Bound Together – Dangerous Sinners Read Online Mila Crawford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia, Novella, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
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He inserts a finger inside me, slowly pumping in and out while he sucks my clit and then laps at me again with the tip of his tongue. I don’t know where he learned his skills, but I can honestly say his tongue is better than any vibrator I’ve ever used.

“This is completely inappropriate,” Cindy protests.

“Samira, look at Cindy and tell her how good this is making you feel. Tell her how your pussy is magic and how her crusty vag will never compare to how sweet your cunt is. Tell Cindy that I’m tasting Kobe and that her pussy is three-day-old ground beef.”

My legs shake as Max dives back in. He bites me, making sure I understand that he means business. He wants me to humiliate this woman. “Cindy, my pussy is magic. Even with everything I’ve gone through, your worthless cunt will never compare. You can try all you want, but he’ll always want me. Your hair is never out of place, your clothes are always immaculate, and sure, most people would say you are the better catch physically, but to him, I’m superior. Always have been and always will be. So if you ever so much as disrespect me or look at what’s mine again, I’ll tear that fake-ass dyed-blonde hair right out of your head.”

Max chuckles on my clit before he inserts another finger into my pussy. “Good girl. How about we make you come nice and hard for Cindy?”

“Yes, please,” I pant.

Max tugs at me so my pussy is straight in the air before he takes out his cock and rams it inside me with one full thrust. “Fuck, baby, always so wet and ready for me. You like that cock, don’t you?”

“Yes. Fuck me harder, Max. Fuck me.” In a brazen act, I turn to Cindy. “You like how he fucks me, Cindy? You like watching, knowing that dick belongs to me, and you’ll never get a taste?”

“You two are so fucked up,” Cindy says, her face red from either anger or embarrassment.

Max grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head as he thrusts into me wildly. He’s not gentle, and his cock is so thick and long that there is pain with pleasure. He holds the belt in his other hand while he rips at my bra, exposing my tits. His eyes are wild with lust, and it turns me on seeing him this uninhibited.

“Fuck, those tits,” he says before hitting my right nipple with the belt. “I fuckin’ love seeing how red your pale skin gets. Knowing that it’s me leaving those marks. My marks. I only burn for you, Malishka. Ten years. Ten fuckin’ years, I touched no one else. Never looked at anyone else.”

He hits me again with the belt, and my nipples harden as more wetness gathers at my pussy. I’m so turned on that I could blow like a firecracker. His confessions of love with the brute force of how he’s fucking me break my shell into a million pieces.

His words fuel me. “You hear that, Cindy? He’ll never want you.”

“You two are deranged,” Cindy squeals. “You’re just a whore. He’s obviously—”

Cindy doesn’t even get to finish her sentence. Max pulls out his gun and, while still fucking me, puts a bullet through Cindy’s head.

The door in the back of the plane opens, and Mikhail comes flying out. “What the fuck Max? How the fuck are we gonna deal with this mid-flight?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care,” Max says as he continues to fuck me into oblivion like he didn’t just murder someone and his henchman isn’t standing there.

“Why the fuck did you do this?” Mikhail demands.

“No one calls my girl a whore but me. That bitch couldn’t shut her mouth, so I shut it for her.”

It might seem inappropriate to be moaning when a woman’s just been shot dead on a plane in flight, but the way Maxim moves inside me should be a sin. A grave sin, done for excellent reasons because, my god, does the man know how to use his fingers.

“I-I think maybe you should stop. There are other more important things goin’ on.”

Maxim slides out of me and moves down my body, landing between my legs. He bites my thighs as he glides the warm barrel of the gun that he just used to kill someone along my flesh. “We stop when I say we stop. You got that, Malishka?” The tip of the barrel moves along my slit. Panic and excitement course through me at the danger and depravity. “You trust me, Samira?”

I gaze down at Maxim, his eyes searching mine. There’s something buried behind his dominance, something I recognize well. Max needs me to trust him fully, to know that no matter what, he’ll take care of me, protect me, love me. “I trust you.”


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