Page 15 of Ludovico's Vengeance

I stare back at my hands as he rushes out of the room and hollers through the hall for someone to stand by. My mind reels from the events of the past few hours. Unsure of what’s going to come next, I crawl to the top of the bed and rest my back against the pillows on the side that look like it hasn’t been slept on. Pinhead follows close behind. He mewls when I pull my knees to my chest and curls into a ball next to me. My heart aches at the thought of something happening to Giovanni because of me. I need to help, somehow.

I’m not sure how long it’s been when the door slowly cracks open with a soft creek as Giovanni steps back inside. His eyes look as exhausted as I feel. When he realizes I’m still awake, he stops suddenly.

“I’m sorry, Short Stack; did I wake you?” He crosses the room and climbs onto the mattress with ease. Damn him and those long man legs.

I shake my head no and scoot myself down under the covers. Pinhead stands and stretches before he migrates to the foot of the bed when Giovanni covers himself from the waist down with the sheet.

“Get some rest,Bella. We will talk more tomorrow.”

A light lavender scent cuts through the haze of a very vivid dream. An overwhelming warmth coats my skin, something heavy weighing me down. My eyes flutter open and I tense, my mind still in that fog between sleep and consciousness. Reaching for my Glock under my pillow, I pause when a wild mess of strawberry blonde hair comes into view. The woman the halo of reddish gold belongs to, sprawls across my chest.

Her soft breasts are pressed against the rippling muscles that I work so hard for. Her thin T-shirt is the only thing separating our bare skin. The hard peaks of her soft breasts press into me despite the flimsy excuse of her night clothes. My cock throbs as it strains against the black boxer briefs hidden under a pair of dark sweats I had the forethought to wear to sleep. Nina’s head and that riot of curls blocks my line of sight, but if I could see past her head, I’m sure the thick grey material would be stretched toward the ceiling, tented over my throbbing dick. She’s gonna fucking freak. And not just because the monster in my pants was roused, but because we’re pressed together without her knowledge or consent.

My heart pounds erratically in my chest while trying to calm the flow of blood to my groin so she’s at least not confronted with my raging hard-on. All progress is thrown out the window when she stirs and lets out the sweetest noise. Jesus fuck, that little moan is going to be the star of every wet dream I have going forward for the rest of my life.

Nina’s body goes rigid as her eyelids flutter open, her long lashes tickling my chest. She scrambles off of me and backs away to the other side of the bed, narrowly missing Pinhead who’s asleep on her pillow. I rush to cover myself with my own pillow to try to hide the evidence of not only my morning wood, but what she does to me.

“Giovanni?” The first word out of her mouth is my name and hell, does it sound good with that morning rasp. I wonder if she’d sound like that if I woke her up with my face buried between her thighs. I curl my lips inward as I suppress the grin that my dirty thoughts are causing.

“Morning, Short Stack.” I greet the gorgeous woman in my bed. “Are you ok? I’m not sure how we ended up in an aggressive cuddle, but I can sleep on the floor tonight if that would make you more comfortable.” I scold myself for making the offer. There is nothing more I want than to wake up with her on me like that again. Well, ok maybe one thing, but obviously that’s not happening any time soon.

Nina pulls the covers up over her chest to hide from me. She shakes her head and drags her hands over her face to scrub the sleep from her eyes. When she looks back up at me, she has a look of fear etched across her gorgeous features that makes my heart sink.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” She rushes out, her voice trembles as she speaks. “I don’t know what happened, I was over here when I fell asleep. Usually, I don’t move when I sleep, I’m so sorry.” She apologizes again.

I smirk up at her, unable to hide the amusement at her reason for worry.

“Bella, if I could wake up with you sprawled across my chest like that for the rest of my life, I will die a happy man. You did nothing wrong.” I shake my head, trying to stifle the chuckle. “Answer me this. How did you sleep?”

Nina’s breath hitches as she takes a moment to let the question sink in. Her features soften and that sweet pretty pink color tinges her cheeks again. As her body begins to relax, she lets the blanket lower. The hardened peaks of her soft breasts are still obvious through the thin material, and it takes all my willpower not to keep my eyes locked on them.

“I slept,” her shoulders lift and drop as she lets out a heavy sigh. “Really well. I don’t know that I've ever slept through the night like that.” Her confession does nothing to help the aching need currently throbbing under the pillow I’ve still got over my cock.

I chuckle and throw my legs off the side of the bed and then toss the pillow at Nina which makes her squeal. When I stand, my hand immediately goes to adjust my dick. Even with the monster tucked between the waistband and my stomach, there is an undeniable bulge, which I’m not sure she’s ready for.

“Go get some breakfast, Short Stack.” My desire for her can’t overshadow what I need to do today. “I need to get a shower before I head out for the day.”

My bare feet pad across the smooth hardwood floor as I make my way into my bathroom. I go through the motions of turning on the shower. When I finally kick off the pants and boxer briefs, a groan escapes my lips. An instant relief when my cock springs free from the tight confinement.

God damn, I am fucked. Why do I only seem to get hard-ons for the ones that are off limits? As I step into the shower, the warm water pelts against my skin. I lean forward against the cool tile, my head rests against my forearm as my dominant hand wraps around the base of my still aching dick. My lips part in a deep groan as I squeeze, tightening my grip. I begin to slide my hand up and down my length, toying with the Jacob's ladder piercings while grazing my thumb over the top, swiping drops of pre-cum across the head of my dick.

My eyes close and I envision Nina spread out before me, burying my face between her thighs for as long as she can handle. As much as I want to take every first she’ll allow, I know she’s nowhere near ready to take me. I feel like a fucking monster having the feelings I do when she’s got no experience with anyone, really, let alone the opposite sex. I let out a tortured moan as I pump my length only a handful of times before the telltale sign of a climax begins with tingling at the base of my spine. The fact that I'm so quick to find my release only confirms how fucked I am in this scenario. My balls begin to tighten, and I thrust my hips into my hand and curse as I paint the walls with my seed. Fuck.

After I finish cleaning up myself and the wall in the shower, I step out into the warm bathroom. I wrap a large towel around my waist and walk to the bathroom door. As soon as I pull the door open to my bedroom, I see Nina walking in with a mug of coffee and cinnamon roll. She’s still dressed in the same flimsy sleep clothes she was in when I got into the shower. Her eyes go wide when she sees me. I cock a brow at her, my lips pulled into a tight grin, unable to hide my amusement.

“Hi, sorry. Um,” she murmurs as she takes a few cautious steps toward me. “Jade asked me to bring these to you since you are going to be in a rush. I didn’t realize – I didn’t mean to – I'm so sorry for intruding.” She stumbles over her words. That beautiful color stains her cheeks yet again.

I take a step toward her, closing the distance between us and grip her chin as I raise her gaze to mine. She’s worrying her bottom lip as her eyes dart in any direction that isn’t my eyes.

“Short Stack, look at me.” She fights the command for only a moment before she’s locked in on me. She swallows hard when I release her chin and caress the smooth skin that covers her cheeks before I continue. “Amore, you have nothing to apologize for. This is your room now too.”

Her bright smile in response is the sweetest thing I've ever seen. When Nina steps out, she begins to close the door behind her, but I don’t miss the fact that she glances back for one last look before she pulls it shut. My shoulders shake with silent laughter. I send a message asking that Abel and Rand, Nina’s day protection, come to my room.

A quick loud knock sounds at the door a few moments later as I zip up my dark grey slacks.

“Come in.” My voice sounds calmer than I feel. I pull a black button up shirt on as the heavy wood door slowly opens. “Get in here, there are some things we need to discuss.” The two men step before me, dressed in matching suits, and stand with their hands clasped in front of them as they wait for my instruction. Abel’s back is straight. The kid has become fond of Nina over the past week. I trust that he won’t fuck up. After all, he nearly pissed himself when she got a sunburn. “The two of you have been briefed on what happened last night?” I don’t wait for them to respond before I continue. “The two of you will shadow Nina from here on out. If anything happens to her, even something as simple as a hair on her head being out of place because you weren’t doing your fucking job. I will make you wish for death as I peel the skin from your bodies while you watch,capisci?”

Milo and Michael are waiting at the door of my study as I approach. I nod in greeting and open the door. The two of them follow me in and take a seat at the chairs in front of my desk. When I take my place at the large chair behind my desk, my eyes dart between the two. While I trust these men with my life, someone fucked up and I want to know who.

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