Darkest Sin – A Dark Mafia Romance Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 115400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
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My fingers work manically over my clit, and as Killian begins to pull back, his fingers collect my wetness and dance across my ass. Without skipping a beat, I groan and push back, and he gently presses his thumb to my hole.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I breathe, and when he pushes back inside of me, I feel it all. Every inch of him, every angle he touches me, every pulse of my walls around him.

It’s too much.

Too good.

“More,” I tell him, determined to take it all, but damn it, he needs this release just as much as I do. “Faster.”

Killian picks up his pace, thrusting harder and faster, and my body quickly comes undone. It’s more than I can take, and it’s absolutely everything. I’ve never felt so alive, so on fire. “KILLIAN!” I cry as the intensity builds to new heights within me. “I’m going to come.”

“Give it to me, Angel. Let me feel how that pretty cunt squeezes me.”

“Fuck.”

His words are my undoing, and I fall to pieces, coming harder than ever before. My walls violently convulse around him as I cry out, every piece of me shuddering with the richest pleasure. It pulses through me, filling me with the sweetest intensity, and I clench my eyes as my hand curls into a tight fist.

The high blasts through me like an explosion, and as Killian groans behind me, my whole world seems to settle. He comes right along with me, each of his precise movements increasing the intensity until I physically can’t take it anymore and begin to pull away.

He relaxes behind me, panting heavily, and with his cock still buried deep inside of me, he pulls me up so my back is against his chest once again. “Angel,” he breathes, the sound so desperate it’s as though I’m the only thing in the world holding him together right now.

“I love you,” I whisper into the blood-soaked room. He remains silent, but as his arms tighten around me, I know he’s soaking in every syllable that just came out of my mouth, so I look back over my shoulder and cup my hand to the side of his face as he meets my stare. “I love you, Killian. So fucking much.”

“I know, my sweet angel. I feel it just as you do. Every beat of my heart belongs to you. Everything that I am is yours.”

I melt into him, and not a moment later, he picks me up off the ground and lifts me into his strong arms. He walks us out of the torture chamber, blood dripping off us and staining the floors, and as he makes his way into the massive bathroom, I can’t help but dance my fingers up and down his sculptured arms.

He’s absolutely perfect.

Every ridge of his strong body, so perfectly carved out of stone, is a testament to years spent in excruciating training, and I get to call it all mine. Yet despite how entirely incredible he is to take in, nothing beats the soul inside. The man that I’ve come to know. He’s so beautifully broken, but so am I, and the pieces of our shattered remains fit together like a complex puzzle.

“You know, I was nervous about that,” I admit as he clutches me tighter and leans into the shower, turning on the taps.

“Which part? Sergiu or letting me fuck you?”

“Both,” I say. “But in particular, the part where you bent me over and pushed inside of me.”

His gaze softens and as he pushes my blood-soaked hair off my face, he steps into the warm water, only just when I think he’s about to say something monumental, a cheesy smirk settles onto his full lips. “To be fair, you bent yourself over.”

I roll my eyes, and as the water rushes over us, I can’t help but notice the way it turns red, washing away the sins of what just went down. “I was worried that the second I felt you, their faces were going to torment my mind and suddenly it wouldn’t be your hands on my body, it’d be theirs. But it didn’t. It was only you I saw. Only you I felt.”

Killian nods and settles me onto my feet. “You won’t ever have to worry about them again. I’ve got you, Chiara. And I’m not letting you go. I was foolish to think I could do life without you.” He pauses as I hold his stare, and as the water finally runs clear, he circles his arm around my waist and pulls me against his strong chest. “Grapes are crushed to form wine, and seeds only grow when in darkness.”

My brows furrow as I try to make sense of what he’s saying, but he ignores my confusion and goes on. “Olives, they must be pressed to release their fine oils, but diamonds, my sweet angel. Diamonds are formed under immense pressure, and while they are undoubtedly beautiful and dazzling, their strength is unmatched. You, Chiara, you are my diamond.”


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