Fear The Reapers: A Dark Mafia Romance (Lovesick Villains Book 1)
Fear The Reapers: Chapter 21

3am, The Devil’s hour. As I stared at the ceiling fan circling above my bed, I reflected on the night’s events and smiled serenely at myself. Most of the time my brothers write off my decisions as crazy or impulsive, but everything I do has purpose. Bringing her to face the demons at Hell’s Tavern was the only way to see if she really could survive in our world.

Tristan and Cyrus weren’t ready to face it, but it was obvious she intrigues them. Even Atlas’ behavior with her was out of character for him and he had just met her. She was affecting all of us, and I was the only one crazy enough to embrace the chaos she brought. But I needed to make sure she wasn’t weak, because the last thing any of us needed was to get too attached to something that would break.

As my mind began thinking about what Stevie’s presence in our lives would mean for all of us, a small sound from the room next door interrupted my thoughts.

I made my way to the wall and pressed my ear against it, hoping my thoughts and insomnia weren’t fucking with me. Nothing.

After a few beats of silence I was on the brink of giving up, when a soft seductive moan sounded through the wall. It was a breathy sound that garnered my cock’s full attention and suddenly; the night was still young. What was my angel dreaming about?

Each breathy moan that escaped her lips pulled my mind further away from my room and closer to hers. When just lavishing in her moans proved too much for my cock to handle, I finally gave in and let my fist slowly work out the built up tension that the naughty girl next door had caused.

Closing my eyes, I imagined her perfect lips wrapping around my rigid cock. Her soft velvety tongue flicking out to lap at the bead of pre-cum already forming. The feel of her long tresses grazing the skin of my thighs as she moved excruciatingly slowly. Drawing out my pleasure while simultaneously driving me towards insanity.

Nothing with her would come easy. I could see the fire burning in her eyes, even when she tried to snuff out the flames in front of us. She was anything but the docile creature her looks would lead one to believe.

Even if she let me fuck her, I know she’d make me work for every moan and shudder that left her body. She’d fight every single orgasm my cock would brutally pull out of her unyielding body. Gritting her teeth and digging her nails into my flesh to suppress her screams of pleasure because she didn’t want to give me the satisfaction. But two could play that game, and I could be just as merciless.

Stroking my cock more feverishly, I imagined my tongue flicking and biting and lapping at her sensitive nipples until her pussy was practically pulsing for me. Her luscious body pressed against mine, pleading for the sweet release that only my cock could supply. But stopping would be too easy on her. No. I wouldn’t stop licking and nibbling until her primal need took over and her delicate fingers began ripping strands of hair from my head. I wanted her so maddened with lust that all she could see was me, all she could feel was my cock, so close yet still so far out of reach. 

I’d pull away and stare her down, admiring her hungry, desperate expression. She’d eye my painfully rigid cock, eager for it to fill her, but my teasing wouldn’t stop. I’d grip her long silky locks in a firm hold and bend her naked body over. There was something thrilling about getting a firecracker like her into such a vulnerable position, and like the good girl she was, Stevie would bend for me.

I’d press against her from behind and fuck would my cock fit perfectly between her delicious ass cheeks. I’d continue to tease her, sliding my length back and forth, back and forth, but never allowing it to slip into where she so desperately wanted it. My head would rub against her sensitive little clit, sending fissures of pleasure across her body until she was practically vibrating with need, but I still wouldn’t give her the release she wanted.

Not until she’d finally get fed up and turn around to look me deep in the eyes. I needed her to know that I was the one giving her the fucking pleasure. That I was the one making her feel so alive.

As soon as her sultry brown eyes locked onto mine, I’d lift her up in one swift motion and drop her, impaling her on my rigid cock and forcing her to take the full length in one powerful thrust. There would be no easing into it or starting out slow. She needed to see and feel the full effect she had on me. Then I’d give her the most unrelenting and brutal pounding of her life. We’d fuck until all the rage and combative energy dissipated, filling the room with sweat, anger, and unadulterated lust.

“Fuck, Angel.” I groaned as my balls tightened and my cock pulsed at the vivid imagery playing in my mind. Streams of cum seeped over my hand and down my shaft, creating a sticky mess and leaving me feeling light-headed and spent.

Fuck. If just thinking about her could elicit this kind of reaction, this girl was going to be the death of us all.

After grabbing a towel to clean myself up, I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling fan circling above my bed. She gave me an extra reason to smile as I crossed my arms behind my head and finally closed my eyes to sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept before a gut-curdling scream interrupted my rest. The voice was unmistakably female, and she was fucking terrified. I shot up from my bed and ran towards Stevie’s room. Someone was hurting my girl.

Sᴇarch the FindNovel.net website on G𝘰𝘰gle to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.