Undressed By The Mafia God-Chapter 135: She Is My Family

When he entered her, it was with the kind of force that stole breath before sound could form. She gasped in recognition. This was what she had craved. This passion that was meant to be reserved for only her.

He filled her completely, the stretch intense, overwhelming. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he began to move. Each thrust drove her harder against the wall.

For a moment, Luca thought he wouldn’t last. The sensation was too sharp, too consuming. Her heat wrapped around him, pulling him deeper into it. He nearly forgot the purpose of the ring constraining him, nearly forgot it was there to prolong this exact torment, to stretch the pleasure until it bordered on unbearable.

The plug inside him wasn’t helping either. He was feeling pleasure from both ends as his muscles contricted and loosened.

Vee clung to him, arms locked around his neck, thighs tightening despite the strain. The girth of him forced her open around him, and her muscles trembled from the effort of holding herself up. Still, she refused to loosen her grip.

She wanted all of it.

He adjusted his hold, one hand braced firmly against the wall beside her head, the other gripping her hip to steady the rhythm. His movements remained fast, driving into her with a punishing consistency that made her breath hitch and stutter against his ear.

Every collision felt like release and revenge all at once.

He buried his face against her neck for a second, teeth grazing her skin.

She tightened around him in response, her body answering every thrust, every shift of his hips. Her nails dragged down his back, leaving heat in their wake.

They couldn’t make words anymore. Their bodies did the talking, mirroring the very foundation of what they were together. They collided the way storms collide over open water, loud and electric and impossible to ignore.

With one last series of grunts, Luca’s muscles tightened, his entire body drawing rigid as he finished inside her at the exact moment she shattered around him.

His forehead rested against her shoulder as their breathing struggled to find rhythm again. The tension that had coiled between them for days, maybe longer, finally released its grip.

"God I missed you!" Luca sighed against her shoulder.

"I missed you too."

A few minutes later, they had both thrown on something loose over their bodies. The edge of urgency had faded into comfort. Luca was finally free of every restraint, the ring discarded somewhere among the mess on the floor. He crouched near the bag she had packed, lifting it and peering inside.

He began pulling things out one by one, examining the various toys she had stuffed into it. Some were familiar. Some clearly experimental. His brow arched higher with each new discovery.

She watched him from the bed, amusement dancing in her eyes.

The laughter came easily. They joked about the things she bought in a moment of vengeful inspiration. She pointed out which ones had been specifically intended for him. He made a dramatic show of reconsidering his life choices.

She teased him about not getting to use most of her carefully curated torture devices. He countered by reminding her how quickly she had abandoned the plan.

For all the volatility between them, the quiet moments never felt strained. They slipped into conversation the way they slipped into each other’s space, naturally.

Luca eventually settled on the bedroom floor, his back resting against the side of the bed. Vee shifted until her head found his lap, her hair spilling over his thigh. He absentmindedly ran his fingers through it as they continued talking.

"So, Ricardo has got a thing for Valentina uhn?" Luca asked.

"he’s been at the shop everyday since you left. He walks her home. Sometimes they spend the day together. He even helps out around the shop."

Luca let out a low hum, processing that.

"Does she know he isn’t staying?" he asked.

"I don’t know if they talked about it. But she is quite giddy around him. You should see her. All flirty and glowing. I’ve never seen her that way before." Vee droned on, a soft smile tugging at her mouth as she pictured it.

"Your sister’s happiness makes you happy."

"I guess so... she is my family." Vee shifted slightly, her fingers tracing idle patterns over Luca’s forearm. "Speaking of... you said earlier that they know about me. Your family, I mean?"

Luca’s hand slowed in her hair before continuing.

"Bianca knows about you. Actually, she has known about you since Julian went to Vienna to yap about how I stabbed him, the cry baby, but I sort of confirmed it at the dinner table. I played it off as something minor and then she found your underwear. Then everything went to shit." Luca explained.

Vee’s brows knit together as she absorbed that. "Now, I feel bad," she admitted quietly. "I am breaking up another woman’s home."

"You don’t have to feel any kind of way about my marriage," Luca replied evenly. "It was always going to be that way even if you hadn’t come along. I was always going to keep fucking whoever I liked."

Vee lifted her head slightly to look at him.

"That doesn’t make it better," she said.

"My marriage was a merger. It was never built on love, never promised loyalty the way you mean it. You’re not stealing anything," he added more quietly. "There was nothing there to begin with."

Vee rested her head back against his lap, staring up at the ceiling again.

"It’s not unusual for your family to step out?" she didn’t want to use the word cheat because then she herself would feel like the cheater. It would make it real for her in a way she wasn’t ready to sit with.

"My mother was my dad’s affair outside his marriage."

Vee stayed quiet. She had heard fragments from Nonnina before but she didn’t interrupt him. She wanted him to speak it himself. To choose to hand her the pieces.

"My grandfather had so many children from so many women, it’s a wonder we haven’t fucked our own relatives yet. Hell, I may have, who knows." Luca continued.

Fidelity had never been the pillar in his bloodline. Power had.

"And your mum, how did she feel about it?"

He shifted slightly beneath her, his hand stilling in her hair. "It’s complicated."

The answer closed the door as effectively as a lock turning.

Vee felt the withdrawal. She didn’t push. Some wounds were still wired too tightly. Forcing them open would only make him retreat further.

"I’m thinking of doing an advertisement promotion for the shop. I just don’t have any ideas. The store hasn’t recovered since the Inferi incident." Vee said.

The change in topic was intentional. Safer ground.

"Hmmm... that’s a good idea. The last time, I had my men spread the word about Scalese pizza parlour around the area."

Vee jerked up, her hand connecting with his arm with a sharp smack. "I knew you had something to do with it!!!" He moved instinctively, wrapping his hands around her waist, pulling her close. "I’d do anything to make you happy...anything," he said, and even without words, the intensity in his eyes made it clear he meant every syllable.

She leaned into him, pressing her lips against his in a hurried, fiery kiss. He responded immediately, his hands firm at her hips, the heat between them igniting faster than either had anticipated. "Why is it I can’t get enough of you?" he murmured, almost as if he needed to hear it out loud.

Her own laugh bubbled against his mouth before she remembered something, jerking away just enough to hop off him. "Oh shit! I gotta take my pills." He followed her with his eyes.

"What pills?" he asked, though the answer was obvious.

"I told you," she said, reaching for the bottle on the dresser. "I started contraceptives. I gotta take it daily. Don’t want anything accidentally getting stuck in there." She popped one in her mouth, swallowing with a quiet clink of the cap being closed.

Luca’s brow lifted, a smirk playing across his lips. "Accidentally? Bambola, everything I do, I do with purpose," he said. She paused, hand resting on the dresser for support, thinking about the deliberate, controlling, consuming nature of him.

"Hmmm..." she murmured softly.

"You should stop taking it," he said quietly but firmly. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"What?" she asked.

"Stop taking the pills," he repeated.

"Are you...are you crazy?" she whispered.

"Is it really that terrible a thought if we have a family?" Luca asked. He got up to his feet slowly. His eyes held hers, unwavering, intense, making it impossible to ignore the depth of the desire and intent behind the words.

Vee’s fingers trembled slightly as she set the pill bottle down. Her lips parted, the gravity of what he was suggesting finally sinking in.

"A family?! A...do you hear yourself? Luca?" Her hands flailed slightly, desperate to articulate the impossibility of what he was suggesting. The thought of bringing life into the chaos that surrounded them was almost laughably terrifying.