Page 59 of Cartel Viper (The Cartel Brotherhood #2)

Chapter Thirty

Maddy

Something rouses me from the deepest sleep I’ve had in ages. It takes me a moment to recognize the sensation. It’s Javi’s lips sucking on my nipple, then traveling up my chest to the crook of my neck. His fingers are in my pussy, working me.

I can’t help but moan as I come round a little bit more. However, I’m so tired I can’t get my eyes open.

Then I feel his cock against my pussy.

“Yes, Daddy…Yes.”

Part of my mind is fully awake, even if my eyes still won’t open.

I force them to, and they flutter a couple of times, taking in how gorgeous he looks as he hovers above me, his abs contracted and his pecs flexing as he eases into me.

There’s just enough light filtering in through the blinds for me to see his muscular outline.

I let my eyes drift closed again, reveling in the sensations.

“ Chica , I couldn’t wait till morning.”

“You don’t have to. I want it.”

“You were so beautiful, lying here next to me. Too much of a temptation.”

I slide my hands up his abs over his chest and wrap them around his neck.

His lips brush mine, and his kiss is intoxicating.

In my half-awake state, he moves inside me, thrusting as I lift my hips to match him.

I dig my heels into the mattress for any leverage.

He grinds against me, already knowing exactly what I love.

My hands slide down his back to cup his ass. The feel of chiseled muscle under my hands makes me moan. Everything about him is perfection. The way he takes care of me, the way he—dare I say—loves me, his intelligence, his humor, his body. All of it combined is better than I ever hoped for.

Certainly, far better than I believed I deserved all that time I was with Drew. He’s the last person I want to think about right now. My groggy mind returns to what’s happening as Javi and I make love.

I’m still fighting to keep my eyes open. I’m not entirely sure this isn’t a dream.

“Javi, am I awake?”

He chuckles. “Yes, not very, but enough.”

“Can you wake me like this every night?”

“Gladly.”

We continue to kiss as his hand massages my tits. Then I’m pulling him down to be chest to chest with me. He already knows how much I love to feel him pressing against me.

“Daddy, I’m so close.”

“So am I, chica .” He works my body into a frenzy.

“May I come?”

“You don’t have to ask when we’re like this.”

My abs tighten as my body goes rigid, straining to get there. The first hints of my orgasm tighten my lower belly. Then the wave of pleasure radiates from my pussy upward.

“Fucking hell, Daddy!”

I don’t intend to scream, but I can’t help it. I think my mind is finally fully awake as my eyes snap open.

“Fuck, little girl.”

He buries his face in the crook of my neck, and I know he’s coming. We lay panting together for a moment before he withdraws from me.

“I’m going to keep all your cum in me. I’ll wake up sticky with it on the inside of my thighs as a reminder.”

“That’s right, chiquita . A reminder that I can’t get enough of you. I can’t even make it through a night without being inside you.”

“Were you really watching me sleep?”

“Yes. You’re so damn beautiful.”

I roll onto my side, and he spoons me, drawing me back against his chest. He creates a cocoon around me. He reminds me he’ll always be a shield, protecting me from a world I’m still learning about. As I drift off to sleep, he kisses my shoulder.

“You’re everything to me, chiquita .”

“There will never be anyone else, Daddy, because you’re everything I could ever want.”

This time, when I wake, sunlight streams in through the slats, illuminating the room. I’m in the same position as I was when I fell back to sleep after Javi made love to me. I’m more fully aware than I was last time.

Yesterday’s events are a jumble in my mind.

They jump from one thing to another, almost impossible to keep straight.

Drew’s men found me at my hotel. They followed me when I bolted.

Javi came to my rescue, taking me to one of his family’s businesses in Jackson Heights.

We didn’t stay long before we thought we could hide on his family’s private estate in Greenwich.

He told me several times it wasn’t my fault—that the attack wasn’t my fault—but waves of guilt crash over me as I think about the significance of that property to his family and how I’m the reason men violated that sanctity.

Reasonably, I know it also had to do with the pressure the bratva and the Albany mob put on one of Javi’s men.

But I definitely still played a part in that.

Returning to the city did nothing to shield us.

Going to Jersey wasn’t any better. Another chase and another attack.

It shocks me that being in Manhattan has been the quietest place so far.

Shame and fear claw at me since I know this isn’t done yet.

Drew may be gone, but the O’Sheehans aren’t.

Javi and the Kutsenkos may have called a truce, but Javi won’t forgive them.

I pray it doesn’t cause problems between Laura and Maks.

Choosing Javi will inevitably strain my relationship with my sister.

I can’t imagine it won’t. The weight of all of this is crushing me.

“ Chiquita .”

I look over my shoulder at Javi. His hand runs over my ass, and it’s so fucking soothing.

“You’re thinking about everything, aren’t you?”

I nod, a lump forming in my throat.

“Do you want me to listen, or hold you, or do you need space?”

He practically chokes on that last option. I know he fears my rejection now that we’re in the cold light of day.

“Daddy, space is the last thing I need right now. The only thing that’s keeping me from falling apart is you being here with me.”

“I’ll stay with you as long as I can.”

I nod, but that’s what finally makes the tears fall.

Not as long as he wants to be, not as long as I need him to be, but for as long as he can.

Something might call him away from me. I don’t doubt he wants to be here with me.

However, the choice may not be his. It was much easier to say I could accept that yesterday when I was running on adrenaline.

Now the aftermath leaves me depleted, even hollow.

He eases me to roll over and face him. He sits up, adjusting the pillows, so he can lean against the headboard.

“Come here, little one.”

He encourages me to sit up too. Then he lifts me to straddle him.

I could feel how hard he was when I woke, his cock tucked between my ass cheeks.

I’m still wet with his cum from the middle of the night.

He lowers me onto his dick, his hand pressing my head to his shoulder. We simply sit like this together.

This isn’t about getting off. I rock my hips periodically and do Kegels to keep him hard even though I don’t think I even have to.

This is what I need. The intimacy without having to explain myself. I need him to be the strong, silent type for me. He gets that, and I couldn’t ask for more.

“I know Maks and Laura’s is the last place you want to go, but there’s no way my sister will calm down until she sees me in person. A video call isn’t enough.”

“ Chiquita , I don’t blame her. That’s completely a reasonable request for her.

And no, I never want to see Maks, and I especially don’t want to see him now, but I certainly won’t stand in the way of you being with your family.

There’s just no chance in hell you’re going anywhere out of my sight today. ”

“Will it cause an argument between you guys when we arrive?”

“It might, but Maks knows enough of what happened yesterday to understand how serious we are and why I won’t just drop you off. In the future, I would. You’ll go by yourself, but for now, not a chance.”

I lean my head against his shoulder as we ride in the second row of the monstrous SUV.

I had a big one up in Albany, but this one makes it look like a little toy Tonka compared to what we’re in now.

These SUVs are veritable tanks. They’re indestructible battering rams. I feel completely safe, which is the trade-off for not having privacy like we would in a town car.

There’s no glass separating us from the driver and bodyguard up front.

It doesn’t help that Joaquin is in the front passenger seat, and Jorge and Pablo are in the third row. To top it all off, Alejandro’s driving. It’s not like all five of them showing up won’t antagonize my in-laws, but the other guys have promised to wait outside.

There might be some staring contests and posturing, but Javi reassures me Maks’s men who patrol his property won’t instigate anything. The neighborhood my sister and her family live in is the Switzerland of the underworld in New York. It’s one that nearly every syndicate family lives in.

Most of them grew up in this neighborhood, but Maks and his family didn’t. They moved in after they bought Galena a house in the neighborhood, which was after all four brothers were out of the home. Maks had a house in Queens he and Laura sold not long after the twins were born.

They now live in the same neighborhood as everyone else. Enrique and Elle, along with Luis and Margherita, are the only ones in Jersey. Everyone else is in this neighborhood or the adjacent one. The mob boss lives on the corner that connects the two neighborhoods.

We pass through the community gate and make our way past several Mafia and mob houses and two other bratva homes before we get to Laura and Maks’s. Alejandro’s barely put the vehicle in park before the front door opens, and Laura dashes out with Maks on her heels.