The Mafia Contract Series

This is the most exquisite torture. Ivan is a warrior, a brutal assassin and a man I never thought would be capable of such gentleness. He looks so fearsome with his tribal inked body and angry flashing eyes as they drag the length of my body, leaving me nowhere to hide.

When I saw him waiting at the edge of the mountain, the sight of him in that suit will live with me my entire life and nothing else mattered but sealing the deal because I wanted him to be my husband so badly it hurt.

Now he is about to claim his prize and I am eager for that. Despite the fact I feel exposed and awkward lying here while he studies my body like a lion standing over its hapless victim, I am desperate for him to strike and put me out of my misery.

I want to know what it’s like to be a woman and despite my embarrassment, I love seeing the pure lust in his eyes as he shamelessly stares at every part of me. Just seeing the inked body of the warrior who stole me from life and then promised me a new one makes me impatient to get on with it.

As he joins me and gently presses his lips to every part of me, my body responds to his sweet touches with delight.

It unfolds like a flower against the sun as he licks, sucks and gently nips every inch of skin and the wet trail between my legs tells me I’m more than happy about it.

Once again, he dips his head and I bite back the groan that reminds me what a slut I am for loving every moment of something that should be so wrong. My thighs part to let him in further and I gasp when he sucks on my clit, causing a fresh burst of longing to make me gasp, “That’s so good.”

His rough hands roam my body and suddenly the urgency increases in the room as he pulls back and growls, “I’m sorry princess, I can’t hold back any longer.

“Then don’t.” A ragged breath accompanies my words and as his hard cock gently teases against my pussy, I am shocked to discover I want him inside me so badly it’s become the most important thing in my world.

He grasps my chin and forces me to look into his eyes and the lust in them causes me to groan, then he says fiercely, “This may hurt, but only for a second. Scream, yell, bring the fucking house down and let everyone know you are mine.”

I gasp as he pushes in slowly, forcing his way into a place nothing has ever been before and it’s so tight, as if he is tearing me apart and I cry out as he destroys my last defense.

“That’s it malyshka, scream my name.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Ivan!” His name rides my agony into the heavens as I experience a sharp pain that has no right being here when I want this so much. The tears pour down my face as I face the fact he’s too big for me and I’m not good enough.

It hurts like hell, but I wouldn’t change a thing because somehow he is inside me and it’s as if I’m possessed. He now owns my mind and body and then strangely, my body starts to adapt to his.

The pain subsides and in its place is a sensation so strong it catches me unaware as he gently moves inside me, his cock searching for the part that gives me the most pleasure. His hard body is rubbing against mine, the glorious friction causing me to arch against him for more.

My fingers tangle in the jagged edges of his hair as he plays with my throbbing clit and as he thrusts again, I groan with knowing that I will never get enough of this. His ragged breathing and low groans of passion excite me and make my pussy drip with even greater need. I am being torn apart by a savage from the inside out and if I was in any doubt about what I’m doing, he pushes every one of them away.

This is where I want to be the most, with him inside me dominating my mind and body and keeping the whole world out. Driving my pleasure and making me complete and as the pressure builds, I scream so hard anyone listening would think he is murdering me, but I can’t help it because from out of nowhere a sensation so amazing crashes through my body like a storm in a drought.

The relief is so great it’s almost euphoric as my body drags the ultimate pleasure from his. It’s like an earthquake shaking every part of me and unsettling it from its foundations. I am shocked when he pulls out and a steady stream of sticky cum spurts against my breasts, dripping down the sides, marking me, owning me and changing my scent forever.

He wasn’t kidding. He does own me now and as he leans down and kisses me so hard and deep, it’s as if he is entering me from a different place entirely. He has crawled inside my mind, heart and soul and now he’s here, I can slam the door and bolt it from the inside. He is home.

My whole body is on fire and as I lie with my head on my husband’s chest, I finally know what it’s like to feel complete.

I have always known there’s something missing. Alone in a crowd, hovering on the edge, watching everyone else appear to have it all worked out. Well, now that person is me because I have worked out I don’t want to be anywhere else–ever and it scares me because what if he can’t make this threat go away and I am dragged away from him? Even worse, that somehow he doesn’t make it and it will all be my fault.

“Does it hurt, malyshka?”

“A little.” I wince as it burns and I wonder if this is normal.

“It will be sore for a few days. I’ll take it slower next time.”

“I liked it.” I’m blunt and to the point and his low laughter causes me to smile against his chest.

“You are full of compliments, aren’t you, princess?”

“And you love hearing every one of them.”

His arm tightens around me, and I feel his heart beating against my cheek as he says gruffly, “You’re mine now, and that means forever in my book. There’s no getting away from me now.”

“Thank fuck for that.” I laugh softly. “You had better honor that promise, Savage.”

His sudden laugh makes me smile and then, to my surprise, he spins me onto my back and cups my face in his hand. “Thank you.”

“What for?”

“For being the woman I am proud to call my wife. For making me believe in miracles and rescuing me from hell.”

“I’ve done nothing.”

“Trust me, princess, you have done everything, and I will make it my life’s work to keep you safe.”

As he kisses me deeply, I pull him even closer because there will never be a minute of every day that I won’t want to be in this position. Why would I ever want to be anywhere else than against his impressive body with our souls fused together, shutting out the world?

As the kiss deepens and my body responds to it, I love how his cock presses against me and requests permission to enter for the second time. As he slides in slowly, I enjoy every delicious minute of it and don’t even care that I’m painted with his sticky cum. I want the whole of him, whatever that involves because one things certain, I regret nothing and despite the circumstances that brought me here, this is a fairy tale and I’m the princess who found her prince.