Consumed by Desire – A Dark Mafia Romance Read Online B.B. Hamel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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I moan and Flowers my hips as he fucks me with his fingers nice and deep. His tongue rolls circles around my clit and his lips suck it. He’s teasing now, playing with me, getting me moaning and writhing, my breasts shaking with each inhale. He’s merciless, and I know I won’t find any kindness, and right now I don’t want any—only his fingers, his tongue, his lips—only a hard sense of rough pleasure, the kind of pleasure that comes tinged with pain, the two intertwined so deeply it’s hard to tell them apart. That’s how I am with him, twisted up and braided, a rope of longing and hate and desire and control.

He fucks me with those fingers, two of them, deep and slow and looks up into my eyes. “When I make you come, don’t think it’s because I want you to feel good. I’m making you come so you know I own you. I’m making you come so I can destroy you. I’m making you come to remind that I am your husband, and you are my wife, and without me, you are nothing. Right now, Olivia, I fucking hate you, I hate you for running away when I needed you the most, but god damn, I need you too. I want to fuck you until you’re nothing, until you come so hard you forget you exist. I want you on all fours in our room quivering, shaking your ass, dripping wet, waiting for me to mount you, fuck you, come deep inside of you. You turn me into a fucking savage, Olivia, and I hate you for that too.”

And then his fingers curl against my G-spot, hitting me just right, stroking me slowly at first then faster and faster as his tongue circles around my clit. I’m throbbing with need for him and I don’t know how long I can take it, his commanding voice, his mastery of my flesh, and all the pleasure builds and builds, gathering in my core until I’m moaning, back arched, fingers grabbing his hair, pelvis working up and down. He growls and sucks harder, licks faster, and I’m clenching with need, right on the edge.

Until I burst. I come so hard it’s madness. I lose my mind, heavenly, heady, unfathomable. I come in an avalanche, and he moans when he tastes it, like I’m euphoria for him. I’m white-knuckled in his hair, and the orgasm rips through me, shatters me, leaves me ruined and gasping for breath as sweat rolls down between my breasts, over my hard nipples, along my stomach.

He stands, staring at me with blazing eyes, and unFlowersles his belt as I lay there panting hard and blinking rapidly.

“Mine,” he whispers. “Look at you. All mine. Your beautiful breasts. Your perfect hips. Your leg, lovely legs. All mine.” He takes off the belt. His pants. His shirt. I stare at the rippling muscles covered in tattoos. My heart’s racing wildly and his thick, hard cock’s straining against his boxer briefs. “Sit up. Now.”

I obey. Right now, I can’t do anything else. I sit up on the edge of the bed, back straight, pulsing. He pets my hair lovingly and takes off his boxer briefs. His cock’s so hard he’s twitching when I take him in my hand. I look up into his eyes and he’s staring at me so intently it’s like he wants to remember every detail forever. I lick him first, top to bottom, lapping his hard shaft, swirling his massive tip, before I take his cock into my mouth.

I suck him slow, but he doesn’t want slow. He doesn’t want gentle. He pushes me down and I gag, moaning. I pull back, gasping, stroking his cock now covered in my spit. I suck him fast and deep and he groans his delight as he grabs my hair and fucks my mouth. He’s taking me, this is what it means to be taken, and delight rips along my skin, sizzling and buzzing. And god, yes, his cock pulses in my mouth, and he’s iron hard, so goddamn hard, and all for me.

He wants me so badly it kills him. I make him like this, wild with lust and savage in his desire. He can’t stop himself. The thought drives me insane. It ruins him to want me, to need me so badly he’ll leave his family to follow me to Mexico. I realize then and there how much of a sacrifice this is for him and what it means, and I need him, god, I need him so badly it hurts, just like he needs me.

He pulls me up and turns me around, bending me over, getting me up on my hands and knees on the bed. My face is down in the blankets and I look back over my shoulder at him as he grabs my hips and strokes his shaft along my sopping wet pussy. Not inside, not yet, only slathering his cock in my juices. He slaps my ass once, lightly, then again, hard. I gasp, remembering the spanking. I have more of those coming, and it’s a pleasant idea. A lifetime of spankings. A lifetime of punishment just like this.


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