Blood Money (Marchesi Loan Sharks #1) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: Dark, M-M Romance, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Marchesi Loan Sharks Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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He sniffled as he nodded.

“Answer me.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

“Good.” I glanced down and saw that his cock was fully hard, not soft like it had been with that fucking stranger. “I’m all you need. Do you understand that?”

“Yes, sir. I didn’t…I don’t….”

“You want this, don’t you?”

He looked up at me. There was confusion in his eyes.

“I know you do. You’ve wanted me from the moment we met.”

“I…I can’t.”

“You can, and you will. Now open that pretty mouth.” I used my thumbs to wipe the tears from his cheeks as I pushed the head of my cock between his lips.

“The only tears I want you crying are the ones that will leak out when I choke you with my dick. Do you understand?”

He nodded, and I pushed into him, making him gag around me. I pulled back long enough to let him get some air, then thrust even deeper.

12

LIAM

Val groaned as he slid his fingers into my hair. “Fuck that feels good.”

I couldn’t breathe. He was choking me, but my cock was so hard it hurt. He was right. I wanted this. I wanted to be on my knees for him. I wanted to make him come. I wanted to swallow every drop of his load. What the fuck was wrong with me?

Val pulled out, and I licked at the precum dripping from his slit. I was desperate for more of him. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.

“You’re such a good little slut. Is that what your clients think? Do they think they could get this from you?”

I tried to protest but he drove into my mouth, cutting off any chance I had to speak.

“They can’t. You’re my slut. This is my mouth to fuck. Do you understand?”

I nodded and hummed around him. In that moment I wasn’t going to deny him anything.

“You’ll breathe when I decide you can.” He demonstrated by pulling out enough to let me suck down some air, then he thrust all the way in, holding me against him.

His cock blocked my throat. I tried to stay still. I wanted to please him, not just because I owed him, but because something deep inside me wanted that, wanted him, wanted to be his.

I only lasted a few more seconds before I started fighting his hold, pushing against his thighs, trying to pull off him. He held me tight. I was no match for his strength.

The world was starting to go dark before he let me go. I fought to breathe; my lungs were so greedy for air. I hung my head and tried to stop the room from spinning.

“Did you think I was going to kill you, to cut off your air for good?”

“I…I don’t–”

His smile made me shiver. “I like when you’re scared.”

“That’s not right.” He shouldn’t like that, and I shouldn’t like when he scared me, but I did. The rush of fear made me so fucking hard for him.

“I know. And you love it.”

I wanted to deny the truth, but when he motioned for me to come back, to take him in my mouth again, I did.

This time he slid in slowly. “Fuck yes. That’s right. Let me in. Open your throat.”

I did as he said. He was so thick. I’d never had a cock that big. I wasn’t small myself, but he was fucking massive.

Somehow, I took all of him without gagging this time.

“Such a good boy.” He stroked my cheek, and I reached for my cock as I swallowed around him. His praise made me even needier than I’d already been. I could please him. Maybe I couldn’t do anything else, couldn’t save myself or my sister, but I could please this man. Right then, that was all I wanted to do.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “This is making you hot, making you want to come. I’m getting you off from stuffing my cock down your throat. You’re exactly what I need.”

I nodded, and he laughed, then he began fucking me hard and deep. He had no mercy for my throat. I’d be lucky if I could talk after this, but I didn’t fight, didn’t protest. I took it as I worked my cock fast and hard. I was so fucking close.

This was better than any sex I’d had. What did that say about me? Right then, I didn’t care; I just needed more.

“Look at me,” Val demanded.

When I did, the heat in his eyes was insanely intense. I sucked him harder, and he growled. “You’re going to swallow every drop of my cum. Do you understand?”

I nodded, and he smiled.

He slipped one hand around my throat and ran his thumb over my neck. “I want to feel my cock in your throat. Open wide.”

He gave me a few more harsh thrusts, then he was coming, spilling into me as I struggled to swallow fast enough to take it all. His hand still gripped my throat while the other was anchored in my hair, pulling me closer. As he finished, he pushed in all the way, I hadn’t had a chance to take in air first. I was dying, desperate. I needed to breathe, but the feeling of his cock and his hand gripping my throat was so fucking hot. I was completely his. He could do anything to me, but I knew he was going to let go in time. He needed me as much as I needed him.


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