Men of Mayhem (34 page)

Brianna

If most people woke up knowing that if they left the house that morning it could be their last, I would be able to count on one hand how many would go out. I would be one of them, and no doubt the only one. Because, really, what kind of sane person left the safety of their home when staying in it meant living?

Regardless, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind I was doing the right thing as I sprinted through the vineyard. I was desperate to see Nico and finalise our plan. Even though we’d only been apart for a matter of hours, I wanted to be in his arms, feel his mouth on mine, and his body in me. The reassurance and strength his touch brought me was a comfort I needed among all of the uncertainty. It went totally against my nature to admit it, but that was what he did to me and I knew he felt it too. I think the fact we were both risking so much added to the intensity of our emotions. I couldn’t wait to get out and start a life with him, even if it seemed too quick. With time against us, it was going to be a risk, yet sometimes you just knew who was right. And for me, Nico was it.

I’d had to take a different route since my father had his guard dogs sniffing around my every movement. It meant it took me a few minutes more to reach Nico’s hideaway, but I was confident I’d escaped successfully.

As soon as I spied the pale blue door concealed from view down a back alley, my pulse spiked. A grin tugged at the corners of my mouth and I didn’t even have time to unlock the door before it was thrown open. A hand reached out to haul me through the entrance and then I was abruptly crushed between two strong arms. Nico’s masculine, musky scent engulfed me while I faintly registered the door crashing shut behind us.

Lifted off the floor, my legs locked around Nico’s waist and my arms around his neck. He slammed me back into the door and his lips descended on mine, demanding and forceful. When Nico bit down on my bottom lip I moaned and ground my hips against him. My actions only caused him to suck it harder. He braced one arm on the door beside my head, the other cupping my ass as he pushed his hips into me, making sure I felt every hardened inch.

I mewled when he began trailing his lips down my neck. Tilting my head to the side to allow him better access, his teeth grazed the hypersensitive spot below my ear. His hot breath swept over me to make the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. When he bit down on my shoulder I gasped and arched against him.

The sound drew a gravelly chuckle from him.

“Are you sure there was a problem, or was this an excuse to get me back in a bed?” Nico murmured against the nape of my neck. The vibrations from his gravelly tone sent tingles of pleasure shooting over my skin like an electric current.

“You…were…the one who attacked me.”

“But you love it.”

I remained silent because it was true. I had no complaints over his actions.

“Only if you finish what you’ve started.” My tone was raspy, the wanton desire obvious.

Nico pulled back ever so slightly, allowing me to see his eyes shining with the same dark need. “Don’t I always?”

Before I could reply, he hauled me away from the door. Nico supported me against him and I gripped him tightly as he carried me up the stairs like I weighed no more than a bag of sugar. He led me straight into his bedroom, placing me down on the bed gently then crawled back on top of me. His legs settled between mine and he supported himself over me with a hand on either side of my head. I was transfixed by the way the muscles in his arms rippled with each tiny movement he made.

“Is this what you meant?” He flexed his hips and ground against me, causing the burning need within me to rise. I could only reply with a moan of approval.

“Are you sure, Bri? I’m not convinced.”

Reaching up, I grabbed the back of his head, drawing his mouth to mine. Taking the hint, he kissed me until I was sure my lips were bruised, all the while rocking against me. The constant friction had the pressure within me building. Fire licked at my veins until I was moving my hips in time with him and trying to tip myself over the edge.

“Nico,
please.
”

“Please what, baby? What do you want?” His words were just as ragged as mine when he murmured against my mouth.

“You know what I want.”

Suddenly he pulled back, ceasing all movements. A strangled sound ripped from my throat in frustration. “Nico!”

“Tell me what you want.” He gazed at me with a devilish expression. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. “You’re not getting it until you say it.”

I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want games.

“Make love to me, Nico.”

His body was back over me in a split second. He lowered his head to nip at my ear. When he spoke again his voice had dropped to a lust-filled growl. The sound sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine as the words swept over me. “Not going to happen, princess. I want to fuck you.”

My breath caught, my lips parting to form an O. He worked his mouth over me, the sensations swiftly sweeping away the shock.

“
Please
.”

Without care, Nico ripped my clothes from my body. He threw them on the floor somewhere, and his suit followed not even a minute later. I heard the crackle of foil and a moment later Nico was back over me, his magnificent body on full display as he gazed down at me. His eyes were hazy with lust and he shivered when I trailed a finger down his chest. It was an involuntary movement that had pleasure sparking through me.

I moved my hand lower, keeping my eyes locked on his. When I grazed his sheathed cock, my fingers wrapping round the hard flesh, he hissed. Nico’s eyes shut and he tilted his head back, relishing in my touch as I slid my hand up and down his length.

Before I had chance to tease him further, his hand was between us and pushing me away with a grunt. The barely restrained desire in his eyes told me exactly how close he was.

He took himself in his hand and I felt his thick tip against my core. Then with one, powerful thrust he buried himself fully in me.

Soon, Nico had me tucked against his side. I was sore in all the right places and every ache had me grinning as it filled my mind with images of the last hour. Nico had stayed true to his words. He’d fucked me hard and fast at first, claiming me in the most primal way. By the end, my lips were swollen, Nico had nail marks down his back, and we were gasping for air. Neither of us lasted long and neither of us were satisfied with stopping there. After that, Nico had taken his time. He savoured every moment and touch, teasing and pleasuring me until I screamed out his name. I lost count of how many orgasms he gave me after number five.

A deep rumble beneath my ear drew me from my thoughts and I realised Nico was speaking. “What was that?”

He chuckled. “I said, was there really a problem or was this an excuse for mind-blowing sex after all?”

I bolted upright on the bed, suddenly cold without Nico’s body. Or it might have been the blanket of dread that settled over me.

Everything had completely fled my mind as soon as Nico’s lips touched me, but it was now back with a startling intensity.

“Bri, what is it?” His hand caressed my breast, circling my nipple. When he drew his thumb over the peak of the sensitive bud, I moaned. Everything but the sensation of his rough hands on me escaped my mind so that I had to consciously make the effort to focus.

I swatted his hand away in an attempt to concentrate. “We need to move the plan up. My dad found out about my house and has put guards on it. It’s either we do this tonight or never, because he’s going to be watching me from now on and I can’t deal with not seeing you regularly.”

I peered up at him through my eyelashes to see his reaction.

There was none. He drew himself up against the headboard and gazed at the wall as if staring straight through it.

Finally, his eyes flicked to mine. “Can you give me one more night to sort everything out?”

“What’s there to sort out? We have everything hidden already in case of emergencies. All we have to do is run.”

Nico shook his head, annoyance beginning to encroach on the sated expression he wore. “
Yeah
that’s
exactly
how simple everything is.”

I placed a finger beneath his chin, forcing him to meet my gaze. “Don’t you dare back out on me now. You came up with this whole thing, so you can’t be the one to give up. Tell me you can still go through with this.”

“Of course I can, Brianna. The better question is, can you? You’re the one who’s going to be in danger.”

I touched my lips to his, attempting to convey exactly what he meant to me without the use of words, because there weren’t any that seemed enough.

“Does that answer your question?”

“Bri, I’m serious. If you can’t do this, we’ll find another way.”

I frowned. “Why are you trying to convince me not to? Don’t you want to be with me? Are you having second thoughts?”

“Dammit, Bri,” he hissed. “Of course not.”

“Good, because I want
you
, Nico, but not if you’re going to have doubts or bail on me.”

He held his arms out. “Come here.”

I crawled into them, straddling his lap and resting my head in the crook of his neck. As I breathed him in, he embraced me tightly, his lips pressed against the side of my head.

“Tonight then?” he murmured into my hair.

I nodded against him, too nervous to use words. I could play the tough mafia princess all I wanted, but that didn’t mean I didn’t feel fear. What we had planned could easily go wrong—there were too many variables we couldn’t control—and it was my life on the line. Nonetheless, it was our only option.

Nico

“Can I talk to you a minute?” I asked, peering into the living room where my father was sitting with my mother. He glanced at me. Placing a hand on Mum’s thigh, he squeezed it before pushing up and following me from the room.

I headed to his office, waiting for him to enter and take a seat before shutting the door.

“What’s going on, Nico?”

I glanced at the ceiling and took a deep breath. I had been considering this ever since I left Bri, and it was tearing me in two. There were aspects to the plan I’d kept hidden from her for good reason, and now that the time was drawing closer, the full force of what I was about to do was overwhelming me.