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Chapter 19: Feed my monster
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“Are you complaining?” “No,” I hastily shake my head, promptly getting rolled over by Enzo. “I like the way it hurts and..” I trail off, my sentence lost to me as he enters me in one hard thrust. “That,” I moan. Enzo clasps his hand in mine, slowly thrusting into me. “You seem less on the edge. Less murderous, I should fuck you every day.” Murderous? Was I that obvious? I thought I was doing a get job at suppressing it but he must have caught my spaced-out glances at the knives, folks, or even his gun. “I was probably sad about leaving home,” I lie. “I am your home now, Dolcezza.” ————————— Enzo I've been on a business call for a While, nearly an hour with the current Capo dei Capi, hearing his expectations for me, and complaining about how Alessio is wreckless and shouldn't be my right hand. But when I finally escape the call to spend time with my wife, she dashes into the bathroom. I try to wait for her but over an hour is too darn long for a woman who hardly spends
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“But I can't hide you,” he says, his voice soft, comforting. “The world deserves to see one the greatest treasures the gods have ever crafted.” “God,” I correct him. “I believe there's only one supreme being but I respect all the other ones, I mean religions.” I try to elaborate, forgetting his mom is Catholic and by extension him. “As long as we believe there's something bigger than us humans.” “My wife is religious.” he remarks. “Hardly,” I remark. “But we all need to believe in something, no?” “Whatever you say,” he swoons, his gaze softening the more he looks at me. He's deducted himself to showing me he likes me but I think he is developing an actual fascination with me. “Enzo,” I roll my eyes, laughing at how detached he sounded. “What?” he frowns, “My father taught me one's wife is always right and that belief has kept him happy for years, because my mom loves being right, and she's happy like that.” Interesting, I'm not used to being right, hell I'm never given t
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Her response is instant and confident. “Nope, I'm not a runner, but if I were, it'd be useless to run because you'd find me.” She laughs. If not me, then my family, they're not as good at hiding as me.” She jokes, but she's right again. I would always find her, more so now that I've touched her. I'll not let her go. “You’re staring, Enzo,” she murmurs. “I’m just thinking,” I tell her, leaving out the part where in my thoughts, I've forbidden her from existing without me. “You’re slightly scary when you’re quiet,” she nearly whispers. I gape at her. “I’m always quiet.” She hesitates for a moment before she speaks. “Not with me.” That knocks the breath out of me, she's right yet again. “Rumors, I'm far from quiet.” Nobody outside Alessio would agree with me being chatty, and in less than two weeks, she's become the second person I'm invariably talking to. “You know, I’m surprised you didn’t go back to your office,” she says. “You are a workaholic or is that a false rumor
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“Are you complaining?” “No,” I hastily shake my head, promptly getting rolled over by Enzo. “I like the way it hurts and..” I trail off, my sentence lost to me as he enters me in one hard thrust. “That,” I moan. Enzo clasps his hand in mine, slowly thrusting into me. “You seem less on the edge. Less murderous, I should fuck you every day.” Murderous? Was I that obvious? I thought I was doing a get job at suppressing it but he must have caught my spaced-out glances at the knives, folks, or even his gun. “I was probably sad about leaving home,” I lie. “I am your home now, Dolcezza.” ————————— Enzo I've been on a business call for a While, nearly an hour with the current Capo dei Capi, hearing his expectations for me, and complaining about how Alessio is wreckless and shouldn't be my right hand. But when I finally escape the call to spend time with my wife, she dashes into the bathroom. I try to wait for her but over an hour is too darn long for a woman who hardly spends
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 19: Feed my monster
Enzo moves to the other breast, giving It the same attention, while his other hand finds its way to my pussy. I'm still in my panties, panties which are wet thanks to him. At the feel of my panties, he growls, sounding pleased. “You’re soaked.” I bite my lip, meeting his gaze as he looks up at me while sliding my panties down, the heat of his gaze enough to make my pussy clench. Still looking at me, he pushes my legs apart and he settles between them, when he looks down, his hand on his thighs tremble, an unfamiliar emotion flickering in his gaze. His head disappears between my legs and I gasp, trembling from the gentle kisses his mouth leaves inside my thighs before dragging his tongue over my pussy, as if kissing me there too. I put a hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming out in pleasure at the feel of his tongue sweeping through my folds, teasing my aching clit. His mouth continues to lap over it like a starved man, and I can't help the cry that slips past my
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“I am, and your husband has immense self-control but right now, I'm close to coming in my pants.” I tell her, a probable dent in my reputation in the bedroom but my wife doesn't care, she fights me to set her wrist free. “Let go, Enzo,” she whines, an unmistakable defiance in her gaze. I let her go, and her hand immediately finds its way back to my cock, this time stroking it rather than brushing over it. “So bossy.” she groans, restraining my hand with her left one. A futile attempt because I use it to lay her back down, with a gentle shove. She gasps when she bounced on the mattress, her grip on my hand firmer now. Something flickers in her gaze and before I can categorize the emotion, she tugs, making me stagger. She reaches for me with her other hand and tugs again, this time succeeding. I may have miscalculated her strength, or maybe her smile just throws me off my game. “Okay, Sasha time for bed.” “I'm in bed,” she shoots back, her lips twitching with a smile. “I don
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“No,” I feign a smile. The only person I'm upset with is myself for prompting her decision to drink. I thought I had shown her she didn't have to follow my orders, as fulfilling as that is on my part. “You don't have to do anything to please me.” Alessandra frowns, scooting closer to me. “Why not? I Like you.” She likes me? Those three little words make my heart race, had she been sober I would dismiss the revelation but she's too drunk to lie to me. “You like me?” I echo, my heart pounding. For some reason, her approval means something to me, I've never needed it before. This is new, it's a satisfaction I can get used to. Alessandra nods, “Yes, I'm supposed to hate you because I didn't want to marry.” her lips pull into a pout, it's the prettiest thing I've seen today. I detached myself from her all night because I couldn't trust myself with not touching her, not kissing her while she looked irresistibly hot beside me. I hope her nose, making her smile, I don't care who is
