Drawn To Darkness (Kings Of Mafia)

Eden and I have been dating for two weeks, and I’m starting to lose my patience because I don’t get to see her as often as I’d like.

I’ve convinced her to spend the night at my place, and as I park the R8 in my designated spot, I can feel she’s a little nervous.

The opening show is on Wednesday, and it will run straight through next weekend, which means I won’t get to see Eden much with our conflicting schedules.

I grab her overnight bag from where it’s lying by her feet and say, “Let’s head up.”

Climbing out of the car, I wait for Eden, and taking her hand, I lead her to the elevator.

“You don’t live far from the ballet company,” she mentions.

The elevator doors open, and we step inside. I scan my keycard for the top floor, then glance at her.

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She leans into my side and smiles up at me. “You’re welcome.”

When the doors open, Bella barks and comes barreling toward us.

“Oh my God!” Eden exclaims as she rips her hand from mine. She crouches in front of Bella. “I didn’t know you had a dog.”

“Her name is Bella,” I say as I walk toward the living room.

Eden pets Bella’s head before she straightens up and glances around my apartment. The smile drops from her face, and her lips part with shock.

“Holy shit,” she whispers, her eyes wide as saucers.

She remains rooted to the spot by the elevators, her features drawn tight as she takes in the art on the walls, the expensive furniture, and the wide-open space.

Tension starts to build in the air, then she suddenly lets out a burst of laughter.

“Jesus, I’m too scared to move. I don’t want to get dirt on the floor from my boots.”

She brushes a shaky hand through her hair, and knowing she’s completely overwhelmed by my wealth, I walk to her and take hold of her hand. I pull her to the living room and tug her down on the couch next to me.

She’s still nervous as fuck as she says, “You have a stunning place. It’s…it’s.”

“You’re home,” Esmerelda suddenly says as she appears from the direction of the kitchen.

Eden shoots to her feet. “Hi.”

Esmerelda knows about Eden spending the night, so she doesn’t look surprised as she says, “Hi. I’m Dario’s housekeeper, Esmerelda. Please let me know if I can get you anything.”

“It’s nice to meet you, ma’am. Thank you. I’m okay. Thank you.”

I grab her hand again and tug her back down onto the couch.

“You can go, Esmerelda. See you tomorrow.”

Eden watches my housekeeper leave, then she glances around the apartment before she says, “I knew you had money, but this is insane. It really puts shit into perspective.”

I keep my tone soft as I ask, “What shit?”

Eden waves a hand over the TV that covers half the wall and the leather couches.

She stands up again and walks to a life-size marble statue of a ballerina. It’s a recently acquired piece, and I’m having two more made to put on either side of the elevator doors.

She almost touches the statue but shoves her hand behind her as if she’s scared she might break it accidentally.

Turning her head, her eyes only meet mine for a second before she glances away again.

“We live in completely different worlds.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I assure her. “At least not to me.”

Eden walks to where Bella is lying on one of the other couches and avoids me by giving my dog attention.

“Eden,” I murmur.

“Yeah?”

“Look at me.”

She keeps brushing her hand over Bella while she glances at me.

“It doesn’t matter to me,” I say again.

She stares at me for a moment, then admits, “It matters to me.” Letting out a mixture between a scoff and a chuckle, she looks at Bella again. “You’re this perfect guy who has this perfect life, and I’m–” She shakes her head, and it makes worry creep into my heart.

“I’m far from perfect.”

I’m a fucking mafia boss who has killed and who will kill again. If anything, Eden is too good for me.

She lifts her head again, and when she meets my eyes, she asks, “Why me?”

I get up, and closing the distance between us, I pull her off the couch and against my chest. I lock my arms around her and wait until she tilts her head back to look at me.

It might be way too soon, but it doesn’t stop me from saying, “I’m starting to fall in love with you because you’re a fighter who dances like an angel. You might not have much, but you’ve worked hard to carve out a little space for yourself in this world. You could’ve given in to your circumstances, but you’re working your ass off to rise above them. That shit takes so much fucking courage and determination, and it demands my respect.”

I can see how much my words are affecting her when her chin starts to quiver.

Lowering my head, I press a tender kiss to her trembling lips.

“I should be the one asking why me,” I murmur while looking deep into her eyes. “What makes me so special that someone as amazing as you will look twice at me?”

Eden’s breaths speed up as she keeps staring at me, then the next moment, her arms wrap around my neck, and her mouth slams into mine.

Grabbing hold of her ass, I lift her body against mine until she hooks her legs around my waist.

We kiss the fuck out of each other as I try to make it to the stairs. Giving up, I stop near a wall, and grabbing hold of her sweater, I yank the fabric over her head.

She lowers her legs, and we keep kissing while tearing off each other’s clothes.

When we’re finally naked, I grip her hip and shove her back against the wall. My eyes drift down her body, taking in the sight of her breasts and her pussy.

“Christ,” I whisper. “You’re fucking perfect.”

Her fingers wrap around my hard-as-fuck cock, and she starts stroking me while peppering kisses all over my chest.

Her breath fans over my skin as she says, “You look so good I want to eat you.”

With bated breath, I watch as Eden sinks to her knees, and when she sucks my cock into her mouth, I let out a pleasure-filled groan.

Never has anything looked so beautiful and sexy as the woman in front of me when she sucks me deep into her mouth.

“Tesoro,” I say, already breathless from how amazing it feels. “I’m not going to last long.”

Her eyes fill with so much seduction as she sucks me harder and harder, and soon I’m hit with an intense wave of pleasure as I come in her mouth.

Watching her swallow my cum before she licks her lips as if it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted has me yanking her off the floor.

Carrying her over my shoulder, I take the stairs two at a time in my hurry to get her to my bedroom.

Eden lets out a chuckle, which turns into a hiccup when I throw her down on the bed.

Grabbing hold of her knees, I shove her legs open wide. A second later, my mouth latches onto her soaked pussy with a hunger I can’t control.

“Jesus,” she gasps as her hand finds my hair. “I’m so glad I showered before you picked me up. Oh God. Oh. My. Godddd. Dario,” she chants as I suck her clit and lap at her entrance like a starving man.

Her hips buck and gyrate with desperation, and I use my tongue and lips to push her over the edge.

Eden’s body strains, and her ass lifts off the bed. Suspended in ecstacy, she doesn’t breathe for a few seconds before she starts to convulse, and soft whimpers escape her lips. The erotic sight has me growing hard at the speed of light.

I swipe my tongue through her pussy before I press kisses over her abdomen and breasts as I crawl up her body. I suck a tight nipple into my mouth and scrape my teeth over her skin before pinning her body to my bed with my full weight.

Lying naked on top of her, I stare into her dazed eyes and watch as her pleasure fades.

I brush my hand up and down her side before slipping it beneath her thigh and lifting her leg over my ass so my cock can settle against her hot pussy.

She wraps her arms around my neck, and pressing her mouth to mine, her tongue brushes against mine.

I keep the kiss slow and deep, reveling in how good her naked body feels beneath me.

Minutes pass before I begin to stroke her pussy with my cock. Our breaths speed up, and our hands roam over each other’s bodies.

When it feels like I’m going to explode, I reach down between us and position my cock at her entrance. My eyes latch onto hers, and with a single hard thrust, I bury myself all the way inside her.

Eden gasps, and if I weren’t staring at her, I would’ve missed the flash of pain.

“You okay?” I ask.

She nods while a sexy smile pulls at her swollen lips. “Yes. I love how big you are. I can feel every inch of you inside me.”

“Christ,” I mutter before my mouth crashes against hers as I thrust even harder inside her.

“God, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chants, and it has me moving into a kneeling position between her thighs.

I grip her ass with both my hands, and knowing she’s able to handle me, I fuck her as rough as I want.

The muscles in my body strain as I keep slamming into her. Eden keeps her eyes on my face as she grabs hold of the covers while her back arches.

“Fuck,” she cries, her features tightening. “Fuck me harder, baby.”

Knowing exactly what she needs, I use my thumb to rub her clit hard, and within seconds, she lets out a broken cry as her body is seized by another orgasm.

I have to pull out, so I don’t come yet, but I keep rubbing her clit, until she flinches from overstimulation.

Crawling over her body, I brace my hands on either side of her head. I stare down at her flushed cheeks and satisfied expression with pride.

When her breathing starts to slow down, she asks, “Did you come?”

I shake my head. “I’m not done making you come yet.”

Her eyes widen. “What? I’ve had two orgasms. There’s no way I’m coming again.”

The corner of my mouth lifts. “I’m taking that as a challenge.”

Moving back to make space, I flip her onto her stomach and use my body to push her down against the mattress.

“Oh, Jesus,” she gasps.

Using my left hand, I pin her wrists above her head. I push her legs open with one of mine, while I trail a finger down the crack of her sexy ass.

I hear her suck in a deep breath, and when I drag the tip of my finger through her pussy, she jerks because she’s still too sensitive.

I move my hand back to her ass cheek and massage her soft skin while I press kisses to her shoulder and neck.

“Il tuo corpo è perfetto. Voglio scoparti tutta la notte,” I say near her ear, my tone filled with need for her.

“Jesus, Dario,” she moans as she pushes her ass into my palm. “That’s so hot.”

Positioning my cock at her entrance again, I enter her with short strokes, my hips rocking, and the sound of her slickness coating me loud in the air.

“Your body is perfect,” I translate the words for her. “I want to fuck you all night long.”

Pressing my chest against her back, I push my right hand beneath her until I’m able to squeeze her breast hard.

Eden’s practically panting, and when I begin to fuck her torturously slowly, it sounds like she’s sobbing while pleading, “Faster. I…need…more.”

“I know,” I growl near her ear as I keep the pace so fucking slow it’s pushing me to my limits.

Pulling my hand free from beneath her, I pull out until only the head of my cock is inside her before I slap her ass.

I feel her pussy try to suck me deeper as a moan escapes my woman, followed by her croaking, “More.”

As slowly as I can, I push back inside her, feeling every inch of her as she wraps around my cock. I smack her ass again, and then I have to fight to keep her still beneath me as she tries to move so she can increase the pace.

“Keep still, or I’m stopping,” I warn her.

“That’s mean,” she whimpers.

I lean down and press a kiss to her jaw before I say, “Out in the world, you can be a badass independent woman, but in here, you’ll submit to me.”

“Yes, Mr. La Rosa.”

Hearing the seductive as fuck words, my control slips, and I slam into her a few times before I’m able to regain enough control to slow my pace.

“Hmmm,” she teases. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

As an answer to her question, I smack her ass again.

I continue to torture both of us with painfully slow strokes until Eden’s a gasping mess beneath me, whimpering incoherent words.

When I slam harder and harder into her, she instantly comes apart, hoarse cries the only sound she’s able to make.

I fuck her until my own pleasure knocks the air from my lungs. My body slumps down on top of hers as intense ecstasy blinds me, rendering me completely helpless for a solid few minutes.

As the powerful orgasm begins to fade, my cock jerks inside her.

When we’ve both come down from the heights our pleasure took us to, I roll off her and focus on catching my breath.

Eden doesn’t move a muscle as she mumbles, “I have zero strength.”

I let out a chuckle, and throwing an arm around her, I press a kiss to her shoulder blade.

We enjoy the post-orgasm bliss for a while before I get up and walk to the bathroom. I grab a washcloth and wet it beneath warm water, then heading back in the room, I clean my woman’s pussy while pressing more kisses over the length of her back.

When I’m done, I say, “Let’s go downstairs so I can feed you.”

Her head pops up, her hair all over the place. “Food sounds good.”

I wait for her to crawl off the bed, and taking hold of her shoulders, I say, “Wait a second. Let me look at you.”

She watches as I take my time looking at her beautiful body. I brush the tips of my fingers over her hard nipple and the curves of her hip.

“You’re a work of art.”

“The same could be said of you,” she murmurs, her tone filled with happiness.

My eyes meet hers, and seeing the same look as when I kissed her on her couch – as if I performed some kind of miracle – I pull her into a hug and bury my face in her hair.

I won’t take no for an answer. She will be mine.

No.

She is mine.

I’ll give her the time she needs to get used to the idea of us, but after tonight, I’m never letting her go.