Dragon I leave the bathroom and observe the body wrapped in the sheet, the legs exposed, the flesh of the ass showing with the day dawning and the light starting to illuminate the room, I notice the small drawing on the right side under your ass. I approach, throwing the towel on the armchair next to me, passing my fingers over the soft skin, and touching the small tattoo written in another language, I run my nose over it listening to the soft sigh escape from the swollen red lips. I put my hand on her ass turning my face to fit between her legs and licking her reddened expanse from our late-night brutalities, I expect to get a protest but she just fucks with my head. Rolling her hips and rubbing herself against my face even when she's asleep, I stretch my hand pulling her nipple over the sheet to wake her up, contrary to what I expected she rolls again trying to turn around to open her legs, I let out a low laugh with how much the woman can be fiery. I don't let him do that, placing
Dragon “Bitch,” I reply, satisfied with her gaze. Our bodies sweat and breathe heavily, the environment full of the smell of sex her mouth half open moaning closer and closer to a second orgasm. I clenched my teeth with the feeling of pleasure going down my spine wanting to fuck the little defiant, I feel the grip and vibration of her second orgasm opening a smile with an almost hoarse scream escaping through her lips, the naughty girl runs her hands over my chest I look away from her fingers squeezing my nipples increasing the feeling of pleasure and when I release my hand from the wall, she wraps her left leg in mine knocking me down on the bed turning quickly and a sly look spreading her hands on my chest about to start the morning torture again, I growl with her sliding and instead of starting to ride she lifts her knees propping her feet on the mattress, I arch my eyebrow into position exposing the connection between our bodies I hear a sound and I realize it's my groan at the
Diana I feel the brightness touching my face and a comfortable heat, I move my body a little feeling the hard muscles and the delicious sensation spreading quickly. By the time I realize what I'm sleeping on, Dragon in all his naked glory being covered by my body, the aftermath starts to slam into the back of my consciousness along with all the obligations and goals of the last forty-five days. I watch his calm face sleeping, the soft snoring escaping through his lips, the firm chest rising and falling the hair spread across the pillow making the sin of a man even sexier. I sigh, taking my arm off my ass, escaping the impossible link between the two of us. Precise focus. I cover my naked body with the sheet, I walk through the open space of the room, seeing the sun already high. I enter the bathroom trying to make as little noise as possible, noticing the hidden luxury with dark walls and a large hydromassage at the end I opted for the shower feeling the hot water clearing my thou
Diana Through the darkened window I catch Tip's gaze watching the car, I breathe a sigh of relief remembering the cold plate. The car starts to move and I finally look at my brother with a frown. “What the fuck did you do? - The white fingers squeezing the steering wheel. — Relax, just what is necessary - The car jolts - At least drive as if nothing happened, let's drive around the city, we need to talk. "Kind of hard to ignore," he replies. We are in silence crossing the limits of Fort George, crossing the Upper East Level the scenery in the window is changing with the huge buildings of the concrete jungle. Lots of people in the streets, the sky is unexpectedly clear, and the streets start to fill up with traffic jams. - Right. I turn, watching Giacomo with his hands on the steering wheel, scrutinizing me at the red light. "What does necessarily mean?" “Blood Angel is supplying weapons to another family within NY. - I answer, going back to looking at people through the window
Diana I always found it easy to have a comfortable and understanding silence with Giacomo, at home my fratello was always my haven even more than my twin. Papa said that we were halves of the same coin and that Katarina and Hunter were the other sides of the coin without leaving Jackson out, he was responsible for protecting the coin, his problem is choosing the worst moments to drop the coin on the table and walk away. — You know bambina, more than revenge I would like to see you happy. ’ He breaks the silence as soon as we’re back on a busy street. — Fratello, my late husband made sure to kill any feeling close to that – I sigh, lowering my legs and sitting sideways on the bench. "I won't feel anything like happiness until I'm with my bambinos." Giacomo stops the car in the middle of the avenue making several horns sound behind the car I look through the windshield and smile at the red light. I take his hand, squeezing it and bringing it to my face like we always do when telling
Diana I begin to respond by continuing the story so that there is no doubt about what happened, I do not intend to return to this subject. — After that birthday, Stefano's punishments became worse and worse, the longer the bruise marks remained, the longer she was stuck at home without seeing anyone. Finding Carlos was a day in paradise, I ended up getting pregnant with him at twenty-one, I imagined that the child was Stefano's. It was the first pregnancy he…. – I stammer a little – that he let me have. "If I hadn't watched the first few hours he spent torturing that son of a puttana, I would have personally used him in hell." I smile squeezing his hand, having his help make him pay the way he wanted was our best work as a team. — I went into labor after a beating by Stefano, when I woke up the doctors said the baby had died. Another year passed and on the same date we returned to Ortega's house, he spent hours comforting me when I told the story he said that my husband's bad seed
Diana I rest my feet on the windshield waiting for my brother to finish delegating orders to Giuseppe. The man is almost a mummy of the soldiers in the family considering that most of them die while still in training. The man was a soldier of the pope and remains faithful to our family's heir, I looked at the rest of the large parking lot with several luxury cars. A taxi stopped in the space on the left side, attracting my curiosity, Gia got out of the car and closed the door, at the same moment I saw a slightly elderly lady getting out of the car delivering bags, apparently driving my brother crazy by not accepting a cake of notes. I covered my mouth laughing at the lady's courage, so many men don't even have a shred of courage to look the executioner in the face and she left him disconcerted, I quietly waited for his fury to subside. — Fucking old bitch, I'm going to transfer this money to her account. - He put the bag on my legs. My stomach rumbled at the smell of bread and fou
Diana The days without going to the bar and avoiding an unnecessary date were longer than I imagined, I had to glorify several times when Sunday finally arrived and the expectation of adrenaline infiltrated my body replacing the indecent and repetitive dreams. I avoided getting into the subject, something in my expression must have betrayed my unwillingness to talk considering the silence of the two without looking for any loophole to know what happened. When night finally came, Theo and I nodded in agreement pushing Katarina into the biker bar as it was a relatively neutral place in Vincenzo's eyes and still had the bonus that despite being brutes the bikers wouldn't let my sister get dragged along. After all, they just want a minimal excuse to fight, which comes in handy now, when I went downstairs and around the building to find Jack leaning against the waiting car. I entered into an automatic mode the desire to have blood running down my hands anesthetizing the frantic thought