Page 37 of Mafia Princess

“Shh, baby girl,” he chuckles as he grabs her legs and spreads them wide, bent at the knees. His tongue running up and down her slit while her stiletto heels dig into the bed.

“Get her to the brink but don’t let her come,” I say as I watch her body quiver.

Luca’s gaze snaps to me, holds, then he nods slowly before he returns his mouth to her wet pussy. Ignoring Maya’s death glare, I watch him start to suck and lick her clit as she gyrates against his mouth from the pleasure. After a few minutes of her soft moans, her muscular thighs tighten on either side of Luca’s head and her body starts to shake.

My cock strains against my pants but I ignore it. “Stop,” I growl, afraid she’s about to go over the edge.

Like a personal puppet, Luca stops and kneels up between her legs.

“Fuck.” Maya’s voice is almost demonic, her body is covered in a sheen of sweat, and her chest rises and falls as she takes in gasps of air.

“What do you want next, all-mighty one?” Luca turns to glance at me, gripping his dick and stroking it to relieve some of the pressure.

My eyes take in her beautiful body, tanned and toned, laying with her legs spread wide and waiting. “Make her bleed.” The sadistic monster in me needs to see her blood.

Luca’s eyes regard me for a second longer than necessary, like he’s trying to figure out what kind of monster I am. “You’re a sick fuck.” He shakes his head at me and lowers himself on her body.

“Don’t even fucking think about it.” Maya wraps her legs around Luca’s waist, pinning him in place.

“I’ve made you bleed before.” Luca kisses her mouth and moves his hips against hers.

I watch her hands tug on the bra, but it’s pointless, the harder she pulls the tighter the knot gets. Her hips start to move in time with his, and soon she forgets to hold her legs tightly around him. He moves down and takes her nipple in his mouth, working her clit with his fingers, her breathing becoming louder.

“Shit,” she cries out, and her whole body bucks off the bed. “You fucking bit me.” She tries to throw him off her.

“Only a little bit,” he leans back down and laps up the blood from her pebbled nipple. He slides his fingers deep inside her, working her up to an orgasm.

“Please, Luca, I need to come. Make me come,” she begs and moves her hips in time to his hand.

“Capo over there said I’m not allowed to.” A feral grin spreads over his face as he circles her clit.

“I fucking hate both of you,” Maya groans and tries to press against Luca’s hand for relief.

“Sorry, babycakes.” Luca slides out his fingers and leaves Maya panting like an animal about to lose control.

She kicks out at him, managing to kick him in the ribs.

“Fuck, do you want to stop?” Luca is at her side at once, cradling her face in his.

She looks up at him, her eyes gleaming with desire. “No,” she whispers.

The mere sound of the word no from her lips has me crazy inside. A need to make her scream for me not to stop, while I take what will be officially mine, has me shifting in my seat. Dark thoughts cloud my mind as I watch her sweaty body lying there tethered to the bed, unable to move. A sense of delicious victory slams into my chest. That one whispered confession, tainted by vulnerability and lust, proving what I knew all along. She is mine. I may not be the one giving her pleasure but she will feel ecstasy at my commands.

“Flip her onto her hands and knees. I want to see her pussy weep.”

Luca plays my command without skipping a beat, like the good little puppet he’s proving to be in the bedroom. Maya turns without fighting it, unable to resist much with her hands still bound, and not mouthing off either. Like that little whispered confession meant as much to her as it did to me. She proved she wants this, more than she would care to admit.

Luca positions himself in the gap between her and the headboard, his throbbing cock teasing her mouth, her pussy and round ass facing me. She’s soaked and I can see her lust dripping down her inner thighs as Luca lazily strokes his cock in front of her face.

“Look at you, Principessa. On your knees with your pussy dripping.” My voice comes out all harsh and I try to control my need to release my pent up desires.

“Fuck you, Milan,” her voice is feral, trying to convince herself that she isn’t enjoying this. I know better. I can see the wicked ways her thighs tremor every time Luca touches her skin.

“Gag her with your dick.” I slice my gaze to Luca, he looks as pained as me.

He twists her hair in his fist and angles her face in line with his dick, pressing it against her sultry lips. She darts out her tongue and licks the tip, evoking his animalistic nature as he slams his whole length into the back of her throat, making her gag. He controls his movements and lets her adjust as he slides in and out in smooth even strokes while gripping her hair tightly.

The wet sounds coming from Luca fucking her mouth reignites the throbbing pain in my pants. My dick is so fucking hard it feels as though it’s about to explode. I watch intently as he drives into her mouth over and over again, making her moan louder. He snakes his free hand over her cheek and down her throat until he finds her bleeding nipple, pinching it between his fingers, making her jerk from the pleasurable pain, driving her lust higher.

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