Insatiable - Devil's Stepbrothers MC (9 page)

CHAPTER NINE

How could someone be your heaven and your hell?

Lorna Giovanni lay on her side and watched the man who she’d been hiding out with for the last week. His jet black hair had grown out longer than she’d seen it, but that was to be expected. They were on the outskirts of town living in a beautiful cabin like they were on the run. There was a reason for that. They were on the run from seemingly everyone.

She’d met the sexy Aiden Barnes at a dive bar where he was trying to find information about where to find the mark he’d been sent to kill. Little did she know he was there to kill her favorite cousin Lucca, and little did he know she was the only daughter of the city’s largest organized crime boss. Since she’d met him, it was like she was in a constant state of “what the fuck.” Sometimes it was wonder, amazement, disbelief, or a varied amount of other things that made her feel this way. They had a deep connection, and it was one that she hadn’t ever found with another person.

Unfortunately, she’d acted irrationally when she heard from her controlling father that he was going to kill him and pushed the head of the organized underworld down in front of her cousin and many of his followers. She was able to save Aiden, but she didn’t know for how long, and she didn’t know what her punishment would be for her part of what her father would call betrayal of the family for a stranger.

“You know I can feel you staring at me,” he muttered in his deep sleepy voice. Have mercy. The man sounded like her favorite treat deep, dark and chocolate, and it made her want to slide her fingers into her panties immediately.

She’d heard before that your body can feel someone watching it even when they slept, but she didn’t believe it before now. “I stare at you all the time, and you never notice.”

“I notice. I just don’t say anything about it because I think it’s hot as hell, but you’ve been doing it for quite a while. So I thought I’d let you know so you can either tell me what’s on your mind or I can occupy your time since you have nothing better to do than to stare at me.” He opened his eyes, and his clear green gaze scanned her face as if he were looking for the answers there. “What’s the problem?”

“I don’t know, Aiden. Could it be that we are hiding out from who knows how many groups? Doesn’t that bother you? How the hell is this going to end?” She wasn’t actively trying to wake him up to talk to him, but now that he asked her, she did have a lot of things on her mind.

He sat up on his elbow and turned toward her. “There is a lot going on in that mind of yours. Know that I have a few things in the works for how to get both of us out of this.”

“Do these plans include us walking on our own two feet and being a part of the land of the living?” She wasn’t trying to be a smart ass, but they were both living here in la-la land on borrowed time and money, and the real world was just outside that door.

“That is the plan. I want us both to get out of this alive.” He looked so sincere, and she had to give it to him. This man could wake up and have a decent conversation. She didn’t know if someone had awakened her out of a deep sleep if she’d have much more than grunts from her.

“What about my cousin, Lucca? If you were hired to kill him, then won’t there be some repercussions from that?” She was getting herself all worked up about this, but it didn’t seem like he worried at all. The man had been hired to kill her cousin… her freaking favorite cousin, and here she lay in the bed with him. Her father would call it sleeping with the enemy, but she had to believe that Aiden was going to make sure everything was going to be okay.

“I’m working on it and hoping that we can be out of here within the week.” He gathered her into his arms and rolled onto his back pulling her on top of him. Warm and fragrant, she was filled with the beauty of being in the bed with a man who filled her spirit as well as her sexual needs.

She knew that he was having lots of conversations with people off and on throughout the day. The talks he’d been having were quiet and personal. Growing up with a mafia father had taught her not to ask many questions, but she wasn’t a kid anymore, and Aiden wasn’t her father so her need to have answers grew with each phone call. They had bought throw away phones since she’d had to ditch hers while she was trying to save his life when her father found out that her new boyfriend was trying to kill his first in command who was also his nephew.

“Lucca won’t be killed. Right?” She picked her head off his chest to see his face when he answered that question. It had been difficult listening to the real reason he’d fallen into her life, and it was something she was still working through. Her father could order someone’s death as easily as people ordered a pepperoni pizza, heavy on the sauce and light on the mozzarella. Lorna didn’t like violence and had tried her whole life to stay away from it, but she’d practically fallen for this beautiful man within days, and after listen to him tell her his life story, it appeared she’d been vigilant for nothing. This man was as dangerous as they came.

“I’m trying to get that whole deal resolved.” He looked her in the eye when he said those words so she wanted to believe that he was telling her the truth, but did she really know? When working with criminals, no one knows 100%.

“I don’t know what I would do if someone killed Lucca. He’s more like a brother to me than my brothers are. He was one of the only ones who ever tried to understand that I was different from most of the people the family who just went along with the mob lifestyle. He stood up for me and helped me get the life I wanted.” She looked over to see if Aiden could hear what she was trying to say about her cousin Lucca and was relieved when she watched the remorse fill his eyes. It would have to be enough that he understood what was going on with her and how important Lucca and his survival was to her. That man had fought tooth and nail to get permission for her to move out of her family’s home and for her father to set up that boutique for her. Lucca was the second in command, but her father looked up to him more than anyone else, so when she had Lucca’s ear, she knew she also had her fathers.

The room was filled with regrets and tension that the conversation and their situation had brought about. After spilling so much of her guts before breakfast, she felt like she was wilted. There was nothing else to say to express how important it was to her that her life remain Lucca-filled, but she wondered how much a man like Aiden could actually do. He didn’t seem to be in a management position but more of a person who fills the contractual agreement.

“I hate to see you like this, Lorna. The thing is… I don’t know what the future holds. It’s new for me to even worry that far. I’ve always been in it for myself and partially for my brothers in the club, but having someone like you involved is putting an unfamiliar spin on something I’m usually accustomed to dealing with. That’s not to say that I’m not going to go over and above that standard, but I just wanted to let you know where I stand.”

She could understand that, but that didn’t help the fact that she wanted some reassurance that her cousin wasn’t going to be harmed, and he was basically telling her that he couldn’t offer that to her.

He rolled her on her back so he was on top of her, and the wanton that she was had her legs spread so that his big body settled right between her legs. Losing herself in sex was something that she’d done before but never with someone so good at it or someone that she was beginning to feel something for. All those dumb love songs were right when feelings were involved it did make everything more intense.

“I know there are a lot of things that are going on, but now isn’t the time to worry about them because nothing can be done. There are some things going on behind the curtain that I have to wait and see how they pan out but no one is saying we can’t have fun while we wait.” His words were interspersed with kisses, and she hoped he continued with this mode of communication all day.

If he had said this at another time, she probably would have been able to recognize the validity of his words, but with his hard cock rubbing against swollen clit with only her silk panties as a barrier, she could barely make out what he was saying.

“You’re so ready for me. I love that.” He was watching her like he normally did when she was more far gone than he was. There was no reason for her to be this excited except for the fact that watching him sleep turned her on like nothing else. He looked so peaceful and sweet. When he woke up, he was a barrel of energy, and sweet wasn’t on the list of what she would call him. Wicked may have been a better choice of word for him. He was an unusual man, so maybe she should just make up a word for him. Sweet and wicked would equal - Swicked. That was the perfect name for what he was.

“Fuck me, Aiden,” she moaned and wished she hadn’t. There was a contest she and Aiden were involved in… even if he didn’t know it and damn it if he wasn’t always winning. His eyes lit up whenever she was losing control, and for once she wanted to see that happen to him.

“Not so fast. There is no need for a sprint when we have time for a marathon.” He was always trying to slow her down when she wanted to speed things up.

“Marathons last all day with several episodes finishing throughout the day.” She told him her logic and hopefully he’d be so confused by it he’d just make her come just to shut her up. Whatever it took to get what she wanted in the sexual arena, she was ready to do it.

“What kind of marathon are you talking about?” He stopped the soft grind he was doing against her pussy to look into her eyes. She hated when he did that. If he wanted information, he would stop all physical activity until he got what he wanted. She would do that to him one day. Make him wait for her. Today wasn’t the day it was going to happen, but it
was
going to happen. She tried to hold off on her explanation, but when he looked like he wasn’t going to move without it, she burst.

“Law and Order marathons do exactly that,” she huffed out.

He laughed with a deep and hearty sound that made a smile cross her face even though she didn’t think, even a few seconds ago, that she would have been willing and able to smile. He started his hips in the motion he was doing before her question made him stop, and she was happy that they were at least going in the right direction.

“Well this ain’t Law and Order, baby. This is my fat cock slipping and sliding into your wet pussy and you’ll come for me when I tell you that you can.” The cocky smirk that accompanied that comment should have pissed her off, but she loved it… every teasing bit of it. Should she be afraid of the feelings that seemed to be growing with each passing second? Maybe, but there were so many other things to worry about this one seemed pretty minor.

That type of talk was what she’d been waiting to hear since she started out in the sex game, but since she was the daughter of a high ranking mafia boss, the men in her life were very respectful and kind. Too bad that’s not what she wanted. It wasn’t that she didn’t like nice, but she liked  her sex with a bit of bite to it, and she didn’t like men who just took her shit and didn’t have anything to say back to her about it.

“Then do it.” She thrust her hips up to meet his and was so turned on when she got a harder thrust than he probably anticipated, and she shuttered with how close she was to coming.

“Did you miss the part where it’s me that tells you what you can or can’t do?” He rolled off her, and she was instantly sorry about her smart ass mouth. “Get out of the bed.”

She was dressed in a tank top and her panties. Her large frame still jiggled like it always had, but now she was almost proud of the body she’d been given. He watched her like she was his favorite treat, and he was famished. He was leading them to the kitchen, and she had no idea what he was up to. Did he want a snack or a beverage? It wasn’t that this wasn’t a bad idea just bad timing. She’d make him a gourmet dinner if he would just give her what she needed. Down the stairs and around a corner, he directed her with his hand on her lower back, and she went along without fuss.

“Take off your panties and get yourself up on the counter.” He watched her walk around the room and do what he’d requested but waited a few minutes before he said or did anything else. She hated that with a passion. She got all worked up, and he was able to stay in control. She was a patient woman, or so she thought before she’d met him, but damn he could take her to the brink of her sanity. If they weren’t in such a predicament, she would have loved him to meet her family and especially Lucca.

“Do you know that your face scrunches up when you get impatient? It makes me so hard knowing how much you want my cock.” He walked over to her slowly, but she could see the desire in his eyes. That made this whole ‘calm as hell’ demeanor feel a little bit better, but it still made her want to shake him up a little bit.