Devoted: A Dark Mafia Romance (Beneath The Mask Series Book 3)
Devoted: Chapter 45

I scream out his name as he pushes his piercing inside of me, all the way until his hips hit against me. I stretch around him, the pain balancing against the pleasure.

He bends both of my knees into my chest, his tattooed hand replaceing its way to my throat.

“You want to try this a bit tighter this time, baby?” His thumb tilts my chin.

I look up at his hooded eyes. “Yes.”

A grin dances on his lips. “Good answer. Take a deep breath in for me.”

I do as he says, closing my eyes.

“Eyes on me, Rosa. I need to be able to read your reactions with this.”

I furrow my brows, my heart rate picking up. Excitement bundles with nerves in my stomach. I trust him.

There is something about having his fingers squeezing around my neck, letting him control me, letting me focus only on him that thrills me. I need him to take my mind off everything else right now.

Tipping my head back, he arches my throat against his palm.

He bends down and kisses me, slowly tightening his grip. “Deep breath in.”

And as I do, he crashes his lips back over mine. His mouth claims me while his hand restricts my airflow.

I claw at his back as he starts to fuck me, as he promised, within an inch of my life.

The only thing I can feel is his cock pounding into me. I keep my eyes focused on Luca as he pulls away. His steady gaze never leaves mine.

My lungs burn. Blood thumps in my ears as my orgasm starts to build.

“Good girl,” he grunts, releasing his grip a tiny bit, allowing me to take in a small breath.

He starts to circle my clit. “You are perfect, mine.”

My eyes go wide, and he releases his grip immediately. Leaning down on his forearms, he kisses along my neck where his hands were. Stars fill my vision as I explode. My now croaky voice shouts his name, filling the room.

After a few more pumps, he joins me with his own climax spilling into me.

He keeps kissing my neck, his fingers lace through mine, pushing my hands above my head.

Jesus Christ.

That was the most intense feeling I’ve ever experienced.

I flutter my eyes closed, focusing on my breath. In for four, out for four.

“Now, that was amazing, Rosa. Can we add choking to our keep list?”

I nod. “Definitely.” My heart flutters. ‘Our list’.

His breathing evens, and he frees my hands. “Let me clean you up.”

Cold air breezes against my sensitive skin. He kneels and opens my legs wide, settling his head between my legs. I sit up, resting on my forearms, and watch as he starts to lick down my thighs.

His tongue brushes against my heat, and my head flies back.

“Oh, Luca,” I fall back onto the soft mattress.

“Shh, cleaning.”

It only takes a few swirls of his tongue to have me on the edge again.

“Lucaaa,” I moan out.

I jump as the door slams shut, shaking the thin walls.

Luca’s face snaps up and he jumps off of me. “Fuck,” he mutters, shaking his head.

“ROSA!” Dante’s deep voice booms, making my heart rate accelerate.

Shit, I’m breathing so fast I’m going to pass out.

Luca places my top and shorts in my hands and drops a soft kiss to my forehead.

“Calm down,” he whispers.

I look up at him in horror. “You need to hide.” I frantically dress myself. Luca bundles his suit in his arms, quickly putting on his boxers.

Dante shouts my name again. “Two seconds, I’m just getting changed,” I call out.

“I’ll see you soon, okay?” Luca drops a quick kiss to my swollen lips and darts towards the small window opposite my bed.

I watch in shock. “Luca, what are you–”

He tosses his clothes out, and climbs over, dangling his feet out. I gasp as he falls out of sight. I rush towards the window, just after I hear the thud.

Oh my god.

My hands fly over my mouth. I can’t look. It’s the second floor. That fall would hurt. To my relief, when I look out, I replace Luca picking up his clothes. “Fuck off.” He points to the men walking past, staring at him.

I look back at my crumpled sheets and smooth them out quickly.

“I’m coming in,” Dante yells angrily.

My door flings open just as I snatch a hoodie out of the wardrobe. I need to cover the red marks on my neck. I pull it on and turn to him.

He eyes me suspiciously. “What were you doing?”

“I had a nap, read a book, and I got a bit chilly, so I put on a hoodie. I was going to make a salad for lunch if you feel like joining me?” I smile sweetly at him.

He frowns, and I start to panic.

“Close the fucking window next time. I need to shower, then I’ll eat.” I follow his gaze to the dried blood coating his knuckles and swallow. The stark reminder of what he’s capable of.

He shuts the door, and I hold myself up against the wardrobe. That was too close.

A phone lights up on the nightstand, next to a little black box. What the hell is that?

I snatch the mysterious new cell up from the table.

A text from ‘L’ is on the screen.

L

Hide that box, it’s a little present for you. Remind me not to jump out of the window next time, my ankle is busted.

Intrigue getting the better of me, I open the lid, revealing a little black and gold vibrator. My cheeks instantly flush, and I snap the lid closed, tucking it safely away under my bed.

ROSA

I can kiss it better next time.

A text pops up immediately.

L

I’m counting on it.

I’ve missed us.

There’s a pang in my chest. We shouldn’t be doing this. I just don’t know if I can stop. Not now. I can’t lose him again.

ROSA

I missed you far too much.