Page 134 of Dirty Mafia King
The little bride leaves me speechless. She’d be a vision walking down the aisle. An innocent package with a naughty prize inside, waiting to be unlocked. Every dick would rise at the chance to pluck the ripe peach from the golden nest.
My temple throbs as she smiles softly.
And I’m suddenly fucking overwhelmed by the urgency to taint her pure white wedding dress with her virgin blood and my seed.
Her eyes flash as she senses the change in me. And knowing she’s stirred the beast, she bolts.
She makes it to the oversized chair by the fireplace. Believing the chair between us will protect her.
It won’t.
She dodges right, I shift left.
I pivot right, when she ducks left.
Swallowing hard, she freezes, and I’m hurdling the chair.
She cries out as I grab her waist and hoist her high, then spin, toss her face-first over the chair back, and flip her dress over her head. Her bare ass will be my first reward.
“Don’t fucking move.”
She wiggles.
I smack her cheek, then palm my handprint, the heat invigorating.
“Tell me what happens to naughty little teases?”
“Naughty little teases deserve to be spanked.”
“Bastian,” I growl.
“Naughty little teases deserve to be spanked, Bastian.”
I unleash several smacks in rapid succession. Satisfied, I dip my hand between her thighs.
My little pain-slut’s soaking wet.
I lose my mind. Falling to my knees, I shove my face into her pussy. I never eat pussy. Yet I love the taste of her.
Her hips lift, and she thrusts into me.
Greedy and needy. I love how goddamn responsive she is.
I feed two fingers into her, and she wiggles and moans. Yeah, she’s going to love my dick.
My tongue and fingers work her over until she comes. Afterward, her body goes limp like a rag doll.
“Don’t you dare fucking pass out.”
“Oh my God. That was incredible.”
“Still with me?”
“Yes.”
Blood rushes into my cock. No one has touched her. No one’s tested her limits or pushed her boundaries. Yet she chose me. Teased me, tempted me, and fucking offered me the world.“You can have all my firsts.”I never stood a chance.
And I’m hungry for every innocent inch of her—body, mind, and spirit. “Now you’re going to get what you deserve.”
