Page 52 of Alessia
To betray the Family is to betray my own blood.
For such a crime, I accept the punishment of death,
Carried out without mercy,
For loyalty is life, and disloyalty is oblivion.
From this day forward, my life belongs not to me,
But to the Family,
Its strength, its prosperity,
And its survival.
By the blood I shed and the fire I endure, I am bound.”
The room is so quiet you can hear a pin drop. Don Manchini hands the bible to his righthand man and takes out a knife, with it he slices the palm of his hand and hands the knife to Alessia. Alessia takes the knife and does the same, her face a stone-cold mask while blood drips out of her hand. Don Manchinireaches out to her and she takes his hand. Elio walks over to them with a burning candle and lets the wax dribble over their hands.
All of a sudden, the entire room recites, “By the blood we shed and the fire we endure, we are bound.”
A chill runs down my spine and goosebumps erupt all over me. I feel proud and honored to be a part of this, knowing that somehow, I’m bound into this as well through Alessia.
Don Manchini places a silver crown with blue gems on Alessia’s head and makes a small bow before he gives her a kiss on each cheek. The other Dons follow his example before everyone gets off the stage. Elio bandages up Alessia’s hand before she walks over to me with a hunger in her eyes I’ve never seen before. Before I can say anything, her arms are around my waist and she kisses me. Our tongues in a feverish dance for control. She bites my lower lip and I feel the tang of blood mixing in with our kiss. Her hand tangles in my hair and she tugs on it a little which elicits a small moan from me. I can feel my arousal building through this kiss. It feels like we’re in our on little world, away from all the worry and chaos.
A voice makes us break our connection when it says, “Get a room, sis!”
I look over and see Lorenzo making fake heaving sounds. I laugh and nestle myself against Alessia, I don’t want to leave this moment. She places her fingers under my chin and lifts my head to make me look at her.
“Thankyou for being a part of this. You being here means more to me then I can ever express.” She says, her voice filled with gratitude.
People start to gather around our table to congratulate Alessia and pledge their allegiance to her. When most of the people left our table, we walk around the room and mingle, she introduces me to some of the Dons from Canada and Italy before she spins me onto the dancefloor.
“I can’t dance!” I say in horror and try to step off the dance floor again.
“Doesn’t matter, Tesoro. Just follow my lead.”
She spins me around and my hand lands on her chest when she pulls me in close. My heart is racing, “Everybody is watching me.”
“Let them! You look like an absolute vision tonight. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you when I was on that stage.” My cheeks blush.
“All I wanted in that moment is to push you up against a wall, sink down to my knees and feast on your pussy until you squirt all over my face.”
Fuck that sounds hot. “I would like that…” I smirk at her.
“Oh, would you now?” She twirls us around the dance floor and her eyes darken with passion.
She leans into me, her mouth next to my ear, “Maybe I should give you that then. Make you fall apart for everyone to see.”
She leads us to the edge of the dance floor before she takes my hand and leads me into one of the hallways connected tothe venue. She pushes me against the wall in the dimly lit hallway and sinks to her knees.
“Now show me that pretty pink pussy.” Her voice is hoarse. She lifts my skirt and it bunches at my waist. She doesn’t waste one minute before her hot mouth is on my pussy. She licks and sucks on my clit and I can’t help but ride her face when she does. I feel her finger slide into me. She lifts my right leg to get better access to me.
“Mmmm… you taste so sweet, Tesoro.” Alessia hums against my clit. The heath of her breath makes me ache for more.
I feel another finger sliding into me filling my pussy more. I push myself into her hand wanting to feel all she can give me.
“Are you going to let your queen hear you scream, baby?”
