Chapter 30

Chapter

Thirty

I bring my hand down hard on her ass, making a satisfying crack. "Does that feel good, gattina? Do you want me to do it again?" I rasp, my breath hot on the back of Mia's neck as she is spread over my desk, her skirt up to her waist.

"Fuck you, Renzo," she snarls but arches back against me. I smack her ass again and she lets out a whimper. I bury my fingers in her pussy and she's wet. "You're drenched for me, my little slut. Tell me what you want," I demand.

She clamps her lips together and I laugh. Mia is always so determined to hold out but the two of us know there's no holding out for either one of us. "Tell me," I demand again as I squeeze her nipple until she whimpers.

"I want you to fuck me, Renzo. Hard. Fuck me hard."

I slap her ass again and then rub my fingers through her slick folds. Her hips buck against my desk. I pull out my bottom drawer and pull out a vibrator. Turning it on, I ask, "Where do you want me to put this, baby girl? Do you want me to fuck your ass or your pussy?"

"Renzo," she moans as I rub her clit. "Fuck my pussy," she says.

I put the vibrator to the opening of her vagina and slowly push it in. "Don't come until I tell you to. If you come before I let you, then I will not touch you for a week."

Mia swears and moans as I turn up the vibrator. Then I put my cock at the edge of her butt hole. She said pussy so I get to fuck her in the ass. These little games drive her crazy and she loves it. I love her. I grab some lube from the drawer and cover my cock.

"Renzo," she moans, "I'm going to come."

I pull the dildo out. "No. You're not."

"You bastard," she says but we both know she wants this.

I stick my cock into her puckered hole, advancing slowly, each of us enjoying the inch-by-inch intrusion. "How does that feel, baby girl? You like that?"

"I feel so full," she moans.

I rub her clit, and after turning the vibrator on high, I push it into her opening. Her hips buck. "Renzo," she snarls, "fuck me."

I start to move. I can feel the vibration within her vagina and it's bringing me to the edge. I start pumping, hard and fast, my fingers digging into her hips. Mia's hips keep bucking. "Yes," she moans.

"I'm fucking you, my little whore," I tell her, and I slam into her again and again. I know I'm leaving bruises on her hips with my fierce grip.

"Renzo…"

"Don't do it," I tell her. She cries out in frustration, but I won't let her come. I slam into her ass again and again letting the vibration drive me until I'm about to climax. "Come now, baby girl, come for me."

She grits her teeth and then her hips buck violently as she climaxes and slumps over the desk. A moment later, I jet off inside her anus. I lay on her for a moment before righting myself and slapping her ass. "Good girl," I say as I tuck myself back in my pants.

Mia straightens and starts to smooth out her skirt. "I have to go change," she says. "But I want details when I get back." She blows me a kiss and starts out of the room. Then she turns back toward me and rubs her breasts. "I want to ride you later," she declares. "And I want to do it outside somewhere interesting. I want you to make me come where the whole world can see if they bother to look." With that, she's gone, and I'm left with a hard-on.

Ever since I poured my blood into her, she's become voracious and I love it. I will have to think of a place that will turn her on. My little slut knows what I like and now I know what she likes. It's a match made in hell. I smile.

Twenty minutes later, Mia sits demurely on the sofa, her posture composed, though I can see the lust still lingering in her eyes. Nico and Luca have arrived for the meeting, and I'm back behind my desk, all the sex toys tucked away, the remnants of our earlier encounter hidden.

"So, what are you going to tell everyone?" Luca asks, leaning back in his chair, his expression a mix of curiosity and wariness.

"The cops have put out a story that after losing his wife, Luigi lost his mind. They're saying he shot up the Duomo with his men inside, driven by rage against God, and then set himself on fire."

Nico snorts, shaking his head. "Thank Father for that quick thinking."

"Yes," I agree, nodding. "He spun the tale perfectly. But I'm going to tell la famiglia the truth."

Luca raises an eyebrow, surprised. "The truth?"

"Some of it," I clarify. "I'll tell them the Albanians were making a play to kill all of us—me, Mia, our people, and the ‘Ndrangheta. It's the same story I told Salvatore Palma. He was visibly shaken when he heard what happened. He seems satisfied, especially since several key members of the Albanian mafia haven't been seen since that night. He's agreed to work with us, and negotiations that I expected to drag on for months are almost finalized."

"And the rest?" Luca asks, casting a cautious glance at Mia.

"The rest? They'll have to deal with it." I turn my gaze to Mia, pride mingling with defiance. "Mia will take over running Bologna after Rico's death, and she'll manage Luigi's territory as well since they border each other. She's smart, ambitious, and already has some brilliant ideas to fix the mess Rico left behind. They'll fall in line. "

Nico smirks, a hint of admiration in his eyes. "So, you've got it all figured out."

I frown, my thoughts shifting to the lingering threats. "Not quite. There's still the issue of who created the poison potion. I know Father is working on it, but it has to be someone in the magickal realm. Those turned scum didn't have the clout to get it made, and neither does Leon Miller."

"I can't believe that bastard is still alive," Luca snarls, his frustration simmering just beneath the surface.

"I know. I want him dead too, but short of attacking Berlin and taking it by force, we're stuck with him."

"It's not time for war," Mia interjects, her voice calm but firm. "There are too many unknowns. Engaging before we're on solid footing would be a grave mistake."

Since the incident at the Duomo, Mia has become more and more like a vampire—sharper, more calculating. She's not as strong as we are, nor are her senses as heightened, but she understands the world she's been thrust into, and she's proving to be a valuable asset. My brothers have supported her from the start, a loyalty that hasn't gone unnoticed.

My father, however, keeps his distance, still troubled by what we did. But I believe he'll come around.

Nico nods in agreement, though his frustration is palpable. "You're right. It's just so fucking unbelievable that we have to deal with that piece of shit."

"Agreed," Mia says, glancing at her phone as it buzzes. "I've got to take this." She stands, her face tightening as she answers. "Pippa? What's wrong?"

I watch her leave, concern etching lines across her brow.

Luca draws my focus back to him. "Any news on the other?"

I shrug and look at Nico. "Have you heard anything from Esme?"

Nico shakes his head, his expression darkening. "She's gone silent. Something big is happening in the magickal realm. We can all feel it, but none of us know what's coming. The last thing Esme said was to be careful. She told me the air around our family is thick with danger. "

"No shit," Luca mutters as he stands, his frustration evident. "Until we get more information…or someone tips us off…it's business as usual."

"Agreed," I say, watching my brothers as they leave my office. But the uneasy feeling gnaws at me, a warning I can't quite shake. We are moving forward, but there's a storm gathering, and I can't help but feel that we're woefully unprepared for whatever's coming.

Keep reading for a sneak peek at Depths Of Obsession, the second book in The Emerald Dagger Mafia series.