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Bride To Be... My first
MilaAll this time I had been pretty sure that I could go with this because I wanted him that much. But the moment I had felt the thick head of his cock notched in my pussy, it had burned and I had lost all bravado to go with it. The stretching sensation had me second guessing as I felt the bite of the pain.Now, he loomed over me, the truth shining in his grey eyes. A hunter sensing something afoot. He demanded to know the answer, “Tell me, Mila…” His hand went between our bodies and he cupped my pussy. “Is this pussy virgin?” I should feel shy or very least a little embarrassed at his words.Instead, I licked my lips as I looked at him. Afraid that he’d leave I circled my arms around him. I said, “Yes, and I want you to be my first.”“Your first.” He closed his eyes. His nostrils flared and
Last Updated : 2021-08-18Bride To Be... Your last
MilaHis body aligned with mine, almost dwarfing me but it felt nice, comfortable, like he was meant to be here. His chest pressed on my breasts, the sensation so sweet and so right as his cock rubbed between my pussy lips. Without giving it a second thought, or else I’d feel embarrassed, I flicked out my tongue and licked his chin and lips. I tasted my juices as I cleaned him like a cat lapping at cream and he gave me a smile in return.And then we moved at once, there was no answer for who kissed whom. We both kissed each other. It wasn’t just carnal, it was filled with our unspoken feelings. The kiss tasted sweet, filthy and dangerous. Just like us. I arched into him and whispered against his lips, “Now, Jonathan.”His hand went between our bodies and I felt him as he notched his cock against my virgin pussy. I held my breath, waiting for
Last Updated : 2021-08-19Bride To Be... Never hide from me
MilaI might’ve dozed off with the delicious weight of his body on top of mine. With him like this, all around me, I felt guarded and secured. But I blinked my eyes open as he turned us around, taking me with him so I laid on top of him. I gasped as he moved within me. We were still locked intimately and my fingers dug into his arms in reflex at the sensation the move awakened. The fingers of his one hand trailed down my spine, making me shiver deliciously and the other traced the lines of my scars. I was no longer ashamed of them, not when he treated them as if they were a beautiful part of me.We stayed silent, his heart beat against my ear as I rested on top of him. His heartbeat was slow and rhythmic. I could feel him thinking, his mind working but I didn't want him to think. Not yet. For now, I wanted him all to myself. I pushed back from his chest and his hands fell on my ars
Last Updated : 2021-08-20Bride To Be... Carmella
Jonathan It's been two days since the night I discovered that Mila was a virgin and two days since I had claimed her again and again, made her mine. We have been practically inseparable in these two days. I had been wrapped around her or vice versa, neither of us wanting to leave the bed for anything but for the fact that we had an unwanted guest in the penthouse, well unwanted for me. And that we needed to feed our bodies so we could climb back into bed and satiate our other hunger— for each other. The few times we had ventured outside the bedroom I had found Anastasia and Mila cuddled up together. Anastasia was a mafia kid, so she knew and understood more than she should for her age. But then sixteen wasn’t that young, considering she was already betrothed. I had seen her and Mila whispering about something, mostly it was Sia who would give m
Last Updated : 2021-08-22Bride To Be... They are brothers
Mila I had never thought that there would come a day like this. When I’d wake up beside a man that looked like a god and possessed me like a wild animal in the bed. But here I was. I looked at his sleeping form, seeing how his dark gold lashes glinted in the rare beams of the sun that filtered through the windows. I knew that he hadn’t slept during the night, he must’ve fallen asleep in the early morning when he had tired himself out. At last. Because I had been lost and half asleep for most of it as he had been insatiable. My golden panther. I tipped my head up and whispered my lips across his. And then in one swift move I was on my back. I squealed at the sudden movement and his eyes opened. Sleepy grey eyes looked down at me, his hair tumbling down his forehead as he loomed over me. “That’s what you get when you wake up a sleeping lion.”
Last Updated : 2021-08-23Bride To Be... Where was he?
Mila“Not so fast, you fucking whore! My brother might be fooled but I have got men around the city that he refused to rule.” I was wrenched back as he pulled a fistful of my hair. My head burned and a cry of distress left my mouth. He clamped his arm around my waist and then threw me across the floor, away from the elevator. My only escape. “Oh, I’ll make you scream…” He said.My whole body jarred from the way I hit the floor. He took threatening steps toward me and I tried to get away from him. But it was like my whole body was made of rubber. My palms slipped on the floor as I tried to slide backwards. “P-please… don’t…” I hated how I was pleading to him, but something about him was disturbing.He laughed. “Don’t what? Hurt you? Kill you? Fuck you?”
Last Updated : 2021-08-24Bride To Be... I failed her
JonathanI switched from one camera to another but I didn’t find any sign of my little mouse or my soon to be dead brother. My jaw was clenched so tightly it was a miracle my teeth hadn’t yet turned to dust as I drove the car, barely keeping it straight as my attention was shot to shit. Lachlan sat beside me calling his men to know what was going on. I wasn’t paying any attention to him, my mind was focused on the woman in my penthouse. The woman who had asked me to stay but I hadn’t. I should’ve.I had tried calling Jasper but he wasn’t picking up. I called the hotel manager, he wasn’t there to tell me anything and I didn’t have a front desk or any of the staff’s contàct to call them.My chest was so tight, my throat was closed up with worry and I wish I could just fly to my place and see f
Last Updated : 2021-08-25Bride To Be... Just go away
Jonathan I sit in the corner on a sofa that was pushed far against the wall, my eyes fixed on the sleeping figure on the hospital bed. Anastasia had glared at me all this time, and I was sure that like me if she had the gun in her hand then she’d have also preferred to shoot me first and then say something after that. The moment the doctor had come out of the emergency room, and told us about Mila’s injuries, I had felt like someone sucker punched me and then kicked me in the balls before telling me that they were going to kill me, slowly. Two broken ribs. A broken wrist. One palm was sliced open. The soles of her feet were stabbed with broken pieces of glass. Her stomach was bruised. One ankle was bruised too. And not to miss that her whole face was swollen as if she fell face first from the roof. She looked so small in that
Last Updated : 2021-08-27
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Bride To Be... The only way out: Death
NINA I woke up to the sensation of cold seeping into my body. When I blinked my eyes, my cheek was pressed on something cold and hard. Concrete. Rough, unyielding, and damp. My head throbbed, my body a twisted coil of aches and bruises. And the air around me was thick with something pungent—coppery, metallic, the scent of rusted iron and dried blood. Darkness pressed in around me, thick and suffocating. My fingers twitched against the floor, searching for something, anything, to anchor me. But all I found was the sharp bite of chains wrapped around my wrist and ankle. Panic tore through me. No. No, no, no. I tugged, yanking hard, but the metal didn’t budge. It only cut deeper, biting into my skin. My breath shuddered out, my heart raced in my chest. Think. Think. Where am I? What happened? The last thing I remember— The park. The woods. The chase. Lachlan. But it wasn’t Lachlan who had caught me. The masked man had manhandled me and then... drugged me. My hand
Bride To Be... SNEAK PEEK: Jeremiah x Nina x Lachlan
Twisted Marriage: A Dark MMF Mafia Romance Now Released!!!_____INNESSA ______ “There you are.” I shuddered at his slimy voice. Zaman pulled me toward him, the man almost twice my age my father engaged me to. “I was looking for you.” “Let me go.” I said, keeping my fear at bay. He was a kind of man who feasted on my fear. The first time I had tried to appeal to his kindness he had laughed in my face and told me to forget that I’ll ever get out of this arrangement. “I will.” He stepped closer into me. His alcohol laced breath making me gag. “But first, I want to have a kiss from my soon to be bride.” “We are not married yet,” I replied, inching away from him. “We will be. Only a month.” Pain burned around my wrist where he so mercilessly gripped me, but anger was also overpowering. “Oh, don’t be shy... you are going to be my wife soon enough. Your father all but sold you to me.” Not just a month. But one month. Two weeks. Three days. But who’s counting, right? And
Bride To Be... TWISTED MARRIAGE - A Dark MMF Mafia Romance
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Bride To Be... Epilogue II
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Bride To Be... Epilogue
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Bride To Be... Freedom
MilaI married into a family of lunatics, I just prayed and hoped to god that this lunacy doesn’t affect my baby.The moment Jasper walked inside the door I knew something was wrong and he confirmed it when he said that he was taking me to the airport. Why? Because my husband wanted me safe which includes keeping me away from him and sending me to a corner of the world where no one could find me. I was all for it until I had something to lose. And for me that was Jonathan and for my baby it’s father.So like a nice human being, I kindly asked Jasper to take me back to my husband but very unkindly he repeated my husband’s words to me, “I am sorry, Mrs Sokolov but he also said, ‘If she doesn’t obey, drug her’ and I really do not want to do it.”Because I am a really good p
Bride To Be... Feeling lost...
JonathanWhen I reached upstairs I found my brother standing in his bedroom. He asked without facing me, “Why did you keep all of this?”Emotions clogged my throat as I thought about all the years I spent cursing our fate. Wishing that it had been me instead of him. Praying that he would come back. And now looking at him, I couldn’t form words. Without saying anything, I closed the distance between us and hugged him from behind.There was a moment where he stood still and I doubted that he even breathed, before he turned around and hugged me properly. “I couldn’t seal it all away. I missed you every single day for twelve years, Jeremy. And I can’t explain it in words how happy I am that you are here.”He patted my back and when we parted I watched him blinking away his tears
Bride To Be... She forgave me...
JonathanThe funeral was a big fanfare. Not because all those people who attended my father’s funeral were his friends or respected him, only because they were showing their loyalty to the Sokolov family to not have any repercussions. The ruling family of the Russian mafia. And even then most of them weren’t here to bid goodbye to my dead father, no, they were here to see the man who had come back from the dead.They were here to speculate and show their surprise and their sympathy. Sympathy on how a father who mourned his son to his last breath didn’t get to see him alive. They blamed it on fate. But I say it was Karma. They were here to wonder how a man like Gerard Sokolov could die in his sleep. Because they didn’t know that he was killed, murdered by his own daughter in law.“Knyaz.”
Bride To Be... Like a f.cking phoenix
Jeremiah I stood at the threshold of the room that was kept as a souvenir where I lost a part of me. A part that makes me hate my own reflection and a part that made me fill with deep seated bitterness that refused to leave me. Because of which now I could no longer look at my own reflection without feeling rage and disgust at what I see and when I see it only feel the need to cause mayhem. From what I had heard, my father kept it as a reminder to get revenge from the man who was responsible for his loss of a wife and his heir. But me... seeing this, all I wanted to do was to alight it once again so that I wouldn’t have to recall the heat I had felt, the blow to my head, the sender of betrayal that had consumed me, the blood that had seeped out of my mother from the bullet between her chest. Like me, she hadn’t expected that. I had almost wanted to laugh at her because she had been talking about karma when she had told me what she planned to do and then she herself was betrayed
