Page 106 of Demanding Mob Boss

I have no words, but I nod.

Cian leans across the bed and grabs something from the nightstand. Then I hear a wrapper tear and watch as he slides a condom down his huge erection. The look on his face as he does it makes my core clench.

Then he surges up my body, only stopping when the blunt head of his penis presses against my sensitized opening. I'm so wet, it slides in a little.

But I’m still tight. I've never had anything this big inside me. The closest was just now when he put three fingers in.

"You already belong to me, but after this, I'll never let you go." He bites down slowly on the inner curve of my breast.

He doesn't break skin, but I can feel his teeth and the pain mixes with pleasure in a way I'm learning I like. Watching for his reaction, to see if he's the same, I grab his bulging biceps and dig my fingernails in. Not hard. But he feels me.

His eyes shut for a second, his jaw going granite hard. "Be carefulmo chroí. You don't want this over before it even starts."

"You like it too," I say with awe.

His gorgeous blue eyes open and look straight into mine. "A little pain with my pleasure? I fucking love it, especially when it's you marking me with your nails."

"When we're like this and you say that word, it excites me."

"Good to know. I can try to be better around you outside the bedroom, but in here? I'm too fucking turned on having my cock ready to take your pussy for me to watch my mouth."

I grin as warmth gushes from my center to where his erection sits barely inside me. "Say something else," I demand.

"I'm going to fuck you so long and so hard, you're going to forget what it feels like not to ache from my cock inside you."

I tilt my pelvis up, forcing him in further. "Now, Cian, I want you to do that, now."

But he doesn't move. His face is stretched in a rictus of strain as he holds his body rigid.

"Sex can be casual, but this isn't,mo chroí. This is us making promises with our bodies. Vows as binding as the ones I made to the mob."

That penetrates the fog of lust covering my brain. "You make it sound like we're getting married."

"Marriage allows for divorce," he growls, his gaze trapping mine. "This between you and me, it's forever."

My heart thumps heavily in my chest. Forever. He willalwaysbe my person. I will always be his.

"We'll be a family." Even without children.

Like Ini is my family. Like Mrs. Hart.

"Yes."

"Yes," I repeat back to him.

Like that was what he needed to hear, Cian pushes inside me with one powerful thrust. It stings and tears wet my eyes but the pleasure is right on the heels of that small pain. I don't know if it would have been worse if he hadn't broken my hymen earlier, but the more he moves now, the more I want him to move.

Cian pleasures himself with my body while giving me one ecstatic sensation after another.

I can feel another orgasm building even though only moments ago, I thought my body was utterly spent. This time when I climax, everything disappears except Cian. The entire world centers down to him and our bodies joined.

He shoves into me once, twice, three times and then he seizes, his shout making my ears ring and he comes.

I want to feel the heat of his cum inside me, but my heart swells with the knowledge he took care of me just like he promised he would. I need to think long and hard about whether I want to get pregnant. Until I'm ready for that, I need to get on birth control.

After he disposes of the condom, we fall asleep, our bodies entwined. I wake sometime later to find him jacking off above me and then I feel the splatter of his semen on my breasts and my whole world settles into that quiet place only he can take me to as he rubs it into my skin.

He wakes me three more times to make love. The last time, I'm so swollen and tender, he has to use lube to get inside me. The next morning, Cian insists I take a hot bath with muscle relaxing bath salts making the water smell like eucalyptus and menthol.

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