Page 40 of Mafie Trials

Just the idea of my father seeing Evie, the thoughts he will have. My jaw clenches painfully thinking about the way he preys on younger women. He never minded bringing them to the house and showing them off, just like he never minded beating the shit out of them when he was done using them.

My mind tries to detach from a world where my father gets to live and tries to focus on the idea of what it will be like when we finally take over. Just a few more years until I won’t have to deal with him any longer, and he can retire off to an island in the middle of no where to drink himself to death while leaving me the fuck alone.

As soon as Evie hugs Nessa goodbye, she takes my hand in hers and it clears some of the fog. Enough that I can give her a reassuring smile.

I have to remember she’s nervous too, and it brings just a little bit of comfort knowing I’m not alone in this. She looks up at me, squeezing my hand before pushing up on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. I don’t know if she knows how I’m feeling or if she can just tell that I’m off my game. By now, I’d be offering sarcastic remarks about the fact that we’re three minutes behind, which is normally something I’d give Alexi so much shit about.

In my haze I don’t even realize we have made it to the plane. If it weren’t for Evie holding onto me and directing my movements, I might still be in bed even now.

Alexi makes sure our bikes are loaded carefully in the cargo bay while we head up to the top level of the jet. There are two bedrooms and a large lounge area. The kitchen staff are prepping a meal for us all since it’s early, and we all know Evie’s favorite meal of the day is breakfast. She practically hums when she smells the bacon and some of my unease slips away as I fully take her in.

Her shirt says “I’m a fucking delight” and I actually laugh out loud when I notice it. She sees me looking at her and does a small spin before sitting on one of the white leather couches in the lounge area.

“What do you think?” she asks, mischief alight in her eyes.

Just as I’m about to answer, Lev appears behind me and claps me on the back before throwing a bag in one of the rooms.

“What’s that for?” I ask him, curious as to what he needs on this four-hour plane ride that he couldn't have left below.

“You’ll see,” he says with a wink before looking at Evie.

These two are up to something. The idea is almost enough to pull me from the tornado of emotions rolling in my head. Lev leans down and kisses Evie on the forehead while she turns into a puddle at his feet. Watching the way he loves her makes my skin feel like it's glowing with happiness.

“You’re by me, Sunshine,” Evie says, patting the spot beside her.

Lev pushes himself in after me, sandwiching me in. I throw my arms around them and try to let myself relax in the way I usually do when my better halves are next to me. It’s easy enough listening to them bicker, and then watching Evie inhale her breakfast like she’s been starving for years.

She eyes my last piece of bacon like she might steal it. Even though I have next to no appetite, I quickly shove half of it into my mouth, letting the other half hang out. Without hesitation, she climbs on my lap and looks me in the eyes as she wraps her mouth along the greasy meat, moaning as she bites down.

My dick literally jumps in my pants at the move, and I finish chewing with a grin on my face so large you would have no idea I’m heading right back into my tormenter’s presence.

The thought has my face faltering. Evie catches it immediately. She doesn’t let me dwell on it long though because she cups my face in her hands and kisses me like she’s starved for my mouth as much as she was for the literal pound of bacon she just devoured.

Her tongue slips in and Laney groans from the other side of the plane.

“There are rooms, Evie, use them,” Laney says sarcastically.

I don’t give her a moment to think about moving away from me though. I need this. I need her. I need an anchor.

Cupping her ass in my hands, I stand as she wraps her legs around me. We head to the room Lev threw his bag in as I hear the cabin door shut. Havoc makes snide comments about Evie’s life choices. I only just hear Alexi threaten bodily harm just before I kick the door shut behind us.

I don’t bother locking it, leaving the invitation open for Lev or Alexi if they want to join. I love it when I have my little shadow all to myself, but I also love to share her. The look that crosses her face as someone else brings her pleasure is something I marvel at, and I won’t deny either of us that satisfaction.

Keeping her on top of me, I move us further back onto the bed. I love being in charge; I need it most of the time. But right now, I just want to enjoy my girl.

I’m still worried about her injuries and if she’s on top, she has more control with her body. I also don’t have her limits list yet, and I don’t know if I want to make everything ascenewith her. Everything we do comes so naturally that I don’t find myself worried about all the extra stuff.

She grinds down on my painfully hard dick and my body craves to claim her. The gasp of pleasure she gives me when the head hits her sensitive clit through our pants is enough to have me questioning letting her have control. Just as I think about flipping her over, the door opens and Lev strides in with a cocksure smile on his face.

Evie looks back at him, her devious eyes alight with that spark of chaos and goosebumps form on my skin.

“Get the bag, Ghost, I think Damien wants to play.”

I look up at our girl and tilt my head slightly.

“I read your list,” she says, “and I know you like being in charge, but there was one thing on there that really caught my attention. I’ll have my list to you soon, but I want to try a few things first to better gauge what I’m comfortable with. Is that alright?”

“Of course that’s alright,” I sit up to peck her on the lips. “Thank you for taking this seriously and for trusting me.”

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