Page 33 of The Mob Boss' Pet

He kisses my forehead. “Good.” Rolling off of me, he lands on his back beside me. Immediately, his hot seed leaks from me.

“Oh, uh.” I look around for something to clean myself with, but he rolls back to his side and throws his heavy arm over my stomach.

“Leave it.” He kisses my shoulder. “I want you to feel me inside you, dripping down your thighs. It’s a good reminder of who you belong to now.”

“Vincenzo—” I shut up when he grabs the plug.

“Hold still.” It’s the only warning before he yanks it from my ass.

I yelp. “Fuck.” It wasn’t horrible, but still, give a lady some notice.

He drops the tail onto the nightstand and gets off the bed. Pulling the covers back, he waves his hand at me. I scramble to the foot of the bed until the covers are back enough I can climb under them, and then I do.

I have never felt such softness before in my life as his bed.

He draws the covers over us and hauls me up against him. His soft cock presses against my ass and he kisses the soft spot behind my ear.

“Nap time, pet,” he says quietly, slipping a finger through the ring on my collar.

I want to tell him no. I want to tell him this is wrong. I want to do all of those things because I should.

But I don’t.

I snuggle further into his hold, accept the warmth of his body, and drift off to sleep.

Chapter Ten

Vincenzo

“You took a nap?” The astonishment in Roberto’s tone mirrors his expression.

“Yes.” I lean back in the chair and kick my feet up onto the bed, settling the laptop onto my legs.

“Like you got into bed and slept the afternoon away?” he asks, pushing himself up, and grimacing for the trouble. He’s healing well, but there’s still a lot of pain in his chest and shoulder. Which, if he keeps teasing me, will grow substantially.

“Shut up. I’m watching the footage from the café.” I click on the video. I turn the laptop enough so he can see the screen from where he sits on the bed.

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