By Frenzy I Ruin (Sins of the Fathers #5) Read Online Cora Reilly

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Forbidden, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Sins of the Fathers Series by Cora Reilly
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Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 151410 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
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I relaxed, and my still widened eyes took in Nevio’s outline as it came into focus in the dark. He lowered his palm from my mouth. I licked my lips, my throat suddenly dry. “How did you get in here?”

“Through the basement. The same way Greta once did. Of course, the codes have changed by now, but as a future Capo, I have access to all relevant security information.”

I could hear the smugness in his voice but also eagerness that only kindled my own.

“Dad will kill you if he finds you in my room.”

“I’m sure that’s what he’d like to do,” Nevio murmured, his face still right over mine. “But he won’t find out because you’ll be silent when I make you come, won’t you?”

My thighs twitched in anticipation, and the heat between my legs had reached unbearable dimensions. “I thought you like it if I made a noise.”

“Oh, I do, and there’ll be plenty of opportunities to make you scream, but today, you’ll be a good quiet girl.”

I shivered. His lips brushed mine, full of promise, and I almost begged him to touch me where I ached. Instead, I watched in anticipation as he turned on the lamp on my nightstand, casting us in a soft glow.

“I need to see you when I claim you tonight.”

He tugged the covers off me. My hand still rested above my pubic bone. Nevio pushed it away and climbed on top of me for another searing kiss. His lips on mine, his hands roamed my body, tugging my nipples through the thin fabric of my nightgown. I arched into him, my own hands mapping his strong back where the proof of his depravity was inked into his skin.

His fingers clamped down on my hip when I arched up again, growing impatient. By now my panties were soaked, and I needed Nevio to relieve the unbearable tension.

He chuckled, a sinister sound that only made me wetter. “Patience, Rory. Weren’t you the one who wanted to wait with the physical part of our relationship?”

I sank my teeth into his lower lip, nicking his skin. “Oh shut up.”

He chuckled again, but this time his hand finally moved down where I needed him. His fingers slipped under my panties, and his answering growl when he felt just how much I needed him made me smile. His fingers teased my clit, and his lips on mine dimmed my moans. I was already strung too tightly, ready to burst from months of only fantasizing about this moment. I was getting closer and closer, my breathing erratic, and when he pushed two fingers into me, I exploded with a choked cry that Nevio swallowed with an all-consuming kiss.

Nevio didn’t give me time to catch my breath.

He pushed to his feet and ripped his shirt over his head, revealing a body I’d dreamed about in my darkest nightmares and my most lustful fantasies. The sight of the aurora borealis tattoo made my heart throb even harder in my chest. Nevio followed my gaze and briefly pressed his palm over the tattoo, his eyes conveying a message I hardly dared to decipher. Then it was gone and replaced by burning desire. With hurried moves, he shoved down his pants and underwear, then kicked them off.

Nevio half fell on top of me, parting my legs wide with his thighs, his dark eyes like that of a hunter as he slammed his lips against mine. I touched his cheeks, and his eyes returned to mine. The frenzy in them eased, and he slowed. His kiss became gentler. With our gazes locked, he entered me until he settled all the way inside me. My eyes closed, really feeling him. It felt perfect.

His lips brushed my ear, his voice raw. “This feels like a fucking rebirth.”

Nothing had ever felt better than being inside Aurora, to be connected to her in such a profound way. Not just in the physical sense but because with one look from her, I felt like she held my heart in her hand.

With every thrust, she felt more like mine. That I was hers wasn’t even a question anymore. She lived in my head, my heart, even my black soul. She was the voice at the back of my mind keeping me rooted.

I kissed her like she was my salvation, and maybe she was. She started to tremble, her walls tightening around my cock until stars danced before my eyes, and then we both exploded at the same time. Our fused lips swallowed our moans.

Eventually, I pulled back, and our ragged breathing filled the room. That it could even be heard over the pounding of my heart was a miracle.

Aurora’s blue eyes pierced mine, filled with questions and hopes.

“You know what I want,” she whispered. “I want commitment. I want love and fidelity. I want forever.”


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