Page 58 of Ruthless Bonds

It was like I was hypnotized as I spread my legs slightly, knowing exactly what he would find.

“Is all that wetness for me?” he rasped, his fingers gripping the insides of my thighs, keeping me spread open.

“Yes,” I murmured, unable to form a coherent thought at that point. “Please.”

“I should punish you further,kotic. Deny you for disobeying me.” His voice was low, gravelly, and I whimpered in the back of my throat. “But your pretty little cunt is desperate for me.”

His filthy mouth was going to make me come even before he touched me down there. Which I didn’t have to wait for. A moment later, his fingers werebetween my legs, spreading my pussy obnoxiously open.

“Oh, God,” I cried as he slid a finger up and down my slit, spreading my wetness all over.

“There is no God here, my love. Just the Devil, and I’ve come to collect your soul.” The forcefulness in his voice had me arching my back as he pumped a finger inside of me, then another. “This greedy little cunt is squeezing me so hard. Are you enjoying my fingers, Alora? Do you liked getting fucked by them? Tell me,kotic. Tell me how much you’re enjoying being filled up by me.”

A tingling sensation ran from the top of my spine, down to my toes. I couldn’t form any words at this point, just senseless moaning as he fucked me deep with his fingers. My pussy clenched around him, not wanting to let him go.

Minutes passed as he teased and stroked me, my body burning like an inferno with each pump of his fingers. The noises my pussy was making should have mortified me, but it only turned me on even more. When he circled my clit with expert precision, I cried out, begging for more.

After only a few more strokes, my orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. I screamed out, little black dots dancing in my vision. It was like my whole body was blazing with fire, warmth spreading through me. My entire body went limp, and it seemed like I would never catch my breath again.

He removed his fingers, and I turned my head to watch as he licked them clean. I sighed, allowing him to lift me so that I was straddling him. His gaze was fierce as he studied my face, his arms wrapped around metightly.

“May I kiss the sweet lips that love lying to me?” he murmured.

My heart skipped a beat when I realized he was asking for my permission. I nodded, his grip instantly tightening around me.

I wasn’t expecting the softness of his lips. After the orgasm I’d just had, I thought he might try and ravish me. But no, he was gentle, soft, exploring.

It was lovely, if I was being honest. And just as soon as it started, he stopped. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath coming out slightly ragged.

I yelped when he stood, taking me with him. He pushed the dining room door open and headed up the stairs. When we got to his bedroom, he let me stand.

“You’re sleeping in here from now on.”

It wasn’t a question.

It was a demand.

And after the orgasm he’d just given me, I didn’t have the strength to argue.

Was that going to be the reason I let him keep me locked in this cage? Because I had no willpower when he touched me?

Maybe I’d have to reconsider Agent Greene’s proposal after all.

Chapter Eleven

Alora

I woke up in a furnace, at least that was what it seemed like. Kreos’ body was completely glued to mine in a good old-fashioned “big spoon, little spoon” type situation.

Last night we’d showered separately, then climbed into bed without another word. When he’d dragged me into his arms, I had been too tired to protest.

That was what happened when a devastatingly handsome mafia boss gave you one of the best orgasms of your life. Thinking about it had me arching my back slightly, which pushed my ass back into him.

And his very hard cock.

I held my breath, waiting to see if he noticed, but his breathing remained even. This man was the definition of temptation. His muscular arms held me in a vice, bathing me in his scent, and all I wanted to do was rub myself all over him like a cat.

A familiar heat began to pool in my core, and I gently rolled my hips. The friction of his cock pressing against my ass was invoking all sorts of illicit images in my mind, and I moaned softly.

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