Page 57 of Born into Mayhem
“You are the only woman I’ve ever allowed in here.” The words are a whisper against my skin before he kisses me. His mouth is a temptationI will always succumb to. His lips and tongue trail a line along my stomach, leaving me writhing beneath him as I fist his hair, barely recognizing myself. He makes me feral, and even though I’d love for him to dominate me, I still have my fangs, and when I lock my legs around him and fist his hair tighter, he lets out a soft laugh against my skin before biting me hard enough to sting.
“When I take you to bed, little viper, there will be nothing but memories of us under those sheets.”
His mouth latches onto me again. A moan escapes when I feel the wet heat of his tongue before he gives me another suck.
“I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you,piccola,so deep that you’ll never be free of me. You will carry around a piece of me just like I carry around a piece of you.”
“Dario,” I start to say, taken aback by the fierce tone and the possessive way he’s holding me.
“Don’t,streghetta mia.” He nips at my skin one last time before bringing his face to mine. “Don’t break my heart just yet.”
I slide my hand from his hair, trailing my fingers along his neck and then lower until it rests on his chest. “Your heart was never supposed to be a part of this, remember?”
“I lied,” he confesses. “It’s always been a part of this.”
Before I can say anything, he presses his lips to mine, kissing me with so much passion and love that it chases everything else away. In this moment with his body on mine, his arms wrapped so goddamn tightly around me while kissing me like I’m his entire reason for breathing, it makes me want things I’ve never wanted before. The weight of his ring isn’t quite so heavy, and the idea of belonging to another doesn’t feel like the death sentence I always thought it was.
Dario is changing me, and I’m surprised to find I don’t hate it. I’m not suddenly dreaming of babies and hearing wedding bells, but I’m also not pushing him away. I’m pulling him closer, running my hands under his suit jacket, feeling the gun he has holstered and the knife that’s sheathed along his lower back. Stunned at how much I love the familiarity of him, I feel the divide between us growing even smaller.Soon there won’t be any barriers left between the two of us, and a part of me is still terrified of what that will mean.
He lets out another deep groan when I brush my tongue along his, and when he breaks the kiss, the anguish and longing in his eyes nearly does me in.
“You have ruined me,streghetta mia.” He kisses along my jaw, pulling another moan from me as I cling to him, not sure I’ll ever be able to let him go.
“You’re just going to hurt me.” I whisper the confession as he licks a line to my ear.
“Never,” he whispers before his lips are on my skin again.
“You’ll try to change me, make me a housewife and insist I stay pregnant all the fucking time.” I force the words out, even though every part of me is screaming to shut the hell up and just focus on how good this feels.
He lifts up and cups my face, and the sweet look he’s giving me has me closing my eyes, because I can’t look at that gorgeous face and stick my ground. I’ll cave under those dark eyes and that chiseled jaw.
“Look at me, sweetheart,” he murmurs while his thumb caresses my cheek.
“No,” I whisper, feeling stupid, but at least with my eyes closed I can pretend I’m hiding.
“Why would I try to change you?”
“Because I know you. You won’t let me go out and fight. You’ll feel like you have to protect me every second of the day, and I can’t live like that.” I force my eyes open to meet his when I add, “Not even for you.”
He’s quiet while he thinks. His fingers run through my hair, and when his eyes meet mine again, he says, “Have I ever told you how much I love your pink streaks?”
“No.”
“I do. They’re perfect because they’re soyou, Mia, and I don’t want to change a single thing about you. Do I want to protect you? Of course I do. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t?” He cups my face again when I try to look away. “But I will remind you that we’re here and thatI told the truth in Dominic’s office that day. You can do this. You’re smart and I trained you myself so I know how good you are. I have complete faith in you, and if I thought for one second that you couldn’t protect yourself, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
He can’t stop the wicked grin from spreading across his face when he adds, “That doesn’t mean I’m not going to dominate the hell out of you in bed, though, and the thought of you cooking me lunch while wearing nothing but one of my shirts makes me rock-fucking-hard every time I think about it.”
“I wouldn’t hold your breath on that one,” I say, but he just smiles even bigger and says, “It’ll happen one day. I kind of have my heart set on it.”
“Maybe I can manage a grilled cheese,” I say, making him laugh.
“Don’t worry. The bar is set very low as far as the actual meal goes.”
“You’re such an ass,” I say, but he can hear me fighting a laugh while I say it.
He gives me another kiss before lifting me up and sitting me back in the chair how I was.
“I need to go to a meeting with Sandro. Will you be okay while I’m gone?”
