Page 54 of Triplets for the Mafia Prince

“Let me taste here.” His tongue slides inside me, lapping at my sensitive walls.

“Oh… Oh…” My head arches back. I’m completely lost in all my senses. My body is vibrating. My blood is humming.

When he removes his tongue, I whimper until he sucks on my clit. My entire body bows off the floor as a tsunami of pleasure rushes through me.

“Nic!”

He makes the “mmm” sound again, his tongue licking and lapping as I rock and buck beneath him.

I’m a wet noodle when he kisses his way up my body. “You taste sweet, Bellissima.” He kisses me, and at first I try to refuse it, not wanting to taste myself. But he’s insistent, and I find it not unpleasant.

“Tell me, did you enjoy that?” His eyes shine with amusement.

“You know I did.” I worry that he’s finished, that’s he going to avoid having sex with me like he did earlier. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t want you to… you know.”

He arches a brow. “If you can’t say it, you’re not ready to do it.” He licks my nipple, making my body quiver again. “Say, it Bella. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

I’m sure he thinks he’s offending my innocent sensibilities, so I prove him wrong. “Fuck me, Nic.”

He growls as he pushes away from me. “Be sure. Once I fuck you, you’re no longer?—”

“Do you think that’s my only value?”

“Hell no, but your father?—”

“I thought you said I could be free? Doesn’t it mean I’m free to decide what to do with my body? Who I’ll give my virginity to? I decided on you, Nic. You should be grateful.”

His lips twitch upward. “You’re right.” He stands, shoving his pants down. This is the first time I’ve seen him completely naked. My body pulses with anticipation and a little nervousness as I take another look at his penis, standing hard and proud. He grabs a strip of condoms from his pocket. He unwraps one and rolls it on.

He kneels between my legs, taking his penis and rubbing it through my folds. “Be sure, Bella.”

“Fuck me, Nic,” I say again so he knows I’m sure.

He growls again and presses in. Pressure strains me as his tip enters me. I look up to his face, his dark eyes watching me.

“Okay?”

I nod, knowing I should expect pain this first time. I lift my hips, wanting this, wanting him. His hand slides up my belly to my breast. “You have a body made for fucking, Bella.”

“Then fuck it,” I say as anticipation grows to torturous levels.

“Open your legs wider… lift your knees up a bit.”

I do as he says.

“Now say it again. Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me, Nic.”

“Yes!” He thrusts hard, and my breath catches as a pinch of pain and pressure fills me from the inside out. “Oh, fuck…” He groans as he levers above me. “So tight…”

For a moment, we simply lie still. My body adjusts around him.

“Take a breath, Bella.” His voice is tight.

I inhale and exhale, feeling my body relax around him. His hand slides between us, his finger rubbing over my clit. My hips buck up in response as pleasure starts to build.

“That’s right, Bella. Your body knows what to do.”

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