Protective Vows – Valverde Mafia Read Online B.B. Hamel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Crime, Dark, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
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Like he worships me. Like he can’t get enough of me.

It’s intoxicating, that look. He stares at me like he’d do anything to keep me with him, like he’d crumble to pieces if I went away, and he’d rather rip off a limb than watch me go.

It’s in his kiss too. Passionate, deep, delicious. He bites my lip and pins my wrists tighter, shifting his grip so both my hands are in his one, while his free palm moves down to the hem of my dress.

“Come on, Kacia,” he whispers as I moan into his mouth. “Tell me you still want to get the fuck out of here. Tell me you want to run away after feeling this.”

“I can’t,” I whisper as he yanks up my dress. I gasp and his palm cups my pussy as his tongue invades my mouth.

“That’s right,” he says and strokes me slowly before turning me around. I feel his hardness against my ass, throbbing, pulsing with his want. “I’m not about to let you go, Kacia. You’re mine now, all of you.” His hands roam my body, cup my breast, hike my skirt further, spank my ass. I keep my hands on the wall and groan as his fingers slide up along my slit. “I dream about you, Kacia. I dream of you on all fours, moaning as I fuck you. I dream of your wet, dripping pussy on my tongue, and I wake up hard and wishing you’d wrap your pretty lips around my shaft. I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life. I’d kill to make sure you’re safe.”

I gasp as he spanks me hard and yanks my panties down, exposing my wet pussy. He drops to his knees and licks me from behind, and I half turn to grab his hair as he does his dirty work, lapping me up, tonguing me like he can’t get enough. I whimper his name and my head’s a mess of conflicting desires—I want to run, I want to stay, I want my old life, but my old life is gone—but above it all, there’s him, like the eye of a storm.

“You’d die for me too, wouldn’t you?”

He stands and I back up, but he pulls me against him, staring into my eyes. His thumb slips into my mouth and I bite it gently before sucking it. “I’d die for you,” he whispers.

And I believe him.

He drags me into his bedroom. I catch a glimpse of wood, photographs, modern and sleek. The bed is big and comfortable, and the sheets cushion me as he takes off my dress.

I help him out of his shirt, his pants. His cock is twitching, so hard it’s like stone, and I stroke him with both hands. He’s thick and long, and I pant into his kiss before he grips my hair, gets me on all fours, and slides his tip into my mouth.

I struggle to take him deep. I gasp, pulling back, and start to suck him faster. He leans forward and rolls his fingers up and down my pussy, sinking them inside and back up to my clit, and pleasure’s ripping down my spine. I’m whimpering, dripping wet, wiggling my hips, sucking his cock faster and faster, and I feel mindless, overcome with need for this man.

He pulls me back by the hair and spit slips from my lips to his shaft. I stroke him fast as he kisses me, growling into my mouth. His arms are hard, his chest is stone, and I want to feel him inside of me.

“Fuck me, Luca.”

He purrs his delight as his fingers slide up inside of me. I’m dripping down onto his palm, so turned on I could scream. I’m riding the edge, like I’m in the middle of a bolt of lightning, and I need him to keep going.

“Say it again.”

“Fuck me, Luca, please. I’m ready.”

He pins me down on my back. My hair spreads around me and he holds my arms above my head as he kisses my neck, sucks my nipples, licks my pussy. He showers me with affection and praise, tells me how beautiful my skin is, how good I taste, how perfect my nipples are, how much he loves looking at every curve of my body. I’m buzzing, high on his words. “Look at you, perfect fucking girl,” he whispers. “You’re mine, aren’t you, Kacia?”

“I’m your wife,” I say and suck his fingers as he spreads my legs.

“This pussy is mine.” He presses his tip against my entrance. My heart is racing and I’m afraid—but I want this. I’m ready, I need it, and I don’t know if I’ll ever have another chance. “These lips are mine.” He nibbles them gently and slides himself inside of me. “Every inch of you is mine.”

I moan as he fills me to the brim. Fuck, he’s big, and it hurts, but the hurt is tinged with pleasure. He goes slowly at first, easing himself into me deeper and deeper, and soon the pain begins to recede as his hips move with mine. I’m so wet I take him deep and slow, but he moves faster, holding me down and fucking me.


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