Page 11 of Claimed By The Mafia Prince

“Good. Fine.” She nods, swallowing a huge gulp of water. I slip a finger instead and she grips my thigh, almost painfully. Knox and Gianna redirect the conversation into a titillating story about a night out they both misremember, but my attention is all on Melissa.

Her panicked eyes lock onto mine, and I chuckle softly. “Don’t ignore me,” I whisper.

A wave of desire courses through my veins as I slip another finger inside her. Her wetness engulfs me and a groan lodges itself in my throat.

“I mean ask Mel! She was there!” Gianna snaps looking over, but Mel shakes her head no.

“I-I don’t remember that night.” Her eyes close tightly. “L-leave me out of this.” Knox laughs but I watch her breath hitch as the struggle to keep quiet erupts on her face. She looks around, but I pull her attention back to me.

I slide my fingers in and out as she pushes her chair forward, thrusting her pelvis forth, chasing my fingers. My cock strains against my zipper at the way she shifts against me. I place my palm against her clit and she looks down frustrated.

“Melissa, are you alright?” her father asks.

She nods. “Yes c-can you pass the wine?”

I push my palm in harder and she damn near grinds on my hand. Fucking hell. She will be the end of me. She’s so fucking close, I can feel her impatience, and see it in her eyes.

I knock my napkin onto the floor, as a distraction to lean in, “Be a good girl and cum for me.” She digs her nails into me and grabs her newly refreshed glass of wine. She nods her head in compliance, and I smile at how easily undone she comes on my fingers.

I increase the pressure, rubbing her clit in circles, feeling her wetness slide between my fingers. The argument around the table rises and she allows herself to moan softly, her hips bucking against my hand as if she’s possessed. I watch Melissa’s body tense as her breathing quickens.

Melisa's grip on my thigh tightens as she arches her back, and she cums beautifully over my fingers. A growl escapes my throat. Melissa looks at me with her eyebrows furrowed, and anger creeping up on her features.

I whisper, “Good girl, Sole.”

I pull back with my eyes locked on hers, then slowly bring my hand back into view, placing a finger in my mouth. She tastes like a tangy honey, and I smile in her direction, triumphant that she is finally showing me attention.

Instead of the breathless, lusty look she gave me three weeks ago, she looks irritated and rolls her eyes at me. Naughty girl. She sucks her teeth and looks at her father with a fake sincere smile, placing a napkin over her uneaten bruschetta.

“Please excuse me.” She doesn’t wait for permission and storms out the room.

I look between her and my hand, but knowing I can’t draw attention to me following her, I text one of my men to call me. My phone rings seconds later, and I look down before looking at both Sedric and my father.

“My apologies, I need to take this.”

I rush out of the dining room and follow the smell of smoky vanilla to Melissa in a hallway with two palms placed against the wall and her hunched over breathing heavily. She immediately holds her breath in my presence.

“Go away, Xander,” she heaves. “Haven’t you done enough?”

“Me? You ignored me for the majority of dinner?”

“So you finger me in front of our fathers?!” She stands up straight glaring at me.

“You are not allowed to ignore me, Melissa.” I step closer grilling her.

“Not allowed?” she snaps. I look around making sure the echo of her voice has not tipped anyone off and drag her into a nearby powder room.

“Melissa, you are mine. You do not ignore me. You do not disrespect me.” I am a breath away from her now. She wavers, looking down.

“But you are allowed to ignore me?” She looks up at me, tears staining the edges of her eyes. “A-after you took my virginity you are allowed to disappear?”

Her words strike me like a punch to the gut. I didn’t mean to ignore her, in fact I had become drowned in the work of the mole hunt. This is the first day I was able to breathe. I had been the one to organize this dinner just to see her. “Mel?—”

“No, you don’t get to do this to me. You can’t just show back up whenever you please, Xander.”

“Melissa, I would never just ignore you, but I am to be head of the Amory family. I have responsibilities I must attend to.” I look into her green eyes, watching the light fade from them, so I pull her into me and whispering into her ear. “But trust me, the minute I could get away I came running to you. All I want is you. I would never abandon you, Sole.”

I pinch her chin, pulling lips closer to mine. A weak smile spreads across her face, “Never?”

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