Their Perfect Mafia Princess

Chapter 1 part 2 *Megan*

“You know my brothers will probably kill me for this.” I’m kicking myself for even saying anything and I hide my face in his chest.

“Nah. I’ll break their fingers if they even try.” The way he says it is so nonchalant but protective at the same time and it runs a chill down my spine. A small moan escapes my lips and I push my body closer to his. Slowly I turn my face up to meet his icy blue eyes staring back at me. His lips meet mine and I swallow my gasp. His hand tangles in my hair while his other palms my ass more aggressively. I moan into his mouth, my hips rolling into his. He breaks away from my lips, but he doesn’t stop kissing me, he just moves to my neck. I can’t control my breathing or the breathy moans spilling from my lips. He is leaving open mouthed kissing and little love bits and I continue to roll my hips feverishly against his.

“You make such beautiful noises babe.” CJ whispers wetly against my neck before giving me another love bite and then peppering my neck in kisses.

“Please, CJ?” I moan out softly as his fingers make their way under the short hem of my dress, searching for my wet, waiting center. He is quick to find my aching c**t, his fingers working like magic on my body. The moans that are coming from me would be embarrassing if I could form a decent thought. My hand reaches for the waistband of his jeans, shoving my hand in and finding his massive length waiting for me. My tongue darts out, wetting my lips in response. f**k this man was hot, whatever wrath was waiting for me at the end would be worth it. “Kiss me!” I blurt out and he complies wordlessly. His hot tongue fills my mouth as we fight for dominance, he draws out another moan from me. His phone buzzes and we ignore it as he pushes my dress up over my hips. His fingers slide into my wanting center and a small scream passed my lips. His fingers work faster trusting in and out bringing me to the brink of an orgasm. I grind against his hand like it’s the only thing keeping me here on this earth. The break of my orgasm flys through me in waves. I collapse into a moaning writhing heap, his phone buzzes again, then again.

“Jesus f**k!” He exclaims then gently kisses my forehead before pulling his phone out. I can see his screen clearly from my position and I used it to my advantage. He has three text notifications and he quickly swipes to open them.

From Jord: “Bro, you better not!”

From Mercado: “If you are doing what I think you are. You’re DEAD!” “f**k! Are you fr right now?” He rolls his eyes and shoves his phone away without responding to anyone before pulling me back in tight to his chest.

“Did I get you in trouble?” I ask coyly then place a small kiss on his cheek.

“Nothing I can’t handle sweetheart. Don’t you worry a thing in that pretty little head.” He places a gentle kiss on my forehead and we fall back into a comfortable silence. I let out a groan and wiggle a little but CJ’s arms have me in a vice grip and I cannot move. I wiggle again but if anything his grip tightens more. “Stop moving.” He grumbles against my head.

“I can’t.” I sigh, “This dress is uncomfortable.” I wiggle again. CJ sighs heavily but he finally releases me.

“Fine, lose the damn dress.” His words gruff and demanding. I laugh as I roll off the couch and shimmy out of my tight black dress, leaving me standing there is nothing but black lace panties that leave nothing to the imagination.

“Can I wear your hoodie?” My words hardly audible, “Please.” I bat my eyes. He doesn’t respond, instead he just shrugs off the hoodie and hands it to me. Quickly as I can I pull it over my head and settle myself back in his arms. “Are you going to stay here with me tonight?” My voice still almost too soft to hear.

“So many demands from such a tiny person.” He laughs out then smashes me even tighter to his chest, “I’m not going anywhere.” His words make my heart flutter. I snuggle my heads into his chest and let his warmth and his smell take over my senses. This isn’t exactly how I planned on my night going but I wasn’t complaining. I turn my body over so I can press my ass against his groin. I settle in, getting as close to him as possible, bound and determined not to leave his arms until morning. One of out phones buzzes nonstop in the distance but neither of us make a move to grab them. The buzzing doesn’t stop as I turn my head to face him giving him a quick kiss. He reaches for my face and deepens it almost as quickly as my lips touch his. The door of the theater room slams open but we still don’t break apart.

“I’ve been trying to get ahold of you.” Mac says as he strolls into the room like he didn’t just almost break down the door.

“You knew where to find me.” CJ answers gruffly, “I was busy anyway.” His words make me blush and I pull my face under the blanket. CJ runs his hand down my side in a comforting motion, sensing that I was embarrassed. I feel the couch dip low by our feet and assume that Mercado has taken his place there. CJ hauls us to a sitting position with me on his lap and Mac takes the spot that was formally occupied by our heads.

“Do Jordy and Athens know you are in here defiling their little sister?” Mercado jokes.

“You mean kind like they are up stairs with you and Mac’s sisters?” CJ quips back and all they boys start laughing.

“Yeah, something like that.” Mac says through his fit of laughter

“Well I’m pretty sure Jordy is the only one who would want Justines ass anyway. Dude your sister is a bitch.” Mercado says softly and I side eye him as I stifle a laugh.

Mercado is tall, standing close to seven feet, his skin was permanently kissed by the sun. However, it was mostly covered by inky black tattoos. His eyes a dark and damning gray and his dark wavy hair that he kept shaved close to his head. His build, man his muscles put any man I’ve ever met to shame. The sight of him enough to make my mouth water. A pang of guilt wracks through my chest. How can I sit here curled up on CJ’s lap but basically eye f*****g his best friend. f**k, I’m a terrible person and I have to get out of here quick. I make. A move to stand and flea but as soon as I throw the blanket off I feel all eyes in the room land on me.

I glance down at myself realizing I’m basically only wearing CJ’s sweatshirt. I yank desperately at the hem trying not to embarrass myself further, but it hides absolutely nothing. I can still feel their eyes on me as my embarrassment gives way to a different kind of heat. I squeeze my thighs together forcing myself not to give in to the urges that have once again settled in my core. As twisted as this is, the way these three boys looked at me like I was a feast they were about to enjoy filled me with both excitement and want. A low growl leaves Mac’s chest as he has a near perfect view of my exposed ass popping from the bottom of the hoodie.

“I’m sorry,” I start, “I’ll just go, so you guys can talk.” I try to walk away as quick as possible but CJ’s hand reaches out and grabs my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.

“Please stay?” He holds up one side of the blanket to offer me my spot on his lap back. Honestly I’d go anywhere to hide myself at this moment but his chest seemed like just as good of an option as any. I dove straight into his arms and he wrapped me back in the safe cocoon of the blanket, placing a gentle kiss on my eyebrow. I snuggle into his chest a little tighter and let his scent take me over again.

“What, do you have some sort of magic d**k or some s**t?” Mac laughs, “One f*****g time sleeping with you and you have her doing whatever you say or what?” My eyes are closed but I hear the familiar sound of a lighter flickering and I know that they are smoking. As much as I want to join with them, I keep my eyes shut and my head pressed tightly into CJ’s shoulder.

“Don’t talk about her like she’s a not literally sitting in my lap right now. You’re just jealous I grew a pair before you did.” I get butterflied at him defending me. Smiling to myself sleep creeps in and I let it start to take over. I relax into the muscled mass of man beneath me until the fight becomes to hard to handle and I let myself drift off. The last thing I distinctly remember hearing was Mercado’s voice softly warn the others.

“f*****g right I’m jealous. Don’t forget, that’s my girl. Don’t f**k her up CJ.”

I fall into the most blissful sleep wrapped tightly in CJ’s strong arms, his comforting smell takes my mind to a dirty place. I’m laying on my back on the oversized couch in the theater room, my naked body throbbing with want. I feel someone peppering my legs with wet kisses and love bites as they move up my leg to my wanting core. As his lips brush over my sensitive bud a strangled moan escapes my lips.

“More.” I pant. “Please. More. Don’t stop.” My breathing turns ragged and uneven as I chase my high. His tongue darts into me, f*****g my tight core until my orgasm breaks around me. “f**k! f**k yes! Right there!” I’m screaming the words are pleasure waves through my body.

I wake with a start, still gasping for breath, trying to recover from my wet dream. I hear fits of laughter around me and I squeeze my eyes shut as tightly as possible. If dying from embarrassment was a real thing, I’d be six feet under by now. I open one eye slightly and slowly trying to figure out who exactly witnessed my erotic dream. I fully open only my left eye to find CJ staring directly back at me. A huge goofy ass grin stretches lazily across his face.

“Good dream?” He teases me softly, my cheeks redden to an unnatural color as he speaks. I push my face into his chest attempting to hide, but he just chuckles lowly at my actions.

“s*x is natural. Leave the poor girl alone.” Mercado’s distinguished voice comes from near my feet. If I could physically crawl into CJ’s chest I would.

“Hey beautiful, look at me?” CJ all but whispers against the top of my head. I have to physically force my body to look up at him and meet his gaze. “Don’t be embarrassed.” He drops a kiss to my forehead, “Watching you squirm until you fell apart in my lap was hot.” He captures my lips in his before I could even think to respond.

I turn myself in his arms so I’m laying on top of him chest to chest, and snake my arms around his neck without breaking our kiss. I push my hips into his as I draw his bottom lip between my teeth and give a gentle bite. CJ groans lowly in response and wraps his arms around my body. I push myself against him again and let out a little giggle.

A third hand falls to my ass and it draws my attention away from CJ to gaze behind me. The hand belongs to no other then Mercado himself, a joint is lit in between his fingers, his palm splayed over the globe of my ass. I reach back and pluck the joint from his hand, letting my fingers linger with his fo just a moment before I bring the J to my mouth and take a deep inhale. I expect Mercado to move his hand but instead he kneads my ass slightly while CJ takes the joint from me before hitting it himself and passing it to Mac.

“Can someone hand me my bag?” I ask the question to no one in particular. It shocks me slightly when it’s Mac who reaches down to grab and it and he places it gently on CJ’s chest next to my head.

“Thank you.” I say while rummaging through my small bag, pulling out my vape but still desperately searching for my phone. I look over at CJ, “Have you seen my phone?” He doesn’t respond but he untangles one of his arms from my body and reaches to the floor by our side, pulling my phone back up to us. “Thank you.” I mumble the words and plant a quick kiss on his lips before settling back against the couch, my legs over his hips.

I quickly slide my phone open and scroll through my notifications. a few texts from Jay and Karlie, then the dreaded twenty something between both of my brothers. I sigh loudly not wanting to deal with any of it but yet ignoring them will make this whole situation worse. I decide to start with Karlie since she will be the easiest to deal with,

From Karl: Jay girl is BIG MAD at you. Trying to do damage control. Have fun ;)

I quickly type out my thanks to her and wish her a goodnight. Justine wouldn’t be so easy, but I open her message next anyway.

From Jay: He’s gonna break your heart.

Have fun with the man whore

You’re going to catch something

You have a goodnight with my slut of a brother meanwhile I’ll be getting mine with yours

Her last text made me roll my eyes and audibly scoff at my screen. I take a deep breath and try not to lose my cool on her via text right now. CJ seems to notice the change in my posture as I was getting ready to lay into his little sister, he c***s his head slightly at he and readjusts himself so he can see my phone screen.

“She does realize her last text is an oxymoron right?” CJ chuckles in my ear and some of my anger melts away, but not enough. I quickly pound out a short novel to Justine before smiling to myself.

To Jay: Let me make my own mistakes. Lord knows I let you make one everyday you are still clinging to MY brother. Your double standards are s**t. Don’t let this destroy our friendship. It’s not like I’m going to tell you how good he d***s me down or anything. Honestly just get over your self. If you decide you need ME, I’ll be in your brother’s bed. Knock first. I hit send before I could even think twice about it.

“Damn, my girl’s a savage.” CJ says gruffly against my ear before placing featherlight kisses down my neck. “You really gonna stay in my bed? We can crash in here if you would rather.” I know he’s being sweet and making sure this is exactly what I want, but I have also noticed that Mercado’s hand still hasn’t left my body. He just moved it to my upper thigh and even if it makes me the worst person in the world, I didn’t want to break the contact with him.

I look up at CJ through my thick eyelashes, “Let’s just stay here. I’m comfy, put a movie on. Let’s smoke.” He just gives me a little nod and brushes a light kiss on my eyebrow.

“Mac, grab the bong. I’m over joints today.” CJ gestures behind himself with a toss of his head. He pulls me over tighter to his chest and my phone falls to the cushion next to me, my brothers messages all but forgotten.

Mac moves like a shadow and his sudden silent appearance in front of me makes me jump, but I gently take the bong from his hands and offer a small smile in return.

“Greens?” I offer to CJ but he raises his lighter to spark the bowl for me instead. The stupid gesture makes my heart soar and I quickly fill my lungs with the sweet smoke. I hold the bong for CJ so he can hit it without letting me go, then I pass it back to Mac, but find he is no longer standing there. Instead him and Mercado were pulling the couches together to make a huge nest for the four of us to hang out in. Quickly content with their work the boys slip onto the couches with us and Mercado steals the bong from my grasp.

It isn’t long before a haze of smoke has filled the room and I find myself fighting sleep once more. I roll myself slightly into CJ’s warm body, my legs draped over his hips, my hand snakes up to his shoulder and my face is nestled tightly to his neck. I let the darkness take over and sleep pulls me from consciousness again.

The sleep is dreamless and black. It was leaving this unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. No matter how hard I seemed to try I couldn’t seem to bring myself back to the land of the living. Instead the darkness only seemed to close in tighter and tighter, taking all my oxygen with it. Before long I was clawing at my own throat, desperately trying to get just one gulp of air into my burning lungs. A thick coat of sweat covered my body as I drew my legs into my chest and held myself as tightly as possible.

“Megan?!” I hear the panicked voice ringing out in the distance, but I couldn’t make a sound even if I tried. “Megan! Babe!” The voice comes again only more laced with fear and frantic. My body convulses uncontrollably. “Go get Athens and Jord NOW!” A slightly different, more demanding yet still frantic voice rang out; then silence.

Finally something gives and I am able to pry my eyes open. I’m still gasping for air, taking in gulpfuls trying to ease my screaming lungs. A gentle hand is stroking my hair softly, I assume it’s CJ and he’s muttering something I can’t quite make out. Athens’ pale face comes into my view.

“Breath little sister. Just breath. You are ok.” My brother grands my hand in his. From somewhere behind me a water bottle is trust into my hand, quickly I down half the bottle not even noticing how thirsty I was. Athens finally stops starring at me only to look over my shoulder. “What happened?” No one responds and the tension in the room thickens by the second. “Someone tell me what happened to my sister! NOW!” He’s practically screaming at this point.

“Athens.” I finally find my voice, but it’s weak and sounds nothing like myself. His eyes snap back to mine, laced with worry. “I’m fine. It was just a panic attack in my sleep. It’s passed. Honestly I’m good. Ironically, exhausted. I just want to go back to sleep.” Reluctantly he lets my hand go before slowly retreating to the door. The worry in his eyes still there despite his efforts to hide it. He doesn’t say a word as he slips from the room, silently closing the door behind him. Warm arms envelop me from behind.

“Babe? Are you sure you are ok?” His voice breaking slightly, “Can I help?”

“I’m fine. Really. Just please stay?” I take a deep shaky breath, “I can’t stand to be alone.”

“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. Close your eyes beautiful.” I leaned into his strong chest as he spoke and let my eyes close once more. I fell quickly into a dark dreamless sleep soaked in the woodsy scent of CJ as his arms held me tightly to his chest. It was the most restful sleep I had gotten in forever, for once the darkness didn’t pull me into yet another panic attack or my reoccurring nightmare waking me in a full sweat. Maybe I would have to hatch a plot to get him to spend the night with me more often.

I woke up early still soaked in CJs scent, his arms tightly around me, one of his legs thrown over my body pinning me in place. I could hear one of our phones buzzing like crazy, but I wasn’t ready to leave my cocoon of blankets and sexy man. I looked up to find him still asleep, he looked so at ease. It was an expression I didn’t get to see nearly enough. His arms tightened around me and he nuzzled his face in my hair.

“Stop starring.” He murmured against my head.

“I’m not starring, I’m admiring.” I sass back to him with a light laugh. “Now, give me a good morning kiss.” My demand makes him laugh yet he kisses me gently without putting up a fight. “Thank you for staying with me after all that last night.” I whispered against his lips.

He cups my cheeks and pulls my face back so he could look me in the eyes. “Anytime. I liked that I could comfort you honestly. Be honest with me, how often does that happen? The panic attacks I mean?” I quickly drop my gaze to his muscular chest, this was the exact conversation I was dreading. I had kept this wall up for so long that tearing it down seemed like such a daunting task. However, I knew he would since any kind of lie, but hopefully he wouldn’t ask too many questions.

I take a deep steadying breath but I still refuse to make eye contact with him. “Every night since I can remember.” The words rush out of me and I brace myself for the mountain of questions he is about to lay on me. Questions that never come.

“I’m sorry.” He pulls my chin up to meet his eyes, “You shouldn’t have to deal with that. Is there anything I can do to help?” I just shake my head in response as the tears begin to pour from my eyes, he just as quickly wipes them away. “Hey, don’t cry baby. I’m here.” He tried his best to soothe me.

“Actually, last night was the best night of sleep I’ve gotten in a long time. Usually as soon as I fall back asleep it all starts again.” I shocked even myself by openly admitting that with nothing to prompt me.

“Well, I’m happy yo help. Honestly, whenever, whatever you need. I’m here.” His words made my heart leap from my chest. I wanted to be angry with him for making me feel vulnerable but I could feel nothing but adoration.

The constant buzzing of out phones finally becomes too much for my sanity. I groan as I untangle myself from him and kneel next to him in our couch nest, still only clad in his sweatshirt.

“f**k, that’s a sight I could get used to.” CJ grumbled under his breath. I smiled as I turned my back to him and began searching the nest feverishly for our annoying phones, silently dreading being pulled back to reality. This was my happy little bubble and all too soon I knew it was about to pop.

I find our phones shoved under a cushion together alone with my vape and I sigh in relief. Too bad it only lasts about 2 seconds before I notice the about a hundred notifications waiting for me. I can’t even begin to process going through it when CJ’s phone begins buzzing in my hand. I lean over and place it in his palm. He answers it quickly in a hushed tone and all but leaps from out makeshift bed to the back corner of the room where I couldn’t hear him if I tried. Well f**k time to face my own reality I suppose. I open my phone and scroll through my countless notifications, again I start with Karlie since she is always the easiest to deal with.

From Karl: Hey babes are you ok? Athens was super worried about you when he came back last night. Text me when you wake up. I love you!

To Karl: yes I’m fine. Sorry I worried Athens last night. Love you too

From Jay: still mad but hope you are feeling ok this morning.

To Jay: still mad too. I’m gucci

CJ comes up behind me placing a soft kiss at the base of my neck. “I’m sorry baby, I have to go to work for a bit. I’ll text you when I’m done, and pick you up where ever you are?” He kisses me again, “You will be ok today right?” I settle into his chest as he nuzzles against my neck lovingly.

“I’ll be ok, I promise. Go take care of business you handsome brute, I’ll message you later.” I turn and kiss him fiercely and desperately before letting him go. “Be safe, or I’ll kill you myself.” My lips graze his as I give him my threat. A small chuckle forms in his throat.

“I’ll always come back to you beautiful.” He kisses me again. “That body is too good for me to leave alone for too long.” He reaches down and squeezes my ass gently as he speaks. “See you later babe, stay out of trouble.” He kisses me once more before reluctantly letting me go and leaving me alone in our nest.

To Karl: Come to the movie room. I’m sure Athens just got called out too.

From Karl: on my way! Should I text Jay? Or are you guys going to kill each other being in the same room?

To Karl: don’t say anything to her. I’ll text her when I’m ready. Just hurry b***h.

Before long Karlie bursts through the door and climbs into the nest that is still made up from the night before. She quickly grabs the remote and puts on old school MTV in the background. We spend most of our day lazily hanging around the theater room. Smoking, bullshitting, and eating our weight in junk food.

All too soon the entire day has gotten away from us and I still hadn’t heard from CJ. “Hey Karl, has my brother texted you at all?”

“Nope, not a word since he left this morning why?”

“I just haven’t heard from CJ either, honestly I’m a little worried. They left before 7 this morning and now its almost 10 at night!” My voice has a whine behind it that I cannot stand.

“Girl, relax. They will be fine. Let’s just cuddle up here together and they will wake us up when they get home.” She pulls me down into the nest and I cradle my phone to my chest and let my eyes close. Silently praying for sleep, but restful sleep. And after what seems like an hour laying there counting sheep, my prayers seemed to have been answered.