Wicked Demands (Kingdom of Sin #3) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Kingdom of Sin Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
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“You’re going to come on my cock, Princess. My cum is going to paint your womb. You can swallow it down some other time.”

His words make my pussy feel as if it’s vibrating—so strong are the tremors they cause. He moves his body this time, before going back to straddling me, leaning on his elbow, looking down into my eyes. Those blue flecks in his that I love, shine bright.

“God, you’re beautiful,” I whisper, completely starstruck.

His lips spread into a smile and then all thought dissipates as I feel him at my entrance. My eyes close as pleasure washes through me, with just the head of his cock inside of me.

“Look at me, baby. I want to watch your face when I push inside your sweet pussy.” Immediately, I pull back and look at him, giving him what he wants. “Who do you belong to?”

“You,” I breathe, gaining another inch of him.

“Who do you belong to, baby?” he asks again, his voice graveled and sexy.

“You, Daddy.”

“That’s right. You’re all mine, aren’t you?” he purrs, sinking in deeper—but nowhere near enough.

“All yours,” I pledge.

“You’re never leaving me again, Ena. You are never leaving me,” he groans, as he sinks all the way in.

My eyes close because in his voice I can hear the pain I caused by running away. It’s a pain that I will be doing my best to mend for the rest of my life. My hands go to his back, holding tight and I hold him close. My pussy stretches around him, as I tremble with the need to come.

I lean up to whisper into his ear, the move unwittingly sinking him in even deeper. “I’ll never leave you again, Marco. I can’t breathe without you. I love you,” I confess. His body trembles beneath my fingers. I hold him closer. My confession means something to him. He pulls back, and I force myself to look into his beautiful eyes. They’re shining as they look down at me, but it’s the raw emotion and hunger on his face that speaks to me the most.

“Mine,” he groans.

“Yours,” I reiterate.

“Mine,” he says again, and then it’s like his control breaks, because he moves to pull my leg up higher on his body, while lifting my ass by shoving a pillow under it.

Then he’s fucking me hard. I tighten around him, giving my body to him the only way I can. He fucks me harder, his hand coming up to cup against the side of my neck. His hold is strong and forceful in a way that it wouldn’t surprise me if there’s a brise there tomorrow. The thought excites to the point that I can feel a surge of wetness spill against his shaft which is almost violently thrusting in and out of me.

“You belong to me,” he growls, his voice accentuating his thrust as he bottoms out inside of me, going so deep that it’s almost painful. His hand holding me still as his teeth bite at my lips.

“I belong to you,” I repeat my words coming in larges huffs of breath and she fucks me harder and hard.

“You’re never leaving.”

“Never. I need you, Marco. I need you.”

“What am I to you, Princess?” he asks and this time when he slams back into me, it takes my breath and I swallow, feeling my throat work against his hand.

“Everything,” I wheeze, feeling my climax begin as I start to milk his cock.

His face registers surprise and he kisses me, while moving in and out of me, his grip still firm on my throat.

“Who am I to you?” he finally asks against my lips. I smile. I know he wants Daddy here—which he is—but I give him the answer in my heart.

“My husband. My world.”

He gives in then. “I love you, Princess. Come for me.”

This time as he surges back in, he grinds down against me. His tongue thrusts into my mouth as he kisses me at the same time. Sensation is everywhere and when his fingers move down to where we’re joined and he works my clit, it’s over. I splinter into a million pieces, and I know that Marco is the only one who can put me back together again.

I cry out and he, keeps riding me. “That’s it, Princess. That’s it. Give it to me. Give it all to me.”

“Yes, I whimper every muscle I have stretched tight as I quake.

“Milk my cock, take all my cum,” he groans in my ear.

My nails bite into him as I hold onto him, scoring his skin as he keeps fucking me. “Yes, Daddy,” I gasp and that’s when I feel his cum heating my body as it jets out and I take it over and over until we’re both spent.

He rolls from me, but I hold on tight. Not ready to lose him.


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