Page 7 of Claimed By The Mafia Prince

He growls and repeats the process with the other nipple, biting, twisting, and tugging until I am gasping for breath.

My body is on fire, mounting with desire as he continues his assault on my clit with his small, diligent circles. His movements feel too good, and I squirm away from him, but he releases my nipple and presses his body into mine, locking me in and growling, “Don’t run from me.” He pulls my shorts off, spreading my legs for him.

I huff, but my response is caught in my throat as one of his fingers goes knuckle deep inside me, “Xander! God!” I grip the comforter, listening to the amused laughter as he kisses his way down from the valley of my breast down to my core.

His lips kiss my clit, “Mmm, just like honey.”

Xander pulls the bead into his mouth and I scream out. No one has ever touched me there, let alone kissed me there. The sensation is unbelievable. I can’t run away again, so I grind on his face, searching for more. Xander’s moans vibrate against my center, and I feel the pressure building.

Threading my fingers through his hair, I pull him even closer and he tongue-fucks my entrance as he rubs my clit and I explode, shattering against him, “Good girl, Sole. You look fucking delectable when you cum.”

His praise causes pleasure to rush over me, but once I come down, embarrassment creeps over my face but Xander looks at me, his lips shining with my release and a wicked grin, “My turn, Sole.”

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XANDER

“Don’t tell me you're done already, Mel.” Melissa stares at me wide-eyed, “I’m not done with you yet.”

She giggles as I move forward, unbuttoning my jeans, memorizing her curves. She is absolutely breathtaking, and I can’t stop my eyes from devouring her.

I watch the way her curves shift with each trembling twitch of her body. Her green eyes wide and glazed, her lips slightly parted as she pants from her first orgasm. Her blonde locks are now slightly disheveled, framing her face perfectly. She looks at me with a mixture of lust and desire.

I pull out my erect dick, she lifts her eyes and fixes me with a surprised gasp. I am not small by any means, but she was made for me. I knew it the minute her pussy swallowed my finger as if it was meant to be there. My cock bobs in front of her dripping with pre-cum and she licks her swollen lips in fear and excitement.

"Oh my god, Xander," Melissa whispers softly, her voice trembling. She goes to reach for my cock, but I shake my head no and she stops.

“Next time baby.” I stroke myself leisurely, watching her watch my movements. She squeezes her thighs closer together, creating her own friction, and I catch her right knee. I look right at her as I slowly open her legs up again. “Fuck, Mel, you’re dripping.”

Melissa blushes, wiggling closer to me and lifting her pelvis up to me like an offering. I position myself between her legs, and she spreads wide to welcome me.

She closes her eyes as my cock brushes her entrance, whispering, “Xander? Is it going to hurt?”

I look at her twisted face and pinch her chin forcing her to look at me, “No, we will go slow. I will never let anyone hurt you again, Sole. Not with me here.” Not when you’re mine.

I lower myself over her, our eyes lock as I slide into her wet heat and her palm rests on my chest. The tightness of her, and the breathless moans from my size. I move deeper, feeling her velvet barrier give way.

She catches her breath, not realizing she isn’t breathing anymore. “Sole, breathe.”

Her emerald eyes lock with mine, and push a strand behind her ear, whispering, “You’re mine, Melissa. All mine.” Her breath hitches as I push past and claim her. I fill her slowly, allowing for her to adjust to me, she writhes and moans uncontrollably.

Her fingers dig in slightly. “Fuck Mel, you like marking me so every other woman knows you were there?”

She moans softly, nodding her head. “I want you deeper, Xander.”

I drive in. “Fuck Mel, you’re so tight.” I grip her hips, keeping her in place and lean over kissing her lightly. She moans into my mouth, and against her lips I whisper, “Good girl, Mel. You’re taking me so well.” My breath hitches as her walls grip me tighter.

Her hands move from my chest to my back. I pull out almost all the way and slam back into her. Mel’s breath hitches. Her eyes roll as her nails dig into my back, “Oh my god, there. Right there…”

Fuck I knew there was a reason I was obsessed with this girl. I oblige, thrusting deeper, harder, matching her ragged breaths and moans. I can feel her wetness coating me, our bodies slick as her hips buck wildly beneath me, her cries filling the room. “Please don’t stop.”

She grips the hair at the nape of my neck. My grip on her hips tightens, as our hips begin to move in sync, and her moans cascade over my ears. She feels so good, too good, but it’s when she stares at me wide-eyed, biting her lip that I start to really drive into her.

My thrusts become more feverish, matching the intensity of her cries. She starts to tremble under me, her fingers digging into my back as I pound into her. Her walls tighten around me, milking me dry.

“Oh fuck, Xander,” she sighs, her voice strained. “I’m going to?—”

“Cum for me, Sole.”

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