Page 34 of Born into Mayhem
He ignores the scowl I give him before I make my way past Mia’s cousins and step into the hall. She’s waiting for me, standing in the hall with a very heated look in her hazel eyes. Without a word, I grab her wrist and pull her into the hall closet. It’s big, but we’re still surrounded by jackets and the window above the door is letting in just enough light for me to see her.
“What the hell are you doing?” she whisper-shouts at me.
“Giving you what you were just begging me for,streghetta mia,” I tell her before fisting her hair and tilting her face up so I can kiss her. I swallow the sexy moan she gives, and when she wraps her arms around me, I lift her up so I don’t have to bend over so far. She doesn’t make me beg for a taste of her this time. No, she opens her mouth to me, eager and ready for my kiss. Her tongue tangles with mine, trying to dominate me, but when I pull her hair tighter and groan my disapproval, she softens, letting me take control.
God, Mia submitting is an addiction I didn’t see coming. It’s like a fucking drug, and I will always want more and never be able to get enough. The kiss is hard, and I taste her blood, knowing we’ve opened the cut on her lip, but instead of making me stop, it just pulls anotherdeep groan from my chest as I press her against the door and rock my hips, grinding against her, knowing she’s soaked and more than ready for me.
“I want to fuck you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life,streghetta mia,” I whisper before sucking her bloody lip into my mouth. “I want to devour you, little viper. I want your voice hoarse from screaming my name, and I want your pussy so sore you can’t walk. I want every part of you.”
“Please,” she begs, not realizing how close I am to losing control.
“Where’s Mia?”
We both freeze at the sound of her dad’s voice. He sounds like he’s right outside the door I’ve got her pressed up against. Mia’s eyes are wide with fear, and when I give her a wink, she narrows them at me. I kiss the tip of her nose, and since there’s no way she can move, I take advantage of it and slowly kiss my way along her face, nuzzling her cheek with my nose and breathing her in while I taste the skin I’m obsessed with. Her soft breaths hit my ear, and the ache in my cock is unrelenting, begging me for release, and I’m not sure how in the hell I’m going to last another two weeks before I sink inside her.
“I’ll find her,” I hear my brother say. “She probably just went to the bathroom.”
“Where’s Dario?” Lev asks, and I whisper in Mia’s ear, “I’m right here, seconds away from losing control and sliding into his daughter’s pussy.”
“Jesus,” I hear Mia whisper as I smile and give her earlobe a soft suck.
“He stepped out to make a phone call,” my brother says. The lie comes easily to his lips, and I’m not surprised at all. He’s always had a knack for getting our asses out of trouble.
It’s Natalya, though, who saves the day by walking over and saying, “Dad, can you hold Enzo for a sec. I need to use the bathroom.”
“Sure, princess,” Lev says, more than happy to hold his grandson. “Tell Mia her Uncle Vitaly is about to eat all the cake, so if she wants any, she better hurry up.”
“I’ll tell her,” Natalya promises.
While we wait for everyone to walk away, I brush my lips over Mia’s and then lightly run my tongue over the bite I’d given her earlier, making her let out a soft exhale at my touch.
I’m about to get lost in her again when I hear Nat say, “I’m opening this door, and you two better damn well have your clothes on.”
Mia wiggles in my arms, desperate to get down, and I have just enough time to put her feet on the ground before her sister throws open the door and gives us boththe momlook, complete with hand on hip. Sandro takes one look at us and laughs, causing Natalya to shoot him an angry look.
“You obviously already know about this.” She turns back to me and jabs her finger in my face. “Did you touch my sister before she turned eighteen, Dario?”
“No,” I tell her, and Mia quickly says, “He didn’t, Nat. I swear it. This is very, very recent.”
Natalya puts her hand down and looks between the two of us. “Dad is going to have a heart attack, and I can’t even lecture you because I already did the same thing you’re doing.”
“That’s gotta be annoying,” Sandro says, leaning against the doorjamb while he watches everything unfold. He grins at Nat. “Don’t worry, my brother promised me he has this completely under control.” Waving a hand at Mia and me, he says, “There are no feelings involved here. They’re going to get this out of their system the old-fashioned way, and no one will ever be the wiser. Your dad never has to know.”
I feel Mia stiffen at my brother’s words, and I swear I can already feel her start to build a wall between us. She has no idea that I’m going to be dismantling it brick by brick.
“That sounds like a terrible idea,” Natalya says, and I can hear the worry in her voice as she looks at her younger sister. “You and I are going to have a talk about this later,” she warns.
“It’s fine,” Mia says, already scooting past me to leave the closet. “It was my idea, Nat. You know I don’t want anything serious. I’m just here to have some fun.”
Her words irritate me, and when she walks off without so much as a backward glance, I hear my brother laugh before I turn to face him.
“Why the fuck did you say that?” I ask him in Italian, but I can tell by the smile he’s giving me that I already know the answer before he says it.
“Because now you’re going to have to admit that you have feelings for her. She looked pretty hurt when I said that, so when you do confess tell her I’m sorry and that I only said it to kick your ass into gear.”
I resist the urge to punch my brother, even though he really fucking deserves it. He wraps an arm around my shoulders and leads me back down the hall and says, “Aren’t you a little old to be making out in the hall closet with a teenager?” Before I can respond, he says, “Might want to wipe her blood off your face, you sick bastard.”
I scrub a hand over my jaw and lick my lips, tasting her on my tongue yet again right before we step into the kitchen and face her entire family. Vitaly is busy cutting the cake he brought, and I quickly scan the room for Mia, finding her next to her brother with a slice of cake already in hand. Her back is to me, and I’m guessing that’s intentional. I shoot my bother another angry look that he ignores by giving me an even bigger smile.
