settling down with someone who had my past, especially since her own past had apparently been filled with violence. Uncle Vinny’s presence in my living room proved that my family was never too far away, and those problems could spill over into my life at any second.

After finishing another pastry, Vinny looked at me, the calculating look in his eyes letting me know he wasn’t quite convinced yet. “She’s a beautiful woman, Luc, and I can see how she could convince even a dog like you to settle down… but why haven’t you shared this good news with the family?”

I shrugged, sipping my cappuccino. “We’re in love.” I glanced at Krista, enjoying the way she looked wearing only my shirt and the ring she had thankfully remembered to slip on, enjoying the simple act of having breakfast with her, even with Uncle Vinny here. I hadn’t known her that long, but it was true. I really was in love with her. With considerable effort, I pulled my gaze from her and looked back at my uncle. “We just wanted to keep things low-key and not make a big deal out of it.”

Uncle Vinny chuckled. “Libonati and low-key don’t go together.”

I nodded. “And that’s why I haven’t told them.”

My uncle nodded. “I can understand that, but because of circumstances, they’ll have to find out now. Will you tell them or shall I?”

I frowned. This was the part I had dreaded. I didn’t mind lying to Uncle Vinny. Lying to my parents was a different story. “You tell them.”

Krista gasped. “Luc, don’t be silly.” She looked at my uncle. “Of course we’ll tell them. It’s the right thing to do.”

I could tell by the look on Vinny’s face that I had almost made a tragic mistake but Krista had unknowingly saved the day. It made sense. If I was really in love, really going to marry this woman, then of course I’d want to be the one to tell my parents. I smiled at my uncle. “Just messing with you. Of course I —” I glanced at Krista. “
We
will tell them.”

Vinny nodded, a huge smile on his face. He clapped me on the shoulder. “I’m happy for you, Luc. Happy that you’re happy… and happy that things didn’t have to get ugly.” He glanced at Krista again and gave me a lecherous grin. “I know you’ve been away from your woman for a while and have a lot of
catching up
to do so I’ll show myself out.” He nodded towards Krista. “It was a pleasure to meet you.”

“It was a pleasure to meet you, too,” Krista said as we followed Vinny to the door. She opened the door as my uncle hugged me.

“Have a safe trip back home,” I said.

Vinny chuckled. “I’m not leaving yet.”

“No?” I tried to keep my voice and expression neutral.

Vinny shook his head. “Naw. This is my first vacation in years. Why not enjoy it at my favorite nephew’s casino?”

I tried to smile. Not sure if I succeeded because my face suddenly felt numb. “There’s no place better to have a good time in Vegas.”

Vinny nodded. “I agree. Figure I’ll play some cards, eat some good food, and get a little thrill from seeing you two lovebirds around.”

“Sounds like a great plan,” I agreed. “But I can’t have my uncle staying in anything less than a suite… and I refuse to let you pay for it. Just let me know how long you’ll be staying and I’ll get things set up for you later today.”

Vinny shrugged. “I don’t know. A week. Maybe two. I’ll let you know for sure later.”

A week. Maybe two. Fuck.

A week. Maybe two. Fuck.

I stared at the closed door, too stunned to move. I had planned on getting the hell out of Dodge before the sun went down. It seemed like such a simple plan. Pretend to be Lucifer’s fiancée, wait for the uncle to leave, and then disappear before Mike showed up. Now what? If I disappeared now, his uncle would know something was up. I still didn’t know what would happen if the truth was discovered. I turned to look at Lucifer, who seemed just as stunned as I was.

“How bad will it be if he finds out we’re not really engaged?”

He blinked a couple of times, as if just waking up, and looked at me. “That’s not a problem. We’ll just have to pretend a little longer.”

“Lucifer,” I began.

“Luc.”

“What?”

He smiled, wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. “You called me Luc while Uncle Vinny was here. I liked it. It’s a name only people who are close to me get to use, and I want you to call me Luc.”