10. Ethan

Chapter 10

Ethan

There was no up, there was no down. Everything at that moment centered on my alpha. Orsino’s body covered mine in all places. His hands roved over my skin. His rough calluses tickled against my softness. Then his fingers were teasing around the rim of my opening while slick leaked from me, and I could feel its warmth.

I spread my legs farther apart, my hips bucking as I tried to draw Orsino closer to me.

He kissed my lips and whispered against my skin. “Let me take this slow, omega. This is your first time, yes?”

“Yes.” I had all but written off the idea that my first time would be a magical experience with someone I cared about. After selling myself to the mafia, I just assumed my first time would be rough and terrible…and scary.

Orsino had other plans.

His fingers stretched me, pressing against the walls of my channel until I was nearly coming apart beneath him.

My hard cock leaked, dripping onto my stomach as his mouth covered where the droplets landed.

“More.” I panted and squirmed as I reached for his cock. I wanted to touch it, to guide him into my most intimate place so I could feel him right where I needed him.

Orsino seemed to want the same. His fingers left my body, and he pressed his shaft against my opening before he slowly slid inside me like we were made for each other.

The burn and stretch was immediate but oh so delicious. The torment of not having him inside me was quickly replaced by the torment of needing him to come. I wanted my body to soak up his release like the dry earth soaked up a cleansing rain.

“More, alpha. More.”

“More what, baby?”

“You. All of you.”

Orsino chuckled. “I don’t want to hurt you, baby. I may need you to take the lead this time. Take what you need from me. Be as aggressive as you want.”

I let out a squeal when he started to move, and then he held my hips while he rolled us over so I was on top.

My eyes fluttered closed as his cock pushed even deeper inside me. This. This was what my body needed. His length was buried so deep within me it felt like my heart was in my throat.

“Fuck me, Ethan.”

So I did.

I rocked my hips and bounced on his cock, letting it slide in and out of me, drawing my release closer.

Orsino rested his arms behind his head and smiled up at me, letting me ride.

“That’s it, omega. Take it all. It’s yours.”

“Is it over?” I panted, breathing heavily as I lay over Orsino's chest.

His breath matched my own, shallow and fast as we came down from our most recent orgasms.

We had showered, thinking my heat was mostly through. But while we were drying each other off, one thing led to another, and we were back in bed.

But I couldn’t complain one bit. It was amazing.

"I think so." He buried his nose in my hair and inhaled deeply. "You smell normal. Your temperature seems normal. The room reeks of sex, but we can air it out tomorrow."

"What day is it?"

Orsino chuckled. "I have no idea. I'll find out later, after we sleep."

"I don't know if I can sleep." My stomach rumbled just then, reminding me that we hadn't eaten since the last time we came up for air, which had been, what, ten hours ago? It was impossible to keep track.

"It's late." Orsino grabbed his phone from the nightstand. “About midnight. We can call down and get some food delivered."

"Oh, I don't want to bother anyone in the middle of the night."

Orsino waved a hand. "Nonsense. The kitchen staff will be preparing for tomorrow's meals anyway.”

“I’d hate to be thought of as bothersome. I’ll be fine, Orsino. We’ll survive without food."

Orsino lifted me up so we faced one another, and then he tipped my chin so I met his gaze. "I'm hungry. Are you?"

"Yes," I said. "Starved." For more than just food, even though it had been mere minutes since I last had him inside me.

"Then let's order food. The people working here are hired to do exactly what we ask. They’re happy to feed us at any time. Day or night."

I swallowed thickly. The intensity of his gaze always set me on edge, in a good way. "Okay."

"I'm sure they have some leftovers around. I’ll simply text the chef to let him know to bring up some of those."

"Okay." I nodded again, finally relaxing in his lap. "Thank you.”

“And water, maybe something with electrolytes, if they have it. You need to get your strength back."

"You do too." I chuckled at the amount of sweat and other bodily fluids we’d expelled since my heat started.

My alpha smiled. "Damn right, I do. Omega, you wore me out. I thought you were gonna kill me, but hell, what a way to go." He winked.

My brow furrowed. "Are you all right? I didn't realize it would be?—"

He put a finger to my lips, shushing me. "I’m great. Everything was perfect. Was everything good for you?"

I nodded. "Amazing. I wish I could remember more of it."

I settled onto his chest while he typed out a message to whoever was going to be delivering our meal.

Finally, he put the phone back on the nightstand and wrapped his arms around me. "Don't fall asleep. I need to get some food in you."

"You might have to talk to keep me awake." My eyelids were already heavy. Everything about being in his embrace made me want to fall asleep.

"What shall we talk about?" Amusement was ever-present in his voice when he talked to me.

"Well, I have been wondering a few things…"

"You’re welcome to ask anything. I may not be able to answer, and if I can't answer, you’re gonna have to accept that." His chest rumbled as he spoke, vibrating against my cheek.

"That's okay." I sighed as I accepted yet another aspect of our new reality. “I understand.”

He nipped at my shoulder. "So, what do you want to know?"

“Everything.”

“Hmmm.” The rumble of his torso rippled through me. I didn’t know what I would do when we inevitably had to return to the real world. I wanted to stay near him, to have his skin touching mine all the time. “Andro took over as head of the family from my father a few years ago. He’s my boss in a lot of ways, but Louie and I are his advisors.”

I drew shapes with my finger along his forearm. “What do you advise on?”

“A lot of things. The Ferrini’s have their hands in a lot of businesses. Some are legal, some not. We, along with the rest of our trusted family members, keep things running.”

“What are some of the legal businesses?”

Orsino’s hand rubbed down my back, and I shuddered. “The casino is mostly legal. A few restaurants and a chain of liquor stores. We own a trucking company too.”

I cocked my head as I thought about that. “Is that legal?”

“The trucks are. The cargo, not so much.” He kissed my head. “Does that bother you?”

“Not really. I know you’re a good man, Orsino.”

“Actually, I’m not, but I like that you think I am. And I promise that none of our businesses put innocent people in harm’s way. There are worse men out there than me.”

“Uh, yeah.” I scoffed at how silly he was being. “I think you’re the best man. The best alpha.”

Orsino hugged me tighter. “I like hearing you say that, omega.”