Mafia Princess

by Bella J

  “Don’t you fucking dare.”

  Her head lolled against the headrest. “Please. My body can’t take it anymore.”

  “Stop moving those greedy fucking hips of yours, princess. You will not deny me the pleasure of feeling you come on my cock.”

  I stepped on the gas, desperate to get her to my apartment as soon as fucking possible. My cock was ready and aching, and so was she.

  With a half ass attempt at parking between the white lines, I turned to her, grabbed her behind the head and pulled her toward me. I swept my tongue hard and fast through her mouth before finally withdrawing my hand from between her legs and jumping out of the car.

  I opened the passenger side door. “Get out and make sure you get your ass in my apartment within the next ten seconds.”

  And true as fuck we were in my apartment within ten seconds.

  Clothes were ripped and torn and tossed everywhere while we desperately tried to keep our mouths glued together. Our need for each other was so damn strong, I could feel it in every bone of my body, pulsing, growing, aching like a motherfucker.

  “I want you in my bed, princess,” I whispered when we were both finally naked and ready.

  She yelped when I swept her into my arms and carried her down the hall. Having her skin against mine felt so right, all I could think about was how I’ll be able to keep her against me—with me for fucking ever.

  The second I put her down on her feet, she glanced at the wall—a very bare wall. I know what she was looking for, and I smiled knowing that it wasn’t there anymore.

  “I took it down.”

  Her eyes widened and she stared at me with surprise. “Why?”

  I snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her naked body against mine. “Because when you left, I couldn’t look at it anymore knowing that it had hurt you.” And it was the God’s honest truth. “I would much rather give up everything I’ve worked for my entire life than have you walk away from me again.”

  She lifted herself on her toes, wrapped her arms around my neck and brought my lips down to hers. Suddenly the desperate hunger that needed to be sated as quickly as possible was no longer there. It’s replaced with a need to savor, to cherish, to appreciate, and…to love.

  Slowly I guided her back onto the bed while I continued to kiss her gently, my tongue lapping softly against hers. There was no way I was rushing this. I wanted to taste all of her, feel every inch of her skin, slowly make all of her mine…just mine.

  As I finally settled between her legs, my heart and my soul was blissfully aware that I was where I was supposed to be. This was how we should be—together.

  I peeled my lips from hers and looked down at her. Her curls were perfectly splayed over the pillow, her skin flushed with desire.

  “I want to make love to you, Karina.” My voice was soft, desperate—a plea.

  She lifted her hands and gently moved her fingers through my hair. “And I want you to.”

  My gaze remained etched on hers when I reached between us. It’s like I couldn’t look away, afraid to break this intense connection currently surging between us.

  The second she felt me nudging against her entrance she arched her back, pushing her hips up.

  “Don’t.” I still. “Don’t rush this.”

  She settled beneath me, but her body was shaking. “Okay,” she whispered, and I could see in her eyes that she had given me full control.

  I move achingly slow, my cock begging for me to thrust into her hard, but unfortunately for him he was no longer in control—my heart was. And right now, my heart and my soul wanted to take their time making this woman mine.

  Deeper and deeper I moved inside her, claiming her with slow, leisurely strokes. The strain and the intensity of the pleasure caused my entire body to shake, and sweat started to move down my spine. But I was so damn determined to not fuck her this time, but to rather make sweet love to her.

  I thrust forward until I was buried in her to the hilt. Unlike all the other times I wasn’t fueled with my desire for release, but rather by my desperation to show her how much she meant to me—how much she had changed me in such a short time.

  My hands took their time to explore her body, caressing her, allowing the exquisite feel of her skin to seep through my pores. This had never happened to me before. I’ve never been driven by anything other than my selfish needs. But this time, with her, all I could think about was how I never wanted this to end.

  “God, Lorik. Why does this have to feel so good with you?” She dragged her nails slowly, gently down my back, sending shivers down my spine.

  I sucked one of her rosy pink nipples into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hard little nub before letting it go with a pop. “I don’t know about you, princess, but I really don’t give a fuck why it has to feel so good. I just care about never letting whatever this is go.”

  I rocked my body on top of hers pushing deeper, and watched in awe as her mouth formed the perfect fucking ‘O,’ her body arching deeper into me.

  “Wrap your legs around me, baby.” She wrapped her legs so damn tight she gave me no choice but to remain buried deep, rocking harder against that one spot I knew drove her crazy.

  “You feel that, princess?” I gave one hard jab inside her, causing her to moan out loud, and felt her body shaking beneath me. “I know you think there’s no way we can be together, but I’m telling you, if it wasn’t meant to be, it wouldn’t feel so goddamn good being one with you.”

  “Oh my God, Lorik. You’re torturing me,” she moaned, her voice strained low.

  I stilled inside her and cupped her cheek. Normally I’m not a fan about eye contact when it came to sex. It makes it too personal. Fucking with your eyes closed you can’t see the person you’re inside of, which means that person could be whoever the fuck you want her to be right at that moment. But when you stare into that person’s eyes while being buried balls deep inside her, that’s fucking personal. And right now, I want it to be personal. I want it to be deep, powerful, and earth shattering, to strengthen our connection with every thrust.

  “Look at me, princess.”

  She opened her beautiful eyes and I sucked in a breath when I saw the intensity in her gaze. There was no doubt in my mind that this right here was just as powerful for her as it was for me. We’re about to melt into each other, and no one will be able to tear us apart after this—I just know it.

  I moved my hips pulling out before slowly sinking back into her. I continued the slow rhythm, gradually pushing our bodies higher and higher toward the peak we both so desperately needed. Being inside this woman made me feel like I had finally found my own little place in paradise. Her pussy was my Heaven, her body my God. I would worship this woman every goddamn day for the rest of life, gladly give her my soul and devote my life to her.

  While slowly moving in and out between her legs, I could feel all of her. It was like I could feel her soul latching onto mine, and I loved it.

  “Say you’re mine,” I whispered, pushing harder and deeper. “Say that you’re mine, Karina.”

  “I’m yours, Lorik.”

  “God, I love hearing you say that.”

  The expression on her face told me that she was close, but she needed more, she needed that final push for me to send her over the edge. So I gave it to her by thrusting deeper and harder, but not faster. It was so fucking hard not to piston in and out of her, but I wanted her to experience the potent sexual gratification by dragging out every ounce of pleasure, not rushing it.

  Harder, deeper, and I never took my eyes off hers. Her body started to shake and she threw her head back, and I knew she was about to shatter beneath me. I felt it in the way her walls closed in around me, gripping me to a point where I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from losing control.

  “Karina, look at me. I need to look into your eyes while I make you come.”

  When her eyes opened I moved my one knee pushing it against the back of her ass while I had
her pinned down with my hand on her hip. Then I thrust my cock inside her as deep as it could go, wanting to give her all of me while I took all of her.

  That’s when it happened. That’s when she clasped down around me, clenching me so tight inside her to a point it was almost painful, but I didn't stop. There was no fucking way I would stop.

  “Holy shit, Lorik.”

  “Let go, princess. Make my pleasure yours. Take from me what you need. Take everything.”

  One more thrust and I witnessed as she exploded into fragments of pleasure while she reached the pinnacle of her release. It was so fucking beautiful, seeing her come undone beneath me.

  “Oh,” she moaned, burying her nails deep into the skin of my back. I could feel her pulsing around me, and just witnessing the pleasure, the euphoria on her beautiful face because of what I gave her pushed me to the point where I could no longer hold on.

  “Karina.” I speed up, going as deep as possible, but still not taking my eyes off hers. “I want to come inside you. I need to make you mine in every way.” It was the plea of a desperate man, trying my best to mark her, to claim her in every goddamn way possible. If I could tie her to me and never let go, I would. But this was the closest I’d ever get to owning her completely.

  A tear slipped down the side of her face and she placed her palms on my cheeks, her gaze on mine.

  “Yes,” she replied before pulling me down and pressing her mouth against mine.

  The warmth of her mouth, the heat of her body, and the slickness of her orgasm coating every inch of me was enough to send me to the motherfucking peak of the most intense release I have ever had in my entire goddamn life. For the first time I knew what it felt like to be alive, to be connected to someone.

  With my cock as deep as it could go, I came inside her—hard. The severity, the strong, extreme connection between us fucking soared while I continued to pulse my heart and my fucking soul inside of her all the while kissing her like it was the last time I’d ever have the honor to.

  My body went rigid as the last bit of my orgasm pulsed out of me and into her, and I buried my face in the crook of her neck. I’ve never experienced anything as satisfying as what we did right now. How was it possible that I ever thought I could go without this, without ever knowing what it felt like to make love to someone you share something so deep with—so powerful.

  “Lorik?” Her warm breath danced across my shoulder, and I lifted my head still desperately trying to catch my breath.

  “Karina.”

  “What are we going to do?”

  I knew what she meant. How could we be together with everything that was currently keeping us apart? But the better question was, how could we stay apart after what just happened, after what we just shared?

  I placed soft, gentle kisses all along her jaw before focusing my gaze on hers. “I don’t know what we’re going to do, but I’m never letting you go. I vow it.”

  Chapter 20

  LORIK

  Having Karina naked on my couch with her beautiful, smooth legs over my lap did strange fucking things to my insides. I never thought I’d see the day where I actually wanted to have a woman spend the night. Normally I couldn’t wait to get rid of the woman as soon as I got what I wanted. But now, I didn’t want her to fucking leave.

  “I have to go, you know that,” she said, and I had this insane urge to fucking pout like a two year old.

  “You don’t have to go.” I moved my hand slowly up the inside of her thigh.

  She snickers and squirms under my touch. “Lorik, stop. You know I have to go. My family will be looking for me.”

  “So tell them you’re spending the night with a friend.”

  She cocked her brows. “They know I have no friends here in Boston.”

  I pulled back my hand and leaned into the couch. “And why is that?”

  She shrugged while wrapping a dark curl around her finger. “I never fit in here. I always doubted everyone’s intentions when they tried to be friends with me.”

  “Because of your surname?”

  She nodded. “No one really saw me for me. Whenever they looked at me they saw privileges and perks of being tied to one of the members of the wealthy Valentis.”

  I glide my fingers up her leg, and back down again. “I totally get that.”

  “It’s hard when you have to constantly live in the shadow of your family’s legacy, which is why I decided to leave town the minute I got the chance. My father is still trying to convince me to come back home permanently.”

  I looked at her. “For once I’m with him. You should come home.” And I’m only saying that because I’m a selfish prick who wants her as close to me as possible at all times.

  Karina got up and my cock turned to fucking stone when I allowed my gaze to move up and down her naked body.

  Her eyes zeroed in on the movement and her eyebrows slant inward. “Again?”

  “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

  “There’s no time. I need to go.” She started down the hall and I leaped off the couch rushing after her.

  “Come on. Are you just going to leave him hanging like this?”

  “Ha. From what I can see he’s all but hanging right now.”

  I placed my hands on my waist pushing my pelvis out just a little like I have total bragging rights when it comes to the man with the best cock in the world.

  From out of nowhere a shirt is tossed over my head. “You are such a fucking guy.”

  I pull the shirt off my face and throw it on the floor before grabbing her hips, pulling her ass against my cock and rolling my hips. “We can’t let this perfectly good hard cock go to waste now, can we?”

  “Oh my God, if we should utilize every opportunity your cock gets hard, I’ll be unable to walk within two days.”

  I stiffened. “Two days? That’s a low blow, princess. I’m sure I can do it within twenty-four hours.”

  She laughs and pulls away from me. All I could do was stand there with a raging hard-on and watch while she got dressed.

  “When will I see you again?” I leaned against the closet door.

  “I don’t know. We’ll have to see how it goes.” With her dress on, she turned to face me before slipping her heels on. “But I promise it won’t be long.”

  I smiled. “Good.”

  A few moments of silence pass, and I noticed the atmosphere thicken along with the sudden serious expression on her face.

  “What about my brothers?”

  “What about them?”

  “You know they didn’t kill Gio.”

  Frustration rushed through my chest and I pull my palm down my face. “It’s complicated, Karina.”

  “Lorik, please. I’m telling you, neither Dante or Antonio did it.”

  “I know,” I muttered, and her eyes narrowed.

  “You know?”

  I pushed myself off the closet door and walked closer to her. “I can’t discuss anything about the case with you, Karina. Just know that I’m convinced it’s neither one of your brothers. But unfortunately we have protocol that we have to follow.”

  “I know.” Her gaze falls to the floor. “I know that.”

  “Come here.” I wrapped my arms around her shoulders. “I promise you I’ll get to the bottom of it.”

  She nestled her face against my chest. “Lorik, you know we can’t be together as long as you’re a cop.”

  I take a deep breath as reality once again came to destroy the little happiness we managed to find during the last few hours. Fuck, reality is such a bitch.

  “I know that, princess,” I whispered, and placed a chaste kiss on her head. “We’ll figure it out.”

  When she pulls away and straightens, my body—and heart—instantly mourns the loss.

  “I have to go.”

  “Yeah.” I roughed my hands through my hair and searched the bedroom. “Let me grab some clothes and I’ll walk you out.”

  “You don’t have—”

  �
�I want to. Give me two minutes.”

  I quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, not bothering with shoes and walked out of the apartment with her hand in mine—like a goddamn couple. We don’t speak as we walk down the stairs, but somehow we didn’t need to. It felt solid enough between us to not bother with words—at least for now.

  As we walked out the building I fling her around and push my lips hard against hers wanting one last taste before she leaves. God knows when I’ll be able to see her again, but if this feeling inside my chest is anything to go by, I’ll make sure it’s soon.

  Just as I swept my tongue against hers, a soft, delicate moan vibrated from her throat. And then she got ripped away from me and the cold air assaulted my wet lips.

  “What the fuck?”

  Enzio had his fingers wrapped around her elbow and a motherfucking gun aimed at my head. “I told you, cop, that I’m very possessive over what’s mine.”

  My heart was no longer beating. It was pounding like it wanted to break through my ribs. Panic flared up inside my gut and all I could think about was her, getting her away from him.

  “Enzio, you motherfucker. Get your hands off her.”

  He straightened his arm bringing the nozzle of his gun closer to my head. “I warned you, but it seems like you have some masochistic tendencies.”

  “Fuck you.”

  Enzio pulled Karina tighter against his side, and she whimpered. “Enzio, let me go. What the hell are you doing?”

  His gun was still aimed at me, his gaze still on mine as he leaned to the side and dragged his filthy motherfucking tongue up her cheek.

  The murderous rage that suddenly turned my vision to blood was enough to make me want to tear his fucking head off.

  “I told you, little lamb,” Enzio said softly, “the day would come when I would finally claim what is rightfully mine.”

  What the fuck?

  “No,” Karina breathes out, her fear loud and clear in her voice.

  “What the fuck are you talking about, Mancuso?” I balled my fists trying my best to remain calm. If I learned anything during my time in the force it’s that anger doesn’t help one fucking bit when you’re on the receiving end of a gun.