Mafia Kings: Massimo: Dark Mafia Romance Series #3

Lucia’s eyes were closed, and her breathing was soft and slow. Her head lay nestled in the crook of my shoulder. She still wore her t-shirt; we hadn’t even taken it off. But I could feel the warmth of her bare stomach and legs against my skin.

She looked absolutely angelic.

I watched her and thought about what I’d just done.

On the one hand, it was a really bad move. Even worse, a stupid one.

I’d just had sex with the granddaughter of one of the most dangerous Cosa Nostra leaders in all of Italy.

Despite all I’d done for the Widow, I was pretty sure she wouldn’t take kindly to me fucking her granddaughter. Normally, I’d be a dead man.

On the other hand…

It had been the hottest sex of my life.

Nothing else even came close.

That whole part at the beginning where I was furious at her – where I just wanted to dominate her and punish her –

Hearing her scream I HATE you right before I fucked her brains out –

That had been astounding. A rush of adrenaline I’d never experienced with any other woman.

It also scratched an itch I’d had for the last 24 hours: finally putting the little brat in her place.

But after that was over…

Everything else had been less and less about the anger and more about enjoying her obvious pleasure.

I’d loved hearing her come.

I’d loved making her come.

Her screams…

Her calling out my name…

Even thinking about her cries made my cock swell up again.

I’d enjoyed every second I was inside her…

Both my cock and my tongue…

And every second that passed, I wanted to fuck her again.

But now that it was all over, I also felt this overwhelming tenderness towards her…

A deep-seated need to protect her. Something primal and fierce.

It went deeper than the desire to fuck her, or any sort of obligation I felt to her grandmother.

It was like she was mine now…

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So that she could go on looking like an angel as she slept.

So… yes, it was a bad move to fuck her…

But I was happier than I could remember being for a very long time.

I checked the small table by the bed and made sure my Glock was within reach.

Then I continued to watch her peaceful, beautiful face as she slept…

Before I finally drifted off to sleep, too, cradling her against my body.